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[Dorian's making this post from some corner of the library he's claimed for himself. Piles and piles of books can be seen in the background and he also holds one in his hand although he chucks it to one side as the video starts.]

That had to be the quietest party I've ever attended. Not a single death and no one's reputation torn to shreds. Formal events such as this swearing in should have more of high society tearing into each other because how else do you get over the tedium of smiling politely all night?

I suppose the identity game was meant to be the entertainment, but that's a little too Orlesian for my tastes.

[There's a pause as he stares at something out of view, someone walking past who can't believe that he isn't trying to keep his voice down to a whisper. But they don't say anything so Dorian continues on.]

Now where was I? Ah, yes. Change is inevitable and I thought the level of technology would be the only thing I needed to get used to, but if the parties are going to be a lot less bloody then I'd like to know what else I should expect. Keep in mind personal hygiene is still optional to a large number of people back in my world. [He wrinkles his nose in distaste at the thought of people like Blackwall.]

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I thought the party was pretty cool. Didn't see a lot of people playing the game, though.

It was also my first big party here, so who knows. Maybe the next one will have a fight.

[This child is wearing a truly terrible vest and trucker hat combination.]

[This poor child, but this is also a child and therefore likely to have been dressed by someone else. Dorian judges the adult behind this.]

So you can participate as well?

[He's wondering how much of the adult he needs to play here.]

No! No way! It just kinda seems like you were bored. I'm fine with a nice quiet party, especially when there's no karaoke.

[He shudders a little. The last time he did karaoke, there were actual zombies running around.]

I didn't say nice and quiet was a bad thing.

[Or it might be, Dorian's not sure if he's relieved or disappointed. He only expected one thing and got nothing instead. It's rather anticlimactic.]

A nice, quiet party doesn't seem like it happens very often here, heh.

[Says the twelve year old who tried to get drunk on sparkling grape juice.]

So I've been told. But should I treasure this peace and quiet while it lasts or look forward to what's to come?

Take as many mini snack foods as you can and head for cover? That library looks pretty awesome, by the way.

[He glances at his surroundings.]

It only looks impressive, most of these are drivel.

[He has high standards.]

Like... romance novels?

[His voice is as disgusted as a twelve year old boy's ever gets.]

Exactly! No one needs that many in a library.

[Although his response is due more to the poor quality of most romance novels as opposed to a child's disgust over cooties.]

I guess someone has to be reading them if they have so many... People like my sister, maybe.

[All those glittery vampire books...]

Does your sister have tragically poor taste?

[Dorian may be an only child, but he can guess this is sibling dislike at work here.]

I think it's just different. Doesn't mean I have to understand it.

[He kind of admires that when Mabel goes into something, she does it wholeheartedly.]