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Paul."They only found a narrow opening on one side of the building, and in there it stank like they'd found the collection point of all Roman sewage." Welcome to ancient Rome. <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/wipquote" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#WipQuote</a>

Paul.Oona looked at her brothers and shook her head. "They should read more books." "I heard that," Mick commented. "Johanna makes me read books. I read so many books that I dream about books!" "You should read books that matter," Oona said. Johanna raised her eyebrows. "And what makes you think that my books don't matter?" The young witch sighed. "If they did, Mick would know more about ghosts, and why ghosts don't leave footprints." <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/wipquote" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#WipQuote</a> <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/hilda" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Hilda</a> <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/wickedwitch" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#WickedWitch</a>

Paul."... They never mentioned suffering from anything. Well, we didn't see them often enough for that, but still… Being found dead, with your face in your breakfast is… bad." <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/wipquote" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#WipQuote</a>

Paul.No context: "My partner asked you a simple question. A simple answer will do, but make it an honest one. We'll know it if you lie. If you lie, or you refuse to answer, I will go into your head and get the answer. Just be aware that this won't be a pleasant experience for me, so I won't make this pleasant for you either." <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/breen" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Breen</a> <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/wipquote" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#WipQuote</a>

Paul....it was a grand distraction for them to be around people who were not all over them, but had something interesting to say about their own work. Even if interesting and understandable lived in two opposite corners. 🤣 <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/wipquote" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#WipQuote</a> <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/breen" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Breen</a>

Paul."Breen, please meet Craz Iman. Craz Iman, please meet Sius Breen." Yeah, you guessed it. <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/wipquote" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#WipQuote</a> <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/breen" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Breen</a>.

Paul.Tana Gloa looked around at the others. "_I_ did not raise her to be like that," she said defensively. <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/wipquote" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#WipQuote</a> <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/breen" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Breen</a>

Paul."I'm proud of you, Inui Kue." "That makes two of us, Sius Breen. I'm pretty proud of me too." He winked. <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/wipquote" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#WipQuote</a> <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/breen" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Breen</a>

Paul."Ehmmm... Kue... what am I doing?" <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/wipquote" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#WipQuote</a> <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/breen" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Breen</a> In the category "Things you don't want to hear your girlfriend say."

Paul....if Lapsi couldn't trace you, you were nowhere. <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/wipquote" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#WipQuote</a> <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/breen" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Breen</a>

Paul.Their new environment was quite a change from the clean metallic room they had just left. Whether or not it was an improvement was open for debate, but 'no' was most likely to win. <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/wipquote" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#WipQuote</a> <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/breen" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Breen</a>

Paul.Breen looked at him and then stuck up an index finger. "What does that mean?" Kue curiously asked. "It means that you can forget that. It is a gesture the Earth planet people sometimes make, although I am never sure which finger they use..." <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/wipquote" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#WipQuote</a> <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/breen" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Breen</a> <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/reading" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Reading</a>

Paul.(Breen and Kue, in a cafetaria) "That looks interesting," Kue said, pointing at a mass of pink goo. "Enjoy looking at it, but don't go near it. You won't like the smell," she warned him. He tried it anyway. "I will never ignore your warnings again," he said, after hastily pulling back his head. <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/wipquote" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#WipQuote</a> <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/breen" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Breen</a>

Paul.I just have to. Another bit which came out too good: She shoved the package in his hands. "Go on, open it. I did bring it for you," she encouraged Kue. "No no. No squeezing the present. You have me for that. Just open it." <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/wipquote" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#WipQuote</a> <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/breen" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Breen</a> <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/reading" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Reading</a>

Paul.Kue felt a few hairs in his neck move. "How can something be just _a bit_ illegal? What are you thinking of? Come on, Breen, tell me." "We could [cuts out spoiler]. And then we could-" "[cuts out same spoiler]? That is, as you say, a _bit_ illegal," Kue interrupted her. "Actually that would be considered a lot illegal." <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/wipquote" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#WipQuote</a> <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/breen" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Breen</a> <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/reading" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Reading</a>

Paul.Breen suddenly stopped doing what she was doing, and turned to him. "What is it?" "What is what?" She pointed a dripping spoon at him. "You keep looking at me." "You don't like that? Also, your spoon is making a mess on the floor. I'll clean that later, just don't slip on it." <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/wipquote" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#WipQuote</a> <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/breen" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Breen</a>

Paul."...would you like to spend the night here? I have a very uncomfortable bed for two." <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/wipquote" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#WipQuote</a> <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/breen" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Breen</a> <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/nocontext" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#NoContext</a>

Paul."Here. Look at this." Kue saw red and blue dots on a small map, but couldn't work out what he was looking at. "That's quite nice, Breen, but the arrangement of colours is a bit boring. What is it?" <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/wipquote" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#WipQuote</a> <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/breen" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Breen</a> <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/writing" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Writing</a>

Paul."Hmm. Hah. Yes. Hmm." Typical Kue thinking-sounds, Breen chuckled to herself. After a while the sounds stopped. "I think we could do that." He looked at her as if she just had to agree. "Do what?" "Go there." "Go where? Kue, remember, I can't read minds." <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/wipquote" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#WipQuote</a> <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/breen" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Breen</a> <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/writing" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Writing</a>

Paul.Kue's eyes opened wide. "But that is not legal." Lapsi gave him a long look. "So?" <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/wipquote" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#WipQuote</a> <a class="hashtag" href="https://fedi.nlpagan.net/tag/snort" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#Snort</a>

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