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Tolfdir, to Ancano: I trust my students. If they said they didn’t do it, then they didn’t do it.
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Tolfdir, to the apprentices: All right. Which one of you did it?
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Brelyna Maryon: I'm the kind of gal that likes to think things through.
Phoebus: Since when? I once saw you eat a marshmallow that was still on fire.
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Brelyna Maryon: Having a boyfriend is so awesome, like there’s just a guy in your house whose job it is to know where countries are and what exactly the Stormcrown Interregnum was.
Phoebus: 🥰
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nerