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"Ahh good point. We can do a lot with a little." If all you wanted to do was live comfortably then slowly learning the Mysteries and manipulating events around you wouldn't be too hard. But that'd be giving in.
"That's the ideal ya, putting aside everything but what we are. But it's hard to do, we're still stuck here." A hand motions to the restaurant and really the world. The Lie pervades everything.
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"Aye, we are. Doesn't mean we are meant to, though." Miach replied. The world wasn't so bad. But he remembered too the vividness, the feeling of actually living, of genuineness that had oberwhelmed him during his own Mystery Play... It just couldn't compare.
"Just a couple of hurdles to overcome, is all..." he said with a thin smile and a shrug that admitted it might be a slight understatement, perhaps.
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"Ha a few" Arthur's grins plays the opposite to Miach's thin smile. "But hey if we didn't have something to fight against what would we be doing?" Either it'd be the same but with less fear of insane mage gods or a shitshow.
Want to wrap?
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"Perhaps we'd be having more steaks and beers..." Miach said in a tone that implied gluttony. "How nice it would be !" and he put both hands on his belly, smiling.
Ready to, indeed.
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Arthur grins. "Ha we can have those anytime."
Good scene!
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