stones of farspeech; post-age event

[scourgingstars]

So.

[Have you ever heard someone so unbelievably angry they've looped around to an affectation of calm pleasantries? Now you have.]

Shall we all collectively agree to never speak of the prior month again? Or, failing that, I advise anyone who spoke to me to swiftly forget you did so for your own good.

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[a_shadow]

I don't know what you're talking about.

[scourgingstars]

Perfect.

[a_shadow]

Unfortunately, I doubt everyone will have your good sense.

[scourgingstars]

I find that others rarely do. Terrible, terrible shame.

[a_shadow]

Are you talking in general? Because I'll need evidence in that case.

[scourgingstars]

Do I not put forth an impression of someone who knows exactly what he's doing at any and all times?

[okay ardyn now you're just being a jackass]

Perhaps I need to work on that.

[a_shadow]

Oh, well, it's just that I don't like taking things on faith like that. You know how it is.

[scourgingstars]

I know stunningly well how suicidally idiotic it is to take things at face value, certainly.

[a_shadow]

Right. But don't feel bad, I doubt that everyone I know thinks I always know what I'm doing either.

[scourgingstars]

I shall make my best effort not to be too brokenhearted over it.

[a_shadow]

Good, I'd hate to have to listen to a sob story about it.