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[X] “I'm afraid that's a clan secret, you have to be adopted or marry in to find out.” ((())) “You'd have to marry in or be adopted to find out,” you reply, “It's a clan secret, I'm afraid.” “Are you serious?” Michael asks with some amusement. “Quite,” you say with a nod, “It's nothing that...

[x] "How is easy: the demand for competent, trustworthy service is almost unlimited, and one opportunity begets another. My intentions are as they have ever been: to secure a safe and prosperous future for my domain, my people, and my family — however those may expand." ((())) “That's simple,”...

[X] Fancy Dress ((())) Mary is more than happy to help you pull out a nice dress that is reasonable to move in, and you have to admit that one of the upsides to not growing much anymore, is that you haven't had to worry about changing dress sizes like some of the other girls have. “One of...

[x] I...don't know whether to be flattered she'd go that far for you and me or just sad she'd even have to consider it at all. I wish she didn't have any reason to. ((())) “I'm not sure if I should be flattered she'd go that far for us,” you say, shifting around sideways on Morgan's lap so you...

[X] Go full ham, hands drawn up under chin and eyes wide - "Is it a pony?" - [x] *Gasp* "Or a Pony Warriors plushie?" - [x] *Another Gasp* "No, wait, you've convinced the Odd Taste to start franchising across the 'sphere." - [x] *Yet Another Gasp* "No, wait, you've got a Morgan for me?" ((()))...

[x] We can be honest. The man's politics were deluded, personally he was a scumbag, and treason typically bears a death sentence for a reason. But he was slippery enough for the last years to avoid anything overt that would incriminate himself enough to justify further action against him. He's...

[X] "It is regrettable that whoever took this action could not arrange to see him delivered properly to the courts to see justice done in the light instead of with a dagger in the dark. Mostly because his death leaves little chance to determine the depths of his crimes that may have had no...

AN: First update I'm cross-posting here. Seemed like a decent number to start on. ((())) “Your highness.” Katrina looked up from the memo she'd been reading during breakfast, to see Simon Johnson standing in the doorway of her quarters, a security team moving a cart with what looked like a...

I'm not sure how long it'll take to port the whole bloody thing over here, or even if I want to try to start moving the *whole thing*, but I can start posting new updates here, at least. Here's the original thread, from SB...