WINTER WRAP-UP!

[rarities]

[Good morning, Paradisa! You know what today is. That's right, it's WINTER WRAP-UP!!! Now that you've gotten your note about your task -- put on your coats, scarves, and gloves, and get to work!]

CASTLE SHOVELING | CLOUD MOVING | WILDLIFE AWAKENING | PUTTING OUT THE FIRES | ICE SCORING | CASTLE SEED PLANTING | BIRD DIRECTING | BIRD NESTS | TOWER CLEANING | CITY STREET PLOWING | CITY FOOD PLANTING | ORGANIZATION TEAM

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Comments

[molotov]

It is more like I know myself well enough to predict my actions. But I have had many years to think about it, and many women to think about.

[assassino]

Samson has had many lovers, then?

[molotov]

That is a nice way of putting it.

[assassino]

What else would you call them?

[molotov]

Sluts, mostly.

[assassino]

I have never heard this word.

[molotov]

What is your word for "drunken, disease-ridden vermin who will open her legs for anything with a beating heart"?

[assassino]

[Aww, that's mean. Common to his ears, but he's friends with so many prostitutes.]

Mignotta is likely what you are looking for.

[molotov]

[Molotov isn't talking about prostitutes :(]

Many of those.

[assassino]

[Yeah, but they've taught him to really respect women who have a lot of sex, so.]

Is it not their job to be tempting, or...?

[molotov]

If one is going to sleep with indiscriminate whores, one should not stoop down into the gutter.

[assassino]

In a time where women are equal to men, does it not follow that women should be able to sleep with whomever they wish, as men do?

[molotov]

Of course they may. This does not excuse being classless and disgusting.

[assassino]

I imagine he kept their company for pleasure and not comfort, then.

[molotov]

What do you mean, "comfort"?

[assassino]

I have never heard of a man going to a courtesan to soothe his soul, bella, only his body.

[molotov]

I do not understand what this means. What is the difference between pleasure and comfort, in this context?

[assassino]

Would he marry any of those women? That is what I am talking about.

[molotov]

Of course not.

[assassino]

Then why are you so bitter?

[molotov]

I am not... bitter. I am... it is an insult, and I do not like to be insulted.

[SHE IS SO BITTER, so very very bitter.]

[assassino]

An insult that he has had many lovers? Why?

[molotov]

An insult that, in my stead, he would seek out only the lowest dregs of womanhood. If that is what he likes, then what does that make me?

[assassino]

Bella, they do not compare to you. If he knows that you are irreplaceable, he would not even try to find another woman as lovely as you. Those women are just distractions.

[molotov]

[Molotov digests this for a moment, frowning.]

But what if that is what he likes? I would think it is not that much harder to find a woman with even a modicum of respect for herself.

[Especially not for Brock, who has some indescribable allure.]