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Asmodean is sitting calmly in a well-cushioned chair. He is reading the Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge.

His harp rests nearby.

Come by and discuss literature with him.

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Hello again.

The bard glanced up from the book. His voice cool, and dry.

"Good evening, Raven."

No music this evening?

[ooc: Sorry, my internet connection died]

[OOC: Must call slowtime, as the mun has to go. Will pick up tomorrow.]

[ooc: If you like. Or we could just converse another time.]

"What up, sai?"

Lilly smiles at him.

"No emo harpage tonight, huh?"

Asmodean glances up from the book.

"Long days and pleasant nights, Lady Lilly."

He had remembers the greeting Cuthbert gave. He paused and motioned to the book.

"No, I felt the need to read some poetry and Bar provided."

Lilly eyes the book.

"Coleridge? Isn't he the guy who couldn't spell rhyme? And wrote about people who only drank bottled water or something?"

Asmodean let out a slight sigh.

"I believe that you are referring to the Rime of the Ancient Mariner."

"Water, water everywhere, get this bard a drink," Lilly replies, smiling. "Got it in one. So you like the poetry, huh?"

Asmodean raised his eyebrows.

"It is a habit that I picked up from a companion of mine. She liked to read poetry."

A distance appeared in his eyes.

"Is this a companion you fed to monsters or one whose blood you boiled?"

Asmodean shook his head.

"No, I stabbed her with a blade of air."

Lilly nods.

"You certainly get around, Jaz. So, have you ever dated anyone you haven't killed in some nasty yet inventive way?"

Asmodean thought for a moment.

"I do not believe so..."

He paused.

"Would you like to go out for coffee, Lady Lilly?"

"Thanks, but you're not even on my list of people I'd want to date, or people I'd want to have kill me. Better luck next time, sai."

Asmodean shrugged slightly, and turned his eyes to the book. His voice is so very calm.

"You crush me, Lady Lilly."

"Like your friend who threw you down the steps? Does that mean we're best buds now too? If so, I guess I'll be seeing you later, buddy!"

Lilly grins impishly and wanders off again.

Suddenly, a fish (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/5629678.html?thread=232906990#t232947182) smacks the book out of his hand.

The book and fish sprawl across the floor.

Asmodean glances around awkwardly... Somehow, this occuring while he was reading Rime of the Ancient Mariner seemed vaguely... ironic.

Glancing around and seeing neither rime or reason for the fish's entrance. He made a quick flipping gesture with his hand sending the fish sailing.

The fish goes flying off towards... (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/5638733.html?thread=232974669#t232974669)

Random smiles.
"Hello Lord Bard. I've a poem for you, if you've a moment."
He's had it stuck in his head since yesterday, too. It's been driving him up the wall.

Asmodean nodded calmly. Those dark eyes. Watching.

"Of course, Lord Random."

He paused.

"By all means, do share."

He takes a deep breath, and speaks.
Random's been speaking publicly since he was born, and he has the voice for it. A light tenor.
"It's a more optimistic than your chosen canticle, of course. But I've always found it encouraging:"

There is something about Death
Like love itself!
If with some one with whom you have known passion,
And the glow of youthful love,
You also, after years of life
Together, feel the sinking of the fire,
And thus fade away together,
Gradually, faintly, delicately,
As it were in each other’s arms,
Passing from the familiar room—
That is a power of unison between souls
Like love itself!

Asmodean considered for a moment. His dark eyes glanced away in thought.

"I like that verse."

The bard said much.

Random smiles.
"The Spoon River Anthology. By Edgar Lee Masters. Interesting piece."
He sighs, slipping back into his own voice.

Asmodean considered for a moment. Dark eyes again on Random.

"I suppose it might be."

Random nods.
"I'm afraid I have to be going. I'll bid you good night."

Asmodean nodded.

"Good evening, Lord Random."

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