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Edmund was very pleased with his door. It was big, which was expected of someone in his position and necessary for someone of his stature; primarily made from oak, which made it solid enough to drown out the hubbub resounding through the castle; and opened outwards, which was requirement for kicking people through it. It was the kind of door that spoke to people, albeit solely in phrases of two words, the latter being "off".
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I hate being called a kid. It implies that Im small, annoying, and probably Germanic (or from the New World, but heck; shes a bartender, the chance of her affording the airship ticket to Gotham and back, let alone staying there long enough to pick up their colloquialisms, is somewhere between slender and bugger all).
Thats not to say that Im not fairly smallfuck you, a double negatives fine in these circumstancesor annoying, either immediately after waking up or before going to sleep, or indeed: any moment in between. But, as I solemnly avow by t