Thread:Doctor Ibrahim/@comment-30014014-20161030185008/@comment-30014014-20161101174129

"Doctor..."

The jester stands up for a moment and makes use of his brand of arcane to open a big but harlmess tear in the sky. The tear opens a window to the majesty of space, with countless foreign artifacts in the cosmos, galaxies further back. This very cosmos glares a pink light at the court's fool, coming from a planet of unknown distance. He lifts his handa at the spectacle of this view of space

"...for quite a while, I have been traveling through places with exotic landscapes. Voids with surprising sectors. Planets with golden skies. Yet, I have been doing many of this on my own. And while it brings some sort of aotu-decision about what I wish to do, there is the question of companionship. If I can bring this view to another, then I am more than willing to partake segments of my own secondary essence. I know of ways to establish mana distribution to others, as I have done times and times before. I find it unlikely that really anyone would ever think of spending their lives with a court jester, but, should the anomaly that love is occurs between her and I, then you will find me more than willing to take her upon as, how we say, 'more than a friend'."

He closes the rift, shutting down the window to space, but suddenly utters these next line with a silly voice "Besides, my goddess would never let me get away with this without an attempt at it. You know how persistent she can be".