#nyalex

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[duncesofdunamancy]

Frode: Good night. Nyalex: Sleep tight. Lyssara: Don't let the bedbugs crawl up to your ear and whisper threatening things that make you question yourself. Toot-Toot: Great, now Nyalex is crying.

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Nyalex: Thought I was meowing back at my cat for the past hour, but it was just me and Nyachi meowing at each other from different rooms in the house.

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Nyalex, reading a recipe: Beat three eggs? Raine Iridis: It means like in hand-to-hand combat. Nyalex: Ohhhh- Regulus Ether: Both of you get out of this kitchen.

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Nyalex, upon learning how Regulus did a magic trick: So you’re not magic? Regulus: Well, not really. Nyalex: You’re just a liar.

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Nyalex, looking at a map: It’s a barren, featureless wasteland out there, isn't it? Ælexæ: Other side, Nyalex...

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Regulus: Lyssara! What did I tell you about lying? Lyssara, looking down: …That it only works on Nyalex.

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Nyalex: What are you in the mood for? Nyachi: World domination. Nyalex: That's a bit ambitious. Nyachi: You are my world. Nyalex: Aww... Nyachi: Nyalex: Nyachi: Nyalex: OH.