What was The Magicians, if not a show that lived to doodle moustaches on the fantasy equivalents of the Mona Lisa?
The pirate looked somewhat disinterested in all the intrigue. “So you’re entourage, are you. What’s that like?” he said, stepping inside the cabin. Something about the wood inside almost seemed to– hum. Like a faint heartbeat.
Outside, Tick waited for everyone else to go and then said, condescendingly, “Perhaps you’re familiar with my family’s reputation around the court as pickpockets?”
“I’ve heard,” said Margo, once again thought about how tired she was of Tick and how little room she had to get rid of him, and continued, “What’s your point?”
“Um, only that my skills in this field could be useful to you.”
“Mm-hmm, I’ll keep an eye on my jewels. Are we done here?” she asked. Only then did she catch Tick’s totally covert pointed glance towards the Fairy Queen. Wait. Wait, was he– “Are you suggesting that you could…”
Tick beamed, leaned in further, and happily patronized, “Although her majesty lacks depth perception, she does not lack in depth. Or perception.”
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Date: 2024-06-28 09:01 am (UTC)The pirate looked somewhat disinterested in all the intrigue. “So you’re entourage, are you. What’s that like?” he said, stepping inside the cabin. Something about the wood inside almost seemed to– hum. Like a faint heartbeat.
Outside, Tick waited for everyone else to go and then said, condescendingly, “Perhaps you’re familiar with my family’s reputation around the court as pickpockets?”
“I’ve heard,” said Margo, once again thought about how tired she was of Tick and how little room she had to get rid of him, and continued, “What’s your point?”
“Um, only that my skills in this field could be useful to you.”
“Mm-hmm, I’ll keep an eye on my jewels. Are we done here?” she asked. Only then did she catch Tick’s totally covert pointed glance towards the Fairy Queen. Wait. Wait, was he– “Are you suggesting that you could…”
Tick beamed, leaned in further, and happily patronized, “Although her majesty lacks depth perception, she does not lack in depth. Or perception.”