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"If you know anybody who'd like to play - especially someone who'd be on my team even though you never lose - by all means invite them but I'd be just as happy to assume good faith on not meta-gaming the sabotage step."

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"It'd put you at a bit of a disadvantage to not know your partner well. Let's two-person it."

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"Sure."

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So they play Governor all afternoon and evening. Someone brings them an elaborate eight-course dinner and they do not stop playing to eat.

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This is such a good game.

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Humans are lovely! He wishes more of his job description included 'help humans from random horrible worlds settle in Valinor and invent things for us'.

He is winning very thoroughly at Governor but he doesn't think Kib has noticed yet.

He has been giving Findekáno running commentary on adorable mannerisms of Kib for several days. He now adds adorable Governor moves.

He's mortal, you know, Findekáno says, if you wait a dozen Years because you are excessively cautious then he will be dead.

Thank you for reminding me! He is mortal! And eighteen! And a guest of my family who may not actually know that he has other places to go, and when he first arrived he was alarmed by how much power I have, and eighteen, and their years are even shorter than ours and he is a different species that probably has ridiculous romantic customs I cannot very well ask about, and eighteen! A dozen Years would be wholly insufficient caution!

Would you like me to come over tonight when the mortal goes to bed? I will not cut off all my hair.

I like your hair.

Was that a 'yes please come over I am sexually frustrated' or a 'no don't come over I will annoy you by pining all night'.

I will not pine all night.
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Kib has noticed that he's not as good at this game as he would like to be. But it's his first time. He experiments, he doesn't want to lose instantly but he's trying to lose interestingly. This time.

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It is an interesting game. It is well past Laurelin's peak when it resolves itself. Kib has definitely lost interestingly. Maitimo is smiling fondly at him.

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"I like this game."

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"Me too! We may not have time to play another until the end of the week, it's a festival coming up."

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"Drat. What kind of festival?"

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"This one's the Festival of First Contact, where we celebrate when the Valar ran across us in the Outer Lands. It's three weeks long, most of the major festivals are, and the festival itself is no deterrent to games of Governor but the preparations shall have to distract me."

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"Wow, that's a long festival, especially now I know how long your days are. What-all goes on?" Yawn.

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"I've kept you up late," he says at once, standing. "And usually there are concerts, performances, formal dances, theatre..."

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Kib meanders bedward. "Kinda performances and theater?"

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"Ah, figure skating, aerial silks, ballet, gymnastics, tragedies, romances..."

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"Sounds like a good time."

Oh look it is his nice underground room.

"Thanks for the game."
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"My pleasure. Good night."

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"G'night!"

And Kib crashes -
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- and can read sooner than any of the other kids in class but then they think she's trying to look good for the teacher and a few of them push her over, the jerks, they wouldn't have had to wait long for her to fall over on her own -

- she's the only apprentice who can't run, she listens extra extra carefully to the golem safety procedures that come before the part where you run -

- needs a book on golem programming, the advanced stuff, her teacher was more about puppets even if she got a full course of basics, but half this shelf is missing -

- there's an eclipse, it's beautiful, he's sitting with her and they're talking about finding apprentices -

- she does not want to try the broccoli -
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- he wakes up.

This is getting really weird.

Shave, breakfast, for lack of other plans go work on scribe with half an eye on his clock.
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Maitimo has a late start to the day and so is late in getting his father's note and late in conveying it to Kib. "He thought of more tests and would like to see you at your convenience, which means 'right away, please'."

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"Oh, uh, sure," says Kib, putting his pen down. He picks up his clock.

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"If your productivity suffers from being interrupted you can say that to him and then he'll stop addressing summons 'at your convenience' and start addressing them 'when your project is at a natural stopping point'."

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"It doesn't particularly," Kib says. "It'd be annoying if I noticed an invitation lying around when I'd only just sat down but an hour or two is a fine chunk size. Breaking it up is probably a good thing, even."

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