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Kingsdaughter613

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  1. Yes! Young Harrison is my dream Kelsier. And young Gene Wilder as Hoid.
  2. I find him more like Han. They’re both Rogues.
  3. “Your could arrest me,” Kelsier said dryly. “But I doubt that would go over well.” Are you mad at me for holding Zola? Kelsier asked pointedly. Or are you angry at me for existing and proving your friends right?
  4. Kelsier wrapped a protective arm about the girl, his expression softening slightly.
  5. “They tried to burn down an inn full of innocent people,” Kelsier said coldly. “They deserved what they got. Tell the local lawmen it was an act of god. It’s essentially the truth anyway.”
  6. “That’s the idea of a trick.” “Sure.” Kelsier smirked. “Don’t worry though. Saze asked me not to start a war and I’m inclined to humor him on this one for now. Unless the detective here is really Intent on arresting me.”
  7. Kelsier nodded. “He came over, didn’t he?”
  8. Kelsier grinned. “If you ask nicely I might just let you. A religious war might do the basin some good.”
  9. “As long as you save debating the fundamental nature of my continued existence to an appropriate forum in the future.” The Survivor grinned. “I don’t mind arguing it, but I’d rather not do it here.”
  10. Kelsier grinned mischievously. “Why? Do you intend to arrest me detective?”
  11. “Real to me,” Eryn noted. “Never knew before. Sovereign come to South after die in North. He save us. If same as one who died, does not matter. Same enough. And very real.”
  12. Not really. He still can’t move fast enough.
  13. “It’s undefinable.” Much better last line, all things considered. And it can’t be misinterpreted quite the same way...
  14. Yes, he is. But he’s also a conman with a god complex who actually enjoys murdering people, so I just find the comparison amusing.
  15. “Considering I was the one experiencing the Preservation process - which I recall vividly - I think I’d be a better judge of that than you,” Kelsier noted dryly. “I’ve also held a Shard, which shouldn’t be possible if I was just an Investiture copy of a sapient being. Spren can’t, after all. “There are multiple opinions on the subject and I know several Shards and scholars who would agree with my perspective over yours. Including the one whose Investiture was used to anchor me and the one currently presiding over this world.” He shrugged. “Either way, it’s generally considered highly impolite to imply that a person is other than themselves, unless the person in question happens to agree with that opinion. Scholastic settings and philosophical debates aside, of course.”
  16. “I answered,” Kelsier said, mock innocence belied by a strong undercurrent of mirth. Eryn snorted, shaking her head. “Not useful answers. Think has to do with spike.” ”Ganache!” Kelsier lay a hand on his chest, feigning hurt. “Revealing my secrets?” Then he laughed, bold and bright. “Good for you. Of course, I’d prefer they put it together themselves.” Eryn shrugged. “Don’t know how,” she said in her blunt manner. “Only what.”
  17. “Well,” the Survivor replied, “Death is murder on the digestion and I have a rather delicate constitution. So I decided not to participate.”
  18. Kelsier nodded seriously. “I did. Watch carefully now; I’m going to play a trick on the detective.”
  19. Eryn smiled fondly as the Sovereign caught the girl in his arms, returning the embrace. “Missed me?”
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