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[no_justice]

 Death is sitting at the bar, eating a curry.


Delicious curry.

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[forgottenmotley]

He considers this for a moment. He's danced with Death before... well poked it. If not this Death... but sometimes you have to know when to back off. Even fools know that.

Which is why he gives a short whistle and the puppy gives the leg a longing look but trots over to his master and flop next to him. He has an exceptionally forlorn look on his little puppy face. SAD PUPPY.

The Fool gives Death a look of 'see what you did' but there's also a hint of laughter about his mouth and definitely in his eyes.

[no_justice]

Thank you.

Death would return the look, but... Death doesn't have a good face for facial expressions.

[forgottenmotley]

And then because he has the attention span of a gnat sometimes the Fool gets back up onto his chair and says, "I've not seen you before. I've seen Death before but not you. Your version of you."

The thing about the dog and leg bones appears to have been utterly forgotten with this new, more interesting subject.

[no_justice]

Though I have met many fools, Death says, this is my first time meeting you.

[forgottenmotley]

"I'm not just any fool. I'm the Fool," he says as a mater of professional and identifying pride.

He then points to the puppy. "And that's Jocundus."