Celtic Literature and Civilisation Lesson 16

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Camulus looks tired and drawn.

"Work period for your project today. Feel free to ask any questions or run ideas by me."

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Beka arrived looking a bit frazzled, as though she'd been running, because of course she had. "Phoebe's sick. Bel's taken her to the clinic. I've got to go. But it's not because I hate you. I'm just not actually taking this class."

She smiled and looked apologetic. "Get some rest, Cam. You look tired."

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Camulus doesn't bother to hide his surprise at her concern. "Go, go, of course. Make sure they take care of themselves. Let me know if there's anything I can do."

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Beka gave him her most winsome smile. "Don't look so surprised. I snark because I can. Not because I hate."

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He smiles, but it's a tired smile. "Always a comfort, ghraidh."

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His obvious tiredness troubled her. Since Han was busy with classwork, she walked over to the desk. "I have a few minutes, if you... well, if you'd like some company."

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He pats the corner of the desk, indicated that she could sit. "With you, Beka? Always. Sometimes . . . well, sin ma tha e."

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Arching an eyebrow and waiting long enough to make it clear she sat because she wanted, not because she'd been given permission, Beka leaned against the desk. "Sin ma tha e? New one. What's it mean?"

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"Oh. It means, 'that's the way it is'. At least the mun is fairly sure and is too tired to get up and get out her notes. More or less." He smiles a bit lopsidedly. "An expression of resignment, if you will."

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Beka frowned, then pouted playfully. "And here I thought it was another endearment." Should I be worried, Cam? Lopsided smiles are...not exactly your style.

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"Gaelic is the language of love, a ghraidh," Camulus replied. "Remind me to serenade you some time." I'm so tired only one side of my mouth works. You'll never see it again.

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"You can sing?" Her eyes sparkled with mirth. "You are full of surprises." Pity that. Not that I had anything in mind.

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"I'm out of practice, but the talent is there," he replies modestly. "It's a trait I regard very highly. Any host body I choose would have to have some degree of proficiency." Maybe I was too quick to dismiss the phenomena then.

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"Maybe I'll take you up on the serenade then," she said, not unkindly. It was...sweet.

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"Then maybe I'll actually follow through," he replies, unusually serious. "I do so enjoy our conversations, a ghraidh." I'm not entirely sure 'sweet' is an adjective I'd like to be called.

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"I was right. You're not well. Serenades occur in public. Someone might think you cared for me. I understand there's some interesting singing going on at Caritas," she chided. "And so. Resigned? To what?" Nor I and it seems to be being applied with increasing frequency. Gah.

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Camulus tilts his head. "Resigned? I have resigned myself to life." He waves a hand vaguely around the room. "I had hundreds of servant jump to do my every bidding at the slightest gesture. Palaces. Armies. But do you know what bothers me more than the lack of these things?" He leans forward. "The fact that I do not miss them. Life here is so much more . . . entertaining. Fun, even." Aww, muffin.

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Beka's mouth twisted into a wry smile. "So, the problem in a nutshell, is that you're happy. Even at peace?" Call me that again and you'll be wearing that snake around your neck. Like a noose.

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"Precisely. I'm the villain. I'm not supposed to be happy. Or at peace. Especially not in the midst of the Tau'ri of all people." What about cupcake?

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Beka shrugged. "Write a different ending. The Tau'ri aren't so bad. And some of us are not Tau'ri." *growls*

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"Hmm, breaking the rules," he mused. "That's something we villains are allowed to do. If we put it that way . . ." He waves a hand. "And I've come to realise the Tau'ri aren't so bad. Look at me, I'm concerned for the welfare of at least three of them. None of whom I'm considering for a new host." *innocent smile* Problem, punkin? Honeycakes? Sugarpie?

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"Now you're thinking like a true villain," she teased. "Bring the rest of the Gou'ald to their knees by...gasp...winning over the Tau'ri instead of by killing them off. Devious, darling." Another pout, another wink. "Not host material? I'm hurt." I have a new plasma rifle. It could have your name on it. *glares*

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"It's genius. Between you and Angelus I'll be unstoppable," he says with a smirk, and pulls a small black book out of his desk and pretends to scribble something down. "And I really prefer male hosts - as you can see - or else Beka, ghraidh, you'd be first on my list for, ahem, implantation." Always a flirt, aren't you?

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"Awww - too bad he's gone. He might be amused by the idea of you between him and me. I'll have to do." Beka smirked, arch. "I feel so special." *rolls eyes* Violence as porn. I really need to get to liking boyscouts. Or not.

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"You should," he replied with a smirk, affecting an arch godlike voice. "We do not dispense our affections lightly." But isn't this so much more fun than any boy scout? Well, except for the 'always prepared' bit . . .

[[And I'll be in my bunk. Serious. I need sleep almost as badly as I need a higher wordcount.]]