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[diamondhack]

devan.isha@cdc.org
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[diamondhack]

All subjective, but acceptable.

[wethrinaer]

You did ask. Qualities usually are a bit subjective, darling.

[diamondhack]

I don't know, Maias, intelligence isn't quite so subjective and I know that's one of my better qualities.

[wethrinaer]

No no, intelligence is subjective as well. Just as much, really.

[diamondhack]

Really?

[wethrinaer]

Really! But that may also be a - [he lifts a hand and waves it back and forth] - time thing. It certainly isn't a quality anyone in my time brings up when listing their best points.

[diamondhack]

Right, I forget you're something of a relic. [Look at that smug grin on her face.]

[wethrinaer]

I'm not a relic; that would imply I'm old.

[and he's not that old thank you]

[diamondhack]

You would be considered a historical feat in my world. Still alive after a thousand years? So many would be jealous.

[wethrinaer]

I don't know if it's considered "still alive" when I haven't actually lived that long.

[diamondhack]

For once stop being so technical. And that means something coming from me.

[wethrinaer]

Being technical is important, especially when you take into consideration my current . . . state.

[diamondhack]

Dead? [Don't sugarcoat it.]

[wethrinaer]

Undead. [there, he said it]

[diamondhack]

[She clicks her tongue.] I didn't come here to discuss the finer points of your living situation.

[wethrinaer]

You're the one who started it off by calling me a relic.

[diamondhack]

You're the one who ruined my fun of a good story. But you still are a relic.

[wethrinaer]

I refuse to agree with that.

[diamondhack]

You're over a thousand years older than I am, you should be in a museum.

[wethrinaer]

I beg your pardon.

[diamondhack]

[She's grinning so hard and trying to stifle it but it's not going very well.] You should beg for my pardon.

[wethrinaer]

You really should stop making me older than I am. I'll gain a complex at this rate.

[diamondhack]

[She kisses the edge of his lips.] You know I don't mean it. Mostly.

[wethrinaer]

Mostly. [he turns his head, though, and sits up enough to kiss her properly - quickly - before laying back down]

[diamondhack]

[She settles in more properly next to him, halfway sprawling as if this is indeed her own throne.

He is, decidedly, more comfortable than he ought to be.] I should probably be going. [She's obviously making no move to do so, but somehow she thinks Warriorhead will spring a mission on her or the rest of the team in the dead of night.] As much as I don't want to.