Oh, fine. I suppose macaws are a little too obscure, aren't they?
What about cardinals, then?
What about cardinals, then?
Today's Date in Eire: Saturday, November 28, 633 AR
27 November 2015 @ 11:24 pm
Oh, fine. I suppose macaws are a little too obscure, aren't they?
What about cardinals, then?
27 November 2015 @ 08:56 pm
I have to say, I wasn't expecting people to reinterpret the flower garlands. But you know, making flowers out of pegasus feathers is a unique little idea, isn't it? And certainly better and lovelier than cloth flowers. Though I suppose they're likely to not last as long, aren't they?
Hm, now that I look, it is only the pegasus knights wearing them. I wonder if they were Dame Kira's idea? I'll have to talk to her about it. I wonder if they only use feathers from their own mounts?
27 November 2015 @ 08:44 pm
Really, Fayre, are you actually going to leave me sitting here all alone, looking the fool with roses in hand and no one to give them to?
Don't pretend you didn't get my note. Pandora assured me that you took it right from her hand.
28 November 2015 @ 12:02 pm
A spinster taking advantage of her brother's charity. She has said nothing that I had not thought myself, once upon a time. But according to the one man who matters, I am her better, married or not, and he is not inclined to change his mind.
Can I fix this? The opportunity to repair my and Felicia's place to what it should be, what it ought to be, has long passed. Because I had thought that my place here would not be permanent. I never intended my choices to cause another person so much ...
Perhaps I can give her what she wants, little by little, without Hasten's knowledge. But if she wants me to be less involved in Mae's life, to turn my back when she comes to me, I don't ... that is a request I cannot accommodate.
27 November 2015 @ 07:50 pm
What the hell was that for?
27 November 2015 @ 07:36 pm
Happy Birthday Glenn! I hope you like my gift. I made sure that the messenger would deliver it today. It's a perfect gift for an old man such as yourself.
27 November 2015 @ 08:25 pm
Ah, that felt good. Plucking a splinter out all at once instead of bit by bit, or lancing a wound all at once. Dragons knows how I held back for so long...oh, I'm sure Hasten will be absolutely furious with me once Amaeyra complains to him. Of course she will, and he'll write to me and ask how I could say such horrid things to his precious jewel of a sister, and I'll bend my knee to him like I always have.
But at least now I'm not forced to pretend I don't resent her. I doubt any of that got through to her, but it's been said.
There will be changes. I am Lady of the Coldlands, not Amaeyra, and they are my children. How they are raised will be up to me, not her.
28 November 2015 @ 12:12 pm
Has your journal stopped working? If what you want me to see in Conare is so urgent, you could give some indication of what this apparently urgent matter is about. A letter stating that there is something interesting I ought to see as soon as possible does not move me to drop everything at your command. The King has requested that I gather everything that is known about the Heralds so far, so if this is one of your games, I have no time for it.
27 November 2015 @ 08:58 pm
So, Splithouse folks, I've got a quick poll: Am I bringing a three pound sacks of figs, a three pound sack of dried pineapple, or a five pound sack of dried apricots to the house? The captain I won them from gave me two days to figure out how I want my winnings, and I've got to take them in fruit. Since there's no way I'm getting through all of it by myself, and I've spent a day trying to decide, I'm opening it up to the people who will have to put up with the sack being around the house.
Think I found a taker, but the price is a bit ghastly. Thankfully, she's not the one who lost the bet.
27 November 2015 @ 06:57 pm
I wanted to apologize for last week. I didn't mean to imply that the kid's outcome is meaningless. I know that's what you're here for, really. So, I'm sorry for that.
You can trust Lydia. She's strange, but when you can get her to focus, she does pretty good work.
I heard you convinced Genevieve to extend her stay. Nice work. I have a few things I'm following up on that might tell us where Father Gladwin is, so hopefully we'll have a new location lined up for you when you're ready.
27 November 2015 @ 08:41 pm
I'm sorry I got you into this, dear.
I know that it sounds... trying. Believe me, do I ever know. But I really do believe that this will make a difference. Jon needs to turn a corner, or this... this is what you'll both be looking at for as long as you're together. And I think he has a chance to do it.
Just... be there for him. I know you can do that.
I'd go, but...
But I -- can't. You can.
