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[thirtybits]

"This is Judah's voicemail, no need to leave your number, I'll reply as soon as I can."



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[thirtybits]

'Fingers of demonic wallpaper'? [Another laugh as he shakes his head.] I'm worse than that. And even if I can't cause someone trouble, it's just not right to bother people who have far better in store.

[depicted]

[Dorian lifts his chin.] I don't recall inviting you to disagree. Should the opportunity ever arise, you shall meet Oscar Wilde. It would make me happy, and for that reason if no other I would expect you both to comply.

[why does anyone even put up with him.]

[thirtybits]

[The order actually only makes him laugh more, and Judas has to cover his mouth to stop it getting out of control.]

I'm afraid whatever may be the right thing, I would want to meet him anyway.

[depicted]

[Dorian bats his shoulder to scold his laughter, but Dorian's own smile is bright.] It's always a wonderful thing when you accept your place on the sinner's side.

[thirtybits]

[Judas leans to the side to push his shoulder into Dorian's arm lightly.] Don't I always?

[depicted]

Sometimes, you get the most unbearably dull ideas about doing the right thing. It's incredibly irksome.

[thirtybits]

You can try to do the right thing and be a sinner all at once, I've never switched teams. Ah, except asking to go to Heaven, but, as you already know, that was a mistake, so. Just a small blip.

[depicted]

I refuse to accept that. Everything in the world has always told me that sinners have more fun, and I won't have you insisting otherwise.

[thirtybits]

Of course they do, I never argued against that!

[depicted]

Then you need to begin living up to expectations.

[thirtybits]

Well, I also never said all sinners do. There's always the exception...

[depicted]

We can find someone else to be the exception.

[thirtybits]

No, it's better this way. A traitor with a spine is a dangerous thing for everyone.

[depicted]

You say that as if I haven't seen yours straighten up myself. [He taps the offending vertebrae.] You can't pretend with me, Judah.