well I live with Snakes and Lizards

Oh, the horse turned back into a motorbike? Good, I was about to go out an' buy you some oats.

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I don't know, sometimes I think revving her makes her neigh.

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Maybe you should keep the harness, jus' in case, then.

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Yeah too bad a bit doesn't fit.

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Thus the "jus' in case" bit.

Your motorbike is the muggle kind, though, right? 'Doesn't fly?

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No, she doesn't fly. Jumps real well though.

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Over bales of hay, right?

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Ha ha ha. No.

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Heh, but I was jus' askin' 'cause my cousin used to have a flying motorbike... But I guess it would have turned into a giant bird or something if it could fly...

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Maybe an albatross or something.

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I can jus' see you, flying around on an albatros. It'd match your hair.

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Neeee...Cori-dahling... have you ever considered becoming a nice, benevolent, law abiding tax payer?

Guaranteed regular income, and the such ~ ♥ ~ ?

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The bigger the paycheck the less taxes I have to pay.

What do you want?

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Now, now, Cori-dahling... it's all about what you might want. Do let's see... what's the highest price you might ask for the most taxing assignment...?

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I should tell you I don't get paid to do what I do, I just choose to keep doing it.

What kind of assignment do you have in mind.

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One that you'll take rather a distinct professional pride in.

...should circumstances deem it imperative...you are to kill me. Rather, given the nature of this body, either consume it, and therefore understand that the permanent integration of my matter can result in interesting consequences... or simply detain it or indulge in poisoning it into cycles of continuous discomposures.

Something you'd choose to do any day, no doubt, and look, do please, the payment at your latitude ~ ♥

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Not that I have any moral or ethical leanings either way but I do have to ask. Why.

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...because e =mc^2 , Cori-dahling.

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You'd make a horrible Johnson, Rosiel.

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I command in Atziluth, not... recruit.

Lord give Light, Corinthian, but what do you want me to say?! That that thing disgusts me beyond wit and sentience? That I'd sooner sicken this flesh to its omega than have it betray Alexiel? That I have NO OCCASIONS FOR VICTORY, least of all CERTAINTIES?! That...that...hahhaaa...that thing...

...victor's...haha...victor's spoils, Corinthian. Except nothing to be done if there's nothing left and there to be spoiled, and so I'd sooner hang than give THAT THING the CHANCE to USE ME in any manner, HANG, except - hahhahaa - I can't, of course, this BODY -

...don't make me beg.

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... I see what you mean. I can't accept anything of monetary value for that, Rosiel, though I would appreciate the consent of your sister as well.

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...if I have requested secrecy, rest assured it is for her sake. Her consent will not come...... for she will not be neither informed, nor involved.

Her protection comes with the price of her ignorance. Le-leave it at that.

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Of course, far be it for me to understand the intricate relationships between siblings. Don't worry about it.

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I dunno, the long hair wasn't bad. ^^

I still have the corset, but all my normal clothes are back. I've never been so happy to be dressed...

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