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A monkey wanders into the Bar, picking its teeth and singing loudly in Chinese. Picking its teeth with its feet, because it's walking on its hands.
The monkey is wearing a bright saffron robe, and waving a short metal baton around with his tail.
Na Mo A Mi Tuo Fo
Ba Ni Chi De Gei Wo
Wo Shi Yi Ge Hou Zi
Ni Yao Gei Wo Chi Shi?
The monkey is wearing a bright saffron robe, and waving a short metal baton around with his tail.
Na Mo A Mi Tuo Fo
Ba Ni Chi De Gei Wo
Wo Shi Yi Ge Hou Zi
Ni Yao Gei Wo Chi Shi?
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"Are you keeping time with that? Or looking for something to bludgeon?"
Raven gestures toward the baton.
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"By trickery, perhaps? Or the dragon's poor luck?"
He is ready to duck should it be required.
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"That is the best way to get something, yes."
Particularly when one convinces people that a thing is a gift. This is rewarding on several levels.
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"You wear that shape well. And I am well enough, I think. A little restless, perhaps. But it is no surprise."
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"I cannot number my transformations in so orderly a fashion. I forget too many of them."
He blinks.
"Smiting is a thing I am trying not to do, of late. Save for metaphorically."
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So much scribbly-eyed awe that he doesn't even steal and devour Anthy's plate of octopus dumplings, which she politely offers to Monkey.
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Anthy's beaming. "Thank you. Maybe someday you'll lose the crown."
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Anthy doesn't. Because she's not a monkey.
"What does it want you to do?"
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