24 November 2015 @ 09:05 pm
This is ... horribly embarrassing, to be honest~ But can you come let me out of our room? The door seems to be jammed, and nothing I've tried will pry it open. And for that matter, I can't seem to find my key, either. But I'm sure you have yours ...
When you have a moment, please~
24 November 2015 @ 10:56 pm
[Filter: People in Rowan]
Are you sure there's nothing I could be doing to help with the party? With everything I've been hearing it sounds like a lot of work is going into it.
We've heard news here of the Heralds arriving in Emeron, and well, I have to admit it's very strange to think about. I thought the rumors were wrong. Or I guess ... I didn't think they would be back. I haven't heard that the Dragons have come to Dentoria anywhere. They're ... they're not here are they? Someone would write about that.
24 November 2015 @ 08:27 pm
[Filter: Private, in Danaan]
I hope that she stopped being able to tell me anything because I was on the right track. I keep thinking about what she said. I was chosen for how I was back then. So maybe it's important to think of it ... like a second half of myself. A half I just never knew about. Instead of thinking about it as an extra self. Thinking about it as something extra I have to put together ... that's a lot harder than thinking about it as a piece of myself that I just never knew about.
I'll try again later today.
[Filter: Raetha and Ally, in Trade]
I'm surprised more people haven't been talking about you arriving. Maybe they think it's a hoax? Or maybe they didn't see. I guess they might be talking in private ...
Are things a little calmer yet? I mean, no hurry. I just wanted to ... you know, catch up.
24 November 2015 @ 09:52 pm
[Filter: Private, in Kilian]
...Liam. Justin, Erin. Dragons, ten years ago, in Korin, they found me foolishly standing up against some creeps and appointed Liam as my bodyguard. Erin...knew we might not get along, but she was so worried for my safety.
Dragons, I miss her. If she were still here, I could have talked to her about the situation with Eith and maybe...she didn't know Karyl the way we do, but she could have talked me out of being such a fool and lashing out at my best friend!
...No. No, even Erin couldn't have stopped what happened. Karyl, he'd had this all planned out. We can't turn back time, we just have to find him and make sure this time he stays dead.
Now isn't the time to think about the past. Karyl, and then...the manor. The future of our line depends on Lahbri and I.
Hey, Nessa? Jonathan isn't getting that tea from you anymore, is he?
I didn't want to say anything while we were out there, because sleeping is the only thing that really helps him out in the mist like that, but now we're in the city and he still hasn't stopped. He stopped drinking it in front of me after I mentioned it a few times, but I can tell he hasn't actually stopped.
But I don't know anything about this, really! I know it's how Lord Darz died, but that's because he took too much all at once. What's going to happen to Jon if he keeps taking "enough to keep the nightmares away" -- which is wrong anyway, I can tell he's having bad dreams even with it, he's just worse at remembering things, lately -- what happens if he keeps taking the "right" amount?
Do I need to be more worried about this?
24 November 2015 @ 09:05 pm
Ní mór duit a fhios Tá mé anseo, Lady Danu. Tá mé ag fanacht laistigh de theorainneacha?
An féidir leat a léamh fiú é seo?
Ní bheadh sé iontas.
Dia duit, Lady.
[Filter: Little Ones]
Aelbhe is staying at this same in. She's sitting in this exact same chair. She's wondering what's taking so long! She doesn't exactly understand how the two of you can be having such a difficult time. I explain as well as I can, but it's strange, you see? She sees me, she sees you, but she's sure that if she had the control on this side, she'd say the right thing within the bounds and make it all click.
Can I give her any progress reports to please her? Calm her down? Maybe if she mellows a little, she'll go for a flight! And I can fly with her, instead of being cooped up in here. My wings need to stretch!
Which is your favourite human? I think I like Amalea the best, though she's much too smart for her own good.
24 November 2015 @ 07:10 pm
Alright, well, this seal thing ain't gonna react to us, right? It's here for Celeste and them. Whatever's going to happen is gonna happen cause of their little hangers-on, probably not for ours.
How close can you actually get to the Citadel? I know there's a whole damn campus and whatever, but it's worth mapping out. Keagan, Sawyer? You wanna take this up with me?
22 November 2015 @ 11:14 pm
It cannot be this simple. He cannot be avoiding time with me just to spy on other traditionalists. This makes no sense. They are the ones who will be supporting him. Does he not trust that they will have his back when the time comes? . . . And why has he not enlisted my help in whatever it might be!?
