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MALEKITH THE ACCURSED

INMATE OF THE S.F.S. PEREGRINE

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( Tickle his pride why don't you. ) Some billion years lived will obtain lasting suffixes, one imagines. Surely someone so keen will unfold their own opinions soon enough.

You'll forgive me that I elide it.

( He thinks this is far less a power play than one might be hoping for. Not once has Malekith insisted or cared for the names placed upon him by other people; it almost rewards a chuckle and what a shame it is that Silco was not present to hear it. ) It is of no concern to me.

Good.

[ absence makes it easier to tell: that old whom. there is ever a choice in address. ]

Welcome to the Peregrine, Malekith.

( No, there is no choice but there are however ways to demand it. Malekith debates; considers. ) You speak as someone whose been here some time.

Between a month and a billion years.

I doubt it the latter. Tell me, what do you think of this redemption they speak?

Wrapping a coffin doesn't render it a present.

Present, no. Opportunity perhaps.

Those aren't given, only created.

Quite so.

( Look at them, two very talkative and giving individuals. )

I've a proposal. The Chapel, half an hour's time.

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