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“Oh, I’m sorry. That’s privileged information.”
Rumor has it that when you were infected with the cheetah virus you had a spiny penis. Is that true?
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“You’ve been a wonderful addition to my family and I’m so glad I met you here. I know I can always come to you for fun times or in times of need and I love you with both my hearts.”
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Koschei, a glutton for attention, now scratches the nape of his neck and smiles in hapless disbelief at Ophelia’s tender admission.
“I love you too, Button.”
The nickname’s born effortlessly, a reference to her tiny nose and doll face.
“Did you know there’s a heroine in Shakespeare with your name?”
“You brought light into my life. You chased away all the darkness. I loved you and I will never forget the distance between what I was and what I am. I owe more to you than I could ever say. How you see the man behind the monster I will never know.”
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“ … . That’s all I ever wanted to hear from you and yet I’m … I’m sometimes uncertain where to go from here. Hating you and finding ways to render your life’s mission moot … was … . my default setting for centuries.”
“How do I see the man behind the monster? How do you?”
“You may be the future of my Koschei but I still love you, because well you technically ARE my Kosch just ya know in the future. I always thought you were so brilliant and your mind is just so magnificent. You also have very handsome smile in this regeneration.”
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“OHHH, but I think we can ALL agree that I am the GLORIOUS SUMMIT of all things Master.”
“Rumor has it you bear a resemblance to a Koala.”
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“There’s no one more important to me in all of time and space than you, Koschei.”
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“Thete . . .Wisher, Adventurer, Fool, Other Self, all you have to do is stay. You are my white whale and my cause, my dream old and new. Just stay.”
“You’re absolutely brilliant. You know that, yeah?”
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“Well, yes.”
If the Master gives Thirteen an orgasm is it his moan of arc.
“You should know by now my opinion of you. However I am all too happy to inform you again. I love you Master.”
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“Call me what you used to call me, Doctor.”
“You might think I hate you, but I love you a lot.”
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“Then take my hand, and stay.”
It’s one of two people, both halves of himself. One who left him behind, one who stabbed him with a concealed blade, to also leave him behind. He bets on the former, but either he would welcome in forgiveness, as a balm to this unceasing gloom called “survival;” this lonely honor code called “self-sufficiency.”
Icarus 