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[vorrutyer]

[ Byerly is on screen, looking pained and unhappy. ]

Nom de Dieu, I'm bored. Let's start some gossip.

Tell me - this question goes out to everyone - who's the worst person here? Or if that doesn't work, tell me who you like best. Or - mm - at least tell me who you've been secretly eyeing. Or just make up a salacious rumor, I don't care, just tell me something fun.

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[shashka]

Drop the French, and I'll tell you anything you want.

[ Byerly, you know using French is on a whole different level of evil. ]

[vorrutyer]

Mon chat, why do you disdain my mother tongue so?

[shashka]

It was the language of the old aristocracy. Those who wouldn't deign to speak Russian.

[ and hey... we all need our little quirks, don't we? ]

[vorrutyer]

Well. I suppose that's rather what it is for us, too. To be altogether fair.

[shashka]

Maybe it was for the best your world was gone. You might've inevitably descended into revolution as well.

[vorrutyer]

Oh, I don't know. We sensibly did things like making sure our proles couldn't read or write. Plus, there was fear of my family keeping them in line.

[shashka]

See, that's where the Russians ran into problem. Too many of us ended up getting educated, and bringing it down to the masses...

[ a shudder... ]

But still, I think there were a few of us that just got tired of hearing the French.