Christopher, sometimes I honestly think you do not want to be King.
No, it cannot be this simple at all! There must be a reason he is doing this. Well, he is not the only one who can sneak around.
22 November 2015 @ 08:50 pm
All right, look.
Tarmon is getting censured just like you wanted, but -- we can't just do this every time he acts up, alright? He does this sort of thing constantly. If we censure him every time he starts trouble, then we'll never have time to deal with anyone else.
He isn't allowed to speak to his future queen like that. Of course he isn't. But hopefully the censure will scare him into keeping his mouth shut for a while. But there's so much other business to be dealt with,
Do you understand?
22 November 2015 @ 10:43 pm
[Filter: Jayne, in Kilian]
I think I am finally understanding why it was so hard for you to stay at home.
23 November 2015 @ 02:42 am
I spoke with Elyiethe, and I really can't convince her to go any sooner than the thirteenth! Especially not without being suspicious. She's already a little suspicious at my not being over the moon at her being willing to sacrifice a Friday show for this. Even if it was going to be an understudy performance, because --
You don't care about that, of course, theater nonsense.
I just mean, is there any way to make this work? Will the girl be okay that long? I almost have everything set up to get her out.
I want to preface this by saying that I both love and appreciate you and I would never ever ever ask for your help for something not frivolous without very good reason.
[Filter: Princess Fayre]
Princess...? I don't know if you remember me, Lydia? We've spoken a few times and I presently live with several of your friends in Floran.
I know that you are horribly busy and it's terribly untoward of me to write to you this way, but Loki and Jack both assured me that it would be all right, and I perfectly understand if you can't help or even don't respond to this at all.
All of that said, there's a little girl in Norey who needs help, and I know that you like to help people. Especially poor Kanemorians with no one else to turn to! So. Her name is Delia, and she's only six years old. She's in an orphanage right now, Saint Morelle's, and your friend Scott thinks that the priests there are involved in something terrible that may result in Delia being kidnapped or ... worse. So I've been helping him as much as I can. And I have a plan to get her out, and I have a plan for where she can go, and all of this is terribly long winded and I'm so sorry.
The bottom line is that I have no idea how to get her from Kanemoria to Floran even if the rest of my plans go perfectly well. So -- So I was told you might help.
22 November 2015 @ 07:32 pm
23 November 2015 @ 01:27 am
No one has ever heard of this Father Gladwin fellow, really? Not a single person? Surely that's suspicious by itself.
... I'm not going to report back with nothing!
Think, Lydia! If you can't make yourself useful they'll never ask you for help again. Also, this little girl could be whisked off or worse any day! We don't have time to not make progress!
Josiah would help us get her out. I have that part sorted. It's what to do with her once we have her that I can't figure out. There must be somewhere in Hanalan where she'd be safe, but how to get her there? I suppose I could ask Jack, but could I really trust whoever he finds? Maybe he would have some better idea? But even if we get that sorted, I can't very well just wave my hands and say oh, I don't care, pick a destination! I don't know any orphanages in Floran, why would I? It's not like I'm Pearl, with -- ohhh
I'm an idiot! I always forget my friends aren't ... well, exactly court material!
[Filter: Pearl, Irving and Loki]
You're somewhat familiar with the orphanages in Floran, aren't you? Well, I know Pearl is, but I thought I would ask the two of you as well. Where would you send a young orphan girl with no family or connections or much of anything, if you had the money to pay whatever passage was required? Where would she be safe?
I need to know if you know anyone who could be trusted to take a young girl north to Floran without harming her, reselling her, or otherwise being disgusting, negligent or frightening. I can pay quite a lot if I have to, but you know that.
18 November 2015 @ 07:30 pm
... I ought to write to Hasten. But the journey to Sarrca is difficult at best, and I should not concern him with something I can decide for myself. He trusts me as his representative. I should show initiative. Little harm can come of this. Rowan are our allies, are they not? And it would make a better impression for the cause of the Coldlands if someone of House Lireth ... if I were to make the request of their woodsmen personally. It will be a good experience for Mae. Hasten would approve of that, wouldn't he?
