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[For correspondence, private scenes, and anthrax.]

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[thereneverwas]

[This assertion yields a strange feeling. Is it... affront? Barrow can't shave in the morning without having stubble later that night.

He didn't work too hard to get where he is, but surely his manful body hair deserves some recognition.]

I think you'd be surprised if you saw me in the morning, Sister, [he says genially, waggling his considerable eyebrows--he might as well be a rascal and double the meaning, while they're both here.]

[okayimin]

[ The looks she gives him is entierly unimpressed. ]

I've sawed off legs that have more hair on 'em than that bit of fluff you get in the morning. Go on, how old are you then.

[thereneverwas]

[Incredulously, but still with good humor:]

Forty-nine.

[okayimin]

[ Frowns!!! ]

Well, that can't be right.

[thereneverwas]

We've all had to come to terms with some terrible things, Sister.

[okayimin]

[ She smacks his thigh, because that's the highest spot she can reach. ]

Me more than anyone it seems. How old is that Marcus then? I thought you two were the same age.

[thereneverwas]

[It could've been higher and more alarming, but Barrow still gives a start when Sawbones smacks him.]

Hey!

[He holds up his hands as if to defend himself,]

I don't know! We aren't acquainted!

[You can't just start hitting people!

Unless you're like.
Into that.]

[okayimin]

[ She'd definitely have smacked him again if he threw that last bit in. As it is, she just frowns up at him with her hands on her hips, the picture of tiny indignation. ]

Well! Now I don't know who to ask who you might know. All of them seem about as young as you, but if you ain't young at all.

[ She ponders that. ] They can't all be old or we would have more joint problems around here.

[thereneverwas]

[Incredulously,]

I have joint problems!

[He motions to himself.]

...though for what it's worth, I think I'm one of the oldest people here.

[okayimin]

[ Another prim huff, this one a dismissal. ]

Figured that was a lyrium side effect, you being a templar and all.

[ And she does consider this a moment. ]

It doesn't make a bit of sense, of course, but most things surfacers do don't make sense, so I suppose it all fits at least. Now this is just going to bother me.

[thereneverwas]

[A touch testily,]

It's from being strapped to a fucking rack for the better part of a week, glad you remembered.

[He's not that mad-- it's just a sore spot, much like his knees. And wrists. And elbows...]

I s'pose you've got a lot to think about now.

[okayimin]

Of course, I remember that. You got field aid on the spot, but couldn't get proper healing til you got back to Riftwatch, then we had the Abomination and you haired off from bed rest.

[ She waves off the prospect of thinking. ]

That won't do much good, since I obviously can't tell top nor bottom from you lot. I'll just have to ask.

[thereneverwas]

What a struggle.

[He's somewhat less sympathetic than he was, having somehow been shamed himself while, however vaguely, trying to shame her.
It always ends up this way, somehow.]

Well. Hopefully you won't have to deal with more possessed unmentionables, at least.