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 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.]]