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[ Kitty's voice is a little strained. ]

Right, so...Hullo, Kitty here. And we've already had a bit of input on glorious-war and glorious-war-but-do-be-careful-about-it-because-the-Russians-are-a-bit-scary, and at this point everyone's probably like shut it won't you. But for anyone who's still out there and still listening, just...

This is hard for us. We've lost our friends. That's scary. But remember that no real harm has been done yet. They've been kidnapped, but no one's been killed. The situation right now is not that bad. But it has the potential to get so much worse if we let loose our anger. Remember, the weapons in the Russians' possession - and in the Americans' - can scorch the earth. Kill everyone. Everyone. It won't just be us who go if we escalate this war: it'll also be the little kids in the school down the street from you, and the girl who always remembers your order at the malt shop, and the bloody...puppies in the animal shelter.

So those of you who are thinking that it's time to go burn down Russian cities, or join up with the army as they march to destroy our enemies - close your eyes and think of the entire baskets of puppies and kittens that'll get scorched into nothing but atoms when this war gets stepped up and the bombing starts. Okay? So instead, maybe let's give thought to negotiation. Forgiveness. Stepping down the violence. Some of the kidnapped have gotten word out - I bet you anything they'll agree.

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[ She grunts. ]

Where I'm from, magicians were essentially superheroes, once upon a time. Until they turned their fame and respect and power into a dictatorship.

Smart magicians.

[ A loud scoff at that. ]

Don't start.

[ said with the grin of someone who knows EXACTLY what he's going to start, ] Don't start what?

Don't start in with praising that lot of - emotionally crippled slave-owners just to make me angry.

If I existed in your world, I'd more than likely be one of those emotionally crippled slave-owners to begin with! I can't help it if I admire their opportunism.

Well, that depends. Would your parents have sold you?

What the hell does that have to do with anything? If you expect me to go on some tangent about how mummy never loved me or anything cliche like that, I'm afraid you'll have to at least buy me a drink.

[ A sigh - a little windier than is strictly called for. ]

That's how magicians become magicians. Their parents sell them to the government when they're kids.

So...boarding school but with compensation? [ because Dorian's still not getting this 'sell them to the government' thing, he'll get there eventually. ]

No. They don't go home. It's literally selling the kids to the government.

In that case, I feel so sorry for the government employees who have to deal with all those brats.

[ Ugh. ]

So would they have? Sold you.

Probably! And I wouldn't have blamed them in the slightest.

[ ...ugh. She'd been hoping for more than that. ]

Really. So what were they like?

Like all children of upper-class parents in the 1800s, I was a little bit of a latchkey kid.

[ She shakes her head. ]

What does that mean?

Mummy and Daddy really didn't give a damn about tiny Dorian.

Okay, but in what way? There are lots of different ways to not give a damn.

Again, if you want to know, buy me a drink first! Can't we go back to arguing about war or something?

No. Now I'm interested in this. Come by and get a drink and we can talk.

[ Dorian sighs, like it's the most aggravating thing in the world, before ] First round's on you.

[ because he really doesn't wanna talk about his childhood, Kitty's gotta be buying the drinks for him to be less sulky. ]

[ Dorian, why don't you just not talk to her, then... ]

Sure. I'll have it waiting for you. What do you feel like this time? Another gin and tonic?

[ but free booze! and talking! He really likes talking about himself. and lbr here, is probably just gonna try and wheedle as much free booze out of Kitty without telling her any sort of details. ]

With extra gin.

Excuse you. I take pride in my work, thanks. I put in as much gin as necessary for there to be a proper balance.

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