I simply worry of leaving Lireth to Felicia again so soon. Managing its household and attending to matters of governance in Hasten's absence is an enormous responsibility now that we have been raised among the Great Houses. And she seems dissatisfied, somehow ... though perhaps that is because of the children. Lianne is of the age where she is constantly testing the limits to defiant behaviour, and Catherine and Theia cannot help but be pulled along.
18 November 2015 @ 12:14 am
You must be so relieved they're alive. Ah, I wonder how this is going to affect the Church in Dentoria?
[Filter: Our Party]
It certainly is even more peaceful here than I could have expected. I haven't seen as many ... troubles here either. That could be because there are fewer here ... or they're better at staying out of sight.
18 November 2015 @ 04:05 am
[Filter: Crionna, in Danaan]
Don't you think they might cause more trouble?
Aelbhe said what we did in Megam made things worse. Unless Raetha and Ally's other selves are showing up as Heralds in Dentoria, won't this make things worse there, too? We should have warned them. I didn't even think about it. I thought they had run away for good.
18 November 2015 @ 04:00 am
[Filter: Dame Raetha and Sister Ally]
Good morning, ladies.
When you are ready, I do believe we should talk. I'd like to know a bit about your plans for my city, if nothing else. Perhaps we share common goals?
As you must know there are dozens of people clamoring to meet with you. I've barred them for now, to give you time to recover from that ... stunning entrance.
Half of them are insisting they must be imposters, white dragon be damned. Half of the remaining half are not quite so able to delude themselves and so grudgingly agree their indiscretions must be tolerated, for the moment. And what few are left are either entirely undecided in the way of cowards or too starstruck by the thought that they are in the presence of the Dragons' holy chosen that I am not certain they even understood the significance of their little gesture.
Oh, and of course there is Tarmon. There's always Tarmon. He's still insisting the dragon is painted. Insufferable buffoon.
This could have been so perfect. Unbelievable.
17 November 2015 @ 11:00 pm
Again, she's leaving. Once again she gets to traipse off to wherever, charm the locals, spread her wings and I'm left with the children missing her. What if this time they refuse to behave? What if they won't listen to me because suddenly their own mother isn't good enough, not worthy of obedience?
I don't know how much more of this I can take...!
17 November 2015 @ 08:57 pm
[Filter: Raetha and Ally]
Is it really you? I mean, it has to be! Anybody else who would try this would have to be -- crazy. Are you -- how are --
I thought I'd never see you again! Or get to talk to you, anyway, I guess this isn't really --
I'm so glad you're all right. If, um, if it is really you.
17 November 2015 @ 07:54 pm
What in the hell is going on? I'm barely halfway to the chapel and people are shouting out of every window on the street! The carriage won't move, and I think the damned coachman might have left me here to fend for myself. See if I don't fire him!
I was about to get out and walk the rest of the way to the chapel like some imbecile, but the streets are flooded with the rabble of the city. I don't know what they think they're doing, but they're not moving any more than the carriages. There must be a good dozen coaches down the rest of this street!
What have you done.
17 November 2015 @ 09:15 pm
[Filter: Baethan, in Kilian]
I'm going to toss a few more lies out. It doesn't need to be very dramatic. I'm going for a bit of an edge of frustration with what's happened.
[Filter: Public, in Kilian]
It's for the best we're going to Baethan again. We didn't prepare for that long stay at the tower, and we're going to be ragged by the time we're back. Arwen, could you have some provisions out for us in say ... a week? We're going to be very hungry, I wager.
I hope you decided to stop somewhere for supplies, Aiden, because I can't imagine yours are going to last much longer.
[Filter: Terrance, in Trade]
Do you still have a journal?
It is impressive how quickly hair pieces have become commonplace at court. Almost as if the ladies are doing their best to one up one another. Even among the Pegasus Knights it is becoming popular, which surprises me. They are usually so formal during court, even when they are off duty. I must say, I am enjoying the change. The last thing court should be is stuffy and formal.
Shipments are picking up along the new road from Hanalan. We'll be wanting to strengthen patrols, if we can.
17 November 2015 @ 09:06 pm
[Filter: Scott and Lydia]
I hope that I'm not... ah, well, insinuating myself. It just seems very silly now that I know you're here, just -- going through Scott to go through you. He said that you thought you might be able to find some reliable church-goers? To find out who Gladwin is? So...
