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My lord?

Horatio! [claps his shoulder and kisses his cheek, seeming to be in a good mood though his clothes are askew; feet bare, no doublet, and his hair going every which way]

As always, it brings me happiness to see thee. But pray, how art thou?

[Smiles and returns his embrace]

Good, sir. And better for seeing you well. [Though well isn't necessarily the word most would use, seeing Hamlet like this.]

[it's becoming an increasingly common sight around the castle, these days]

Well enough, my friend, well enough. As well as one can be when the weather is so foul. [though there wasn't a cloud in the sky, today]

ooc: I blame you for the fact I actually read Hamlet for the first time :) got me too curious about the character. Wasn't half bad, though I was glad to have extra notes in the margins for what different words meant.

Typist: That is seriously one of the best compliments I've ever received. I love Hamlet, both the play and the character, and I adore playing him.

If you have any questions/curiosities about the play, I'm more than happy to answer them. Or just ramble on forever about it XD

ooc: It was meant as such :) I don't know how you play him but he's quite fun to interact with, what little I've been able to.

Rambling is good too, I tend to do that with Star Trek myself.

You're what is diseased? *is confused by your terms*

Wit, my lady. [gestures vaguely towards his head] My mind is all astir with thoughts tangled and confused.

[smiles reassuringly at her] But let it not worry you, for while I am not in full possession of my senses, you will find me passing courteous.

Typist: Very carefully and after much studying of the play XD He's tough and I don't always think I do him justice, but I try my hardest and soldier on.

Oh I see....I think...well, other than sounding like you've swallowed a dictionary, you don't sound so bad. *smiles back* What's got you worried?

ooc: hey, if nobody else can play him, that makes you the best! :D

Promises kept and lost. Oaths made and broken.

My father... [looks deeply somber for a moment, then smiles again, laughing it off] Nothing so serious as cannot be mended by cheer and good company.

Typist: XD Fair enough! Though I think I saw another one floating around here, somewhere.

Sounds like you do have alot on your mind. *she would love to ask about his father, but it seems like a difficult subject right now, and they're only really acquantinces so far*

Perhaps I can help with that. Nothing says cheer and good company like a coffee shop visit. My treat.

ooc: bah, seeing things most likely...must have been...a ghost ;)