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Dear Mr Curly,
I have done little travelling lately because I have been so dreadfully weary. Can it be true as the old Ecclesiastes said; that all things lead to weariness? Surely not. Perhaps the opposite is true: that all nothings lead to weariness. I have a peculiar feeling, Curly, that I am worn out from something I haven't yet done and the more I don't do it, the more exhausted I become. How strange. Could it be something I haven't realised? Perhaps it's something I haven't said? Something I haven't finished! It must be very large and true whatever it is and a lively struggle in the doing but I look forward to it immensely. I know I need it. First, however, I must curl up in my chair and sleep deeply with the duck. Perhaps I'll dream of this thing and wake up refreshed and do it. My fond wishes to you Mr. Curly, and to all Curly Flat.
Yours sleepily,
Vasco Pyjama
xxx
P.S. Not having breakfast can make you weary. That's for sure!
Michael Leunig. The Curly Pyjama Letters.

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Fair enough. Is that 'sitting behind you' as in you've completed it?
Lunise was not uplifted by Meesei's attempt to lighten the situation. "There are many people I have judged in my lifetime, Meesei. That werewolf was not one I believed deserved death. Punishment, certainly, but not death. It was an unfortunate outcome."

She stared at the sheets. "He took us by surprise. We left his cabin, my guards and myself, after confronting him about lycanthropy. He denied everything. Perhaps it was because we threatened to turn him in to the Leyawiin guard, perhaps it was because I tried to intimidate him, he burst out of the building while we had our backs turned and bit the neck from one of my entourage." She blinked twice. "He charged me. I conjured a bound spear into my hands and drove it through his heart, letting the other end dig into the ground. The creature's long arms caught my leg and raked through my uniform. I was bedridden for several days, carefully curing myself." Her tone was disconnected. "A pity. When his wife and children emerged and witnessed the aftermath, they did not know anything about the clans, in spite of their own lycanthropy."

Lunise's voice took a small turn for the strict. "It was not that man's place to assault us. All the same, I failed to properly estimate a werewolf's capabilities. I could have paralysed him, or drained his strength, or any manner of less fatal measures. I reacted by reflex. Divines damned rash Imperials..."
Being that Meesei was giving attention to Lunise's back and shoulders, she remained laying on her front, but she turned her head such that she could speak properly.

"I would not call it pain, precisely," Lunise said. She breathed deep and relaxed under Meesei's fingers. "It was a harrowing experience, make no mistake. I was simply trying to be sensitive to your impression of it." Lunise ran her thumb over her fingertips on one hand. Her voice lowered into regret. "A werewolf claw inflicted that wound. The same werewolf died by my hand. It was not even a feral werewolf; merely one living near a town close to Leyawiin. It was my first encounter with one of you transformed."

Lunise paused to gauge Meesei's thoughts on the matter.
Thanks! Yeah, well the start date of my new job was predicated on when I expected to graduate anyway, but to say it's a relief could never be overstated.

Have you still got study going on?
I'm heading off for a tabletop game now. I'll say g'night here.

Also, sorry for the short posts. Lunise is being coy for a reason and there's not much else for her to do except be coaxed out of it.
While Lunise narrowed her eye at Meesei by way of recognising her gaze, she wrapped an arm around the pillow and blinked her eye down.

"You lycans...you see victory in combat as proud achievements, don't you?" She asked in a sad voice, almost rhetorically. Her leg slid to curl a fraction. "Is the true same when the kill is itself a lycanthrope?"
Lunise did not respond except to slowly breathe against the pillow. Meesei's story apparently went unheard. That was, until Meesei stopped. Lunise's head rolled to one side just enough for her to peek through her hair at Meesei with one blue eye. "And how did you all survive that, pray tell?" half of her mouth asked.
Multitasking was not an easy prospect when removing a Thalmor uniform. Lunise did her best to help Meesei with the different cords and knots during their amorous escalation. Lunise even untied her braids to let her blonde hair flow free and naturally. Without other words, she assumed they were settling in for the evening.

Meesei's question caused Lunise's heavy breathing to halt and her entire body to still itself. She looked Meesei in the eyes and then pulled away enough to peer down at the lines that made up her scar. She swallowed so she could speak clearly.

"It is distracting, isn't it?" Lunise said sadly. She sighed and slumped against the bed, closing her eyes on a pillow. Her ears poked up from between her scattered hair. "Do you truly wish to know, Meesei?" She asked, muffled and blunt. "It is not a pleasant memory, much less one that puts me in the mood to make love."

Her hidden face made it hard to tell whether she was merely annoyed by the memory or if there was something deeper. The scar told of a vicious wound either way.
"I shall keep it in my mind," Lunise said.

When Meesei undressed herself, Lunise watched on as comfortably as anyone who had been as close to Meesei. "I admit, my occupations left not as much time for leisure in the places I have travelled. I could show you some places, however. I could introduce you to what a High Elven standard enjoys." Her lips lingered on the last syllable, showing a small smile. "I assisted a mission to High Rock and found many beautiful sights there. I could show you the parts of Anequina that you only find when living there for long enough. The festivities and the like. Not to mention, there are many more places to enjoy on the Summerset Isles than simply Alinor."

Lunise reached across Meesei's the top of Meesei's thighs and pulled her legs over her lap. With her other hand, she slid her arm around Meesei's back and pulled her close. "Getting bored with our time together shan't be a worry for the foreseeable future." Her eyes went down and up. "Unless you insist on not allowing me to undress you."
I don't remember it being mentioned that Logos inherited Vowzra's purview over time. You could unlock the portfolio manually, I guess? I was just speaking in terms of time as it plays into the greater structure of physics. You can't really separate the two completely without breaking either one. Certainly, you wouldn't be able to pull off stopping all time everywhere without at least having Vowzra's level of control over it. It's all speculation, really.

EDIT: If Toun felt like making something especially clockwork, I'd hit you up for descriptions and such, sure! Though, I imagine that kind of stuff is more Kinesis' jam, even with BBeast now being her player. She's most likely to make stuff like that.
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