Right. I've been looking over all the papers I have access to as Lady Cassandra, trying to spot the name. Unfortunately, I haven't heard or seen any mention of a Gladwin.
... I think that Genevieve has chosen a child to...
The girl is always reading the book she gave her. And Genevieve has taken a special interest. Ought we... what should we do about that? Finding Gladwin can't be our only priority when there's a little girl in danger...
17 November 2015 @ 08:44 pm
I just received a report.
A scout a little past the border -- or, where the border used to be -- rode here all night and morning. He said that a pegasus was stabled overnight at the tiny inn he's stationed at. It's common procedure for my agents to check the identity of all pegasus knights headed toward Emeron, because I know better than to just trust the elite agents of an annexed nation.
The owner was described as a short, slender silver haired girl accompanied by a tall muscular one with her hair worn short. A dragon was stabled with the pegasus. He saw them washing the dragon down. It was greyish brown until they started with the soap...
It has to be them. After all of these months looking for them, they're just -- they're coming here. And assuming they left the inn at first light this morning, we don't have more than an hour -- or less -- to prepare.
15 November 2015 @ 11:31 pm
Christopher, we have been cancelled on for tonight. I am already in the city, and so I may be a bit late at the market as there is little rush. I just thought I would write so you would not have to rush away from whatever you are doing today.
And perhaps I can see what it is?
15 November 2015 @ 09:31 pm
[Filter: Our Party]
That was... easier than I thought. A bit of sweet words, a bit of... leaning a little hard against his arm while we walked, a low cut gown with no back, and then he's making a big announcement about our next stop at breakfast?
It's a shame he's a backwards, horrible, traditional son of an evil regime that lets things like the plantation here happen. He might be a decent husband otherwise.
... not for me, of course. For someone.
Pack your bags, I suppose~ Leaving tomorrow for the most romantic spot on Riva.
15 November 2015 @ 07:13 pm
[Filter: Suaimeas, in Danaan]
Do you feel anything reaching back when you try it? I keep trying to just dive into it like Aelbhe says, to ... to reach across, but it feels like I'm hitting a brick wall. Like whoever's on the other side doesn't even know I'm trying! I know Aelbhe said they know everything, but maybe she misunderstood. Maybe the other versions of -- us don't actually know that we're trying now. Maybe they thought it would be later! Maybe they thought it would be earlier. It just feels like ... like reaching into emptiness. Into the fog.
[Filter: Franelcrew, in Trade]
Does anybody want to go walk by the citadel? I know you can't get close to it, but there's a hill in town that if you walk up, you can see all the jewels on the roof glittering just perfectly in the, um, what sunlight gets through. I can show it to you, if you want. The entire grounds around it is ... super guarded, though. I mean, not that we're going there yet, anyway.
I'm just not getting anything else done so ...
[Filter: Lydia and Loki]
Okay, believe it or not, they actually didn't do much talking at all? There was a lot of discussion of the play, I guess Lady, uh, Cassandra? hasn't seen it before so Lady Genevieve kept asking what she thought so far. And then during the intermission, Lady Cassandra got up to uh, go ... powder her nose? You know. Girl stuff.
And I guess that was the whole thing because they started talking about the church, Lady Genevieve and her guests, and they were talking about ... about some of the orphanages? I didn't realize there were so many in Norey, though I guess it sort of makes sense? And about some of the promising, um, initiates? I didn't write down a lot of the names, I'm sorry. There were a lot of them. Jason and Yvette and Lionel and Susan and ... more than that?
But anyway one of them asked Lady Genevieve about somebody named Gladwin? That was all they said, just the name. And then Genevieve said "not here" and then they kind of ... didn't talk at all, the rest of the intermission.
I think that's all I've got ...
12 November 2015 @ 04:33 am
[Filter: Irving and Loki]
Oh! Look, I think I see her! Hey, look, are you reading?? Ooh --
[a brief pause]
Yes! Your book! Open it! Not -- yes, thank you.
Look, they just walked in! There are only four, but they're headed right for that box. I do recognize that woman, I think. You both know what to do, yes? Take turns so no one gets too suspicious about one of you going missing for too long, and introduce yourselves as a personal valet. They probably won't ask for much. You might have to refill their water. They're from the church, after all, they won't be requesting wine. I think.
Remember, it's Lady Cassandra and Sister Genevieve. Take notes on anything they talk about, okay? Names, places, even if it just sounds like silly gossip!
