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[axeofoath]

Resolutions are quite an interesting tradition, and certainly one to appreciate! Working hard to reach your goals for the year...I resolved to help a busy man named Santa--or is he Father Christmas? In any case, it would be wonderful to assist him in bringing presents to good people.

So, to that end, I will be collecting "pin-up magazines"! Young Master, would you happen to have any?

[ooc: Result of this. 8D No, he doesn't know what a pin-up magazine is. Troll away~?]

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[stargathering]

...Actually, I think I'd mind if you did. [ Calming himself down... ]

[axeofoath]

Y-you...you would? [Tyr doesn't want him reading books? Sob.] I-I...I suppose I should be using that time to clean the apartment, instead.

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...Yeah, you should. There's nothing good that can come from rummaging through magazines like that.

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But Young Master, if I may...They are sources of great knowledge, are they not?

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...I wouldn't call it knowledge...

[axeofoath]

Are you saying you haven't learned anything from them? Surely, that's impossible!

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Do you even know what you're talking about? [ Seriously. ]

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Of course I do! Really now, Young Master. I do some reading in my spare time--we used to look at them together, when you were little!

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[ SUPPRESSED MEMORIES. Tyr gawks for a moment at that, then shakes his head. ] There's no way we did that when I was little! --What would Dad have said about that?

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[Gremio worries a little, not certain why Tyr's so upset or why he doesn't remember reading stories together.] B-but, Young Master, we did...Master Teo was usually busy elsewhere, however, I do recall him joining us on rare occasions.

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[ Deeply, deeply suppressed memories. His hand goes and buries itself in his fringe. ] I don't want to know any more. I preferred not remembering.

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I...I'm sorry, Young Master--I thought they would have been fond memories for you, as well. [Because Gremio misses those times.]

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[ Tyr misses happy times like that...sorta. ] I have a lot of happy memories with you from when I was little, but... I liked them better before I found out there were magazines like that involved...

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Young Master, I- [He's having so much trouble making sense of this, really.] M-my apologies, but since you enjoyed them so much at the time...I didn't realize that had changed.

[stargathering]

You should know a grown man enjoys things like that in a completely different way. [ He keeps his voice like a soft mumble. This is too weird. ]

[axeofoath]

[Oh! And Gremio thinks he understands, now--Tyr is embarrassed about liking children's books, now that's older.] Y-yes, you're right. I did not mean to embarrass you, Young Master, but please don't feel it's something you must be ashamed about. No matter how much you've grown, children's stories will always hold a certain charm.

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...Children's stories? [ What? Gremio isn't making sense now. ]

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[Oh, he hopes this strange amnesia curse isn't afflicting Tyr!] Yes, Young Master. Do you remember? I had a book of fairy tales for you that we read almost every day.

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[ That would be awful! Thankfully it isn't, and he blinks as the memories resurface - without the pin-up magazines. ] ...I remember that. Is that what you were talking about this whole time?

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[Yes, thankfully! Gremio sighs in relief, going so far as to bring a hand to his chest (more out of habit; it isn't as though his heart is ever pounding).] Oh, that's good...Yes--W-well, perhaps not children's stories specifically, but rather books and other readings in general.

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[ ...it took me a moment to realise what you meant there, cryyyy. ] I think I know what you mean now... [ Or he hopes he does. ] The fairy tales were better than most of the other readings, though...

[axeofoath]

[/hugs~!] I'm glad you thought so! I must admit, they were more fun than the history texts I had to give you.

[Though now he has to wonder...] Ah, but Young Master, what did you think I was talking about before? Y-you seemed a little...uncomfortable.

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[ Tyr wouldn't mind reminiscing forever, but at Gremio's question, he swallows the lump in his throat. ] Ah- What did you think "pin-up magazines" were? [ Deflection! ]

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[Deflection succesful, as Gremio laughs a little sheepishly.] Actually, I'm not familiar with the term, though maybe I would know if I saw one...The man I spoke to said they were beautiful, so I wonder--paintings, perhaps?

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...They're not really paintings here... [ Sheepish for a different reason. ] They're magazines with pictures of women in them...