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[jimfromit]

[Yeahh no, he's not setting foot outside his room whilst all this kissing nonsense is going on.

He can barely stand people touching him...let alone kiss him.

Also the fact that he started a fight with a big ass demon last time there was a castle-wide epidemic is still fresh in his memory. God knows what might happen this time.]

Are you all quite finished with the free love you're all so keen to give out?

As adorable as it is, you do know this is how diseases are spread?

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[lord_wizard]

Oh, relax darling. There are worse things. And this lasts most of a month, so it's not exactly something you can easily avoid.

dictated;

[jimfromit]

So we go from sinners to lovies in the space of a month?

How quickly things change around here.

dictated;

[lord_wizard]

You're catching on.

Paradisa likes us to be on our toes, I think.

dictated;

[jimfromit]

It likes to watch us dance.

dictated;

[lord_wizard]

Sometimes literally.

[nihilo]

Are you that man who runs to the loo to wash his hands after handshakes?

[jimfromit]

That's silly.

I only shake hands with people that look clean.

[nihilo]

How clean is enough?

[jimfromit]

As long as they don't look like they've been dragged through a hedge backwards.

I'm something of a stickler for first impressions.

[nihilo]

Ah, how was mine?

[jimfromit]

Very well.

You're a curious one Alice...you remind me of somebody I'm quite fond of.

[Namely him.]

[nihilo]

Only quite?

[jimfromit]

Oh ok...somebody I'm extremely fond of.

[nihilo]

Better.

In what ways?

[jimfromit]

You like to get a reaction out of people...testing them.

One might almost say you like to watch them verbally dance almost like it's a game.

Do you like games Alice?

[nihilo]

[ She giggles, thrilled. ]

Like pulling legs off of flies. Would you call that a game?

[jimfromit]

I'd call that fun.

Because flies are annoying aren't they? Always buzz, buzz buzzing and getting in the way.

Is there a particular fly whose legs need to be removed Alice?

[nihilo]

They are. Only, sometimes, it becomes of interest to hear what buzzing they make as each leg comes off.

And, unfortunately, not yet.

[jimfromit]

How very scientific.

Well that's a shame. Do let me know if you find one though. It's always nice to share the fun.

[nihilo]

Shall we take turns when we do? I'll take the legs and the wings are yours.

[jimfromit]

That sounds lovely.

Their screams shall be our song.

[nihilo]

Then we'll need to find those that can harmonise.

[jimfromit]

I'm sure we can find playmates who can hit the high notes.

[nihilo]

You will tell me when you've caught a fly in your fist?

[jimfromit]

Of course my dear.

I trust you will reciprocate?

[nihilo]

Tit for tat.

[jimfromit]

Wonderful.

[signedlefthanded]

You sound like the Grinch.

[jimfromit]

Just giving out a friendly public information message.

Hardly a crime.

[signedlefthanded]

I didn't say it was. You still sound bitter. And like the Grinch. [Which totally makes Violet Cindy Lou Who.]

[jimfromit]

Do I?

Maybe I'll be visited by three ghosts tonight who'll show me the error of my ways!

[signedlefthanded]

I would not put it past the castle.

[jimfromit]

Living inside a Dickens novel...it would be a dream come true.

[signedlefthanded]

Don't jinx it. It may happen now.

[jimfromit]

There are worse novels to be stuck in...ever heard of Dan Brown?

Ugh now his work is claptrap!

[signedlefthanded]

I've never heard of him. [She's behind in your timeline, Jim.]

[jimfromit]

Lucky you.

[signedlefthanded]

I'm behind in most people's times. [Although ahead for a few others.]

[jimfromit]

What year are you from again?

[signedlefthanded]

1935, you?

[jimfromit]

Hmmm not a significant year really.

2012.

[signedlefthanded]

No. Before the Second World War, but after the collapse of the economy.

[jimfromit]

So people have told you of the events to come?

Talk about spoiling the surprise.

[signedlefthanded]

There's these nifty things called books in the library actually.

[jimfromit]

Ah you read up on them

So you don't feel it's a little like sneaking a peek at your presents on christmas eve?

[signedlefthanded]

I won't remember it when I return. It doesn't matter really. So it's more like seeing them and then being hit with amnesia the day before Christmas.