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Date: Feb 13
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[Anyway.]

WANTED-- Lodging in a respectable rooming or boarding house, with a strong desire for the latter. The following accommodations must be met: No animals kept indoors; No children; No fellow tenants who might be susceptible to the vices of liquor, betting, or marriage. The room must be clean, quiet, private, and immediately available. A locking door is most preferable.

Prospective tenant is an educated man of science accustomed to long hours, with little taste for parlor games.

Make your reply here. References to be waived for the sake of expediency and convenience ONLY, and may be requested upon inspection of the premises.

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How magnanimous of you.

I am not unreasonable, John.

Of course not. I don't exactly keep you only for your pithy commentary and the offal on your shoes.

Which reminds me. Have you at least changed out of those terribly dour scraps?

[Speaking of offal.]

Obviously.

Oh, thank goodness for small mercies. I'm dressed wonderfully myself, thank you for asking.

What a comfort that must be to you.

What is truly a comfort to know that, even in a strange world where magic and fantastical creatures are a reality, the local color remains the same.

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[A sharp look and a grunt of acknowledgement isn't possible through text. But—]

Quite.

[—almost gets the same point across.]

Then, as it is comparable to our world - I expect you to find your momentum soon.

[ one man's "cheer up" is another man's ultimatum ]

You are, as always, the picture of reassurance and warmth.

But, of course. My mother had a strong hand in raising me up, after all. It's only natural you feel that way. For out of everyone here, I am the only one who understands you.

[Now there is a truly mortifying thought.]

I regret to inform you that you understand me even less than these imbeciles do.

Pellinore, there is absolutely nothing about you that I am not able to flay open and see for the meat and bone it is.

[ :9 ]

Were you able to see any scrap of sinew as something beyond simple confirmation for what you already believe, I might agree.

But we both know you are no scientist, John.

Why would I ever want to be a scientist? You make it seem like such a miserable existence.

I'll take being a skilled anatomist and infinitely more flexible any old day.

Ah. And now we see who lacks the imaginative faculty necessary to truly understand anything beyond your own impulses. You cannot be both satisfied and know everything, Kearns. The two concepts are wholly counter intuitive.

Humanity is the grotesque sum of our most base impulses, Pellinore. We've just tricked ourselves into thinking we have some sort moral high ground. It's a bit like trying to use both your head and your heart at the same time, old friend. Something's bound to burst.

Matters of the heart have nothing to do with it. Your presupposition that it does is precisely the difficulty your philosophy must first overcome to warrant any credibility.

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You can't hear me, but I am currently having a proper laugh at your expense.

"Nothing to do with it", oh ha.

I fail to see what's so funny.

Dearest Pellinore, I didn't ask you to admit your failure to me but I am tickled that you would offer it up so readily.

You are being very close minded, John.

[Which is the sickest burn he can think of for the likes of Kearns.]

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