11 November 2015 @ 09:07 pm
You would not believe how hard it is to learn anything here. So much as try and talk to the slaves -- excuse me, servants -- and they cringe back like they're expecting you to strike them! I guess after some of the other displays we've seen, they probably are.
I hate to just ... leave them here.
There's a manor with spectacular gardens southeast of here. The flower clock is apparently a particular favorite of Lady Amalda's, but it's supposed to be absolutely lovely. And supposedly they keep a mage on hire to illuminate the garden with light wisps in the evening. I thought it sounded appropriately romantic for our young paramours~
11 November 2015 @ 10:31 pm
She's been dancing and nervous like this all day! She won't sit still long enough for me to get the flight harnesses set up. Do you think she knows somehow? That... everything's about to change? That it's already changed? She never acts like this. She's usually so good.
11 November 2015 @ 08:20 pm
All Ian wants to do anymore is talk about work and he hasn't asked me about the baby and how it's coming in weeks! I know he's the Prince and I feel awful even thinking that he shouldn't focus so much on work, but at least during dinner we should be able to talk about something else, shouldn't we?
11 November 2015 @ 10:04 pm
What are they doing? They've come to kill me, and to be very effective at all they're going to have to get through my defenses. That should have kept them in my city. I almost had this strange move to visit that plantation figured out, some way to throw me off of my game. I will also admit that it worked. But these messenger birds say they're planning to go further afield? Yes, they pitched it as a tour, but I didn't expect them to dawdle. What is out there that they could possibly be interested in?
I highly doubt I scared them away.
This is so strange.
11 November 2015 @ 07:55 pm
You're running late.
11 November 2015 @ 09:50 pm
Tonight? I see! Don't you work fast?
Well, I'll do my best, but I'm not worried. I suggested yesterday that I might be able to get us tickets from a cousin with a share in the venue, and she seemed eager to accept.
She's shockingly... kind, sometimes. How can she do it and be...
Ah, well. That's neither here nor there. Tonight it is!
12 November 2015 @ 01:48 am
Well I won't say that Elyiethe wasn't suspicious. She most certainly was. I never ask for things like this! I told her that Sister Genevieve is a very influential person in the Church, and she laughed and said the Church is the last institution she expects to pull patronage from, which I suppose is very true but besides the point! But telling her that Lady Cassandra was a friend of Princess Fayre's did it. Easily! She is terribly fond of the princess. But really, aren't most people? Reasonable people, at least?
In any case I do have the tickets. Box seats for tomorrow evening. There's room for five, I do hope that's enough. I'll speak with the ushers this evening?
12 November 2015 @ 01:06 am
There is no one left in Tarra with one of these, is there? It's a pity. It's been months, now, and I often wonder what's become of the shop. We left it in such a state. And I miss my books. More than I thought I would, actually. It was over a decade's worth of work, I suppose.
[Filter: Franelcrew, in Trade]
You would think this -- new project, of sorts, would fill the gap, but it's not exactly fulfilling. Concentrating in as much quiet as we can gather, trying to sense the pulse of a thing I only barely understand -- I don't even know if I'm doing this right.
But, well. It's been three days. I doubt I'll manage anything more than I already have, here.
We're not far enough south, if this thing I have been focusing on is correct. What else could it be, though? Powerful artifacts cannot be very common, here. South and east, I think. We should find a new destination.
11 November 2015 @ 12:15 am
It's awful. It's too awful. I can't -- Princess Fayre, Prince Julian, how can your father want me to say nothing at all?? I was patrolling down a hall, just making sure everything was safe, and -- I watched Lady Amalda hit one of the servant girls -- or, well, slave girls, I suppose... ... she hit her so hard that she flew back and hit the wall. And then she apologized -- to us! To me and Dame Lizbeth! For having to see it!
The King has to be mistaken. I should have helped her. We need to help them!
I liked this place before. It smells nice and the food is so good. There are so many gardens, more beautiful than even the ones I remember. And I missed chocolate so much! But -- I don't like it, now. How long do we have to stay? Are you sure we can't do something??
10 November 2015 @ 10:12 pm
I have something for you.
We need information on someone. This someone happens to be a fan of the theater. I have someone ready to convince them they need to see your play. I need to know what showing is best for you, assuming you're still willing to work.
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