Lupus In Fabula

[Reeves]

Boring, bland or pointless. She'd just gone ahead and summed up this entire event for him and not even on purpose. "I'm not familiar with the way your people dance. You also ruin the beauty of simple things with flamboyance." Clearly he held the excessively opulent and pompous nature of her people in contempt. And it was unlikely that would ever change. The Outcasts were masters in one art in particular, and that was ruining the nuance of things with philosophical drivel that went nowhere. That, or vapid assertions of superiority which were rendered meaningless in the face of a loaded gun.

"Pick us another crowd or move us closer to the music. You're the lady, so you get to decide." The contempt faded a little to make way for manners. It was absolutely still there simmering under the surface and would reemerge if provoked. But for now he was trying to actually enjoy his time here with her and ignore the fact they were extremely different people back in the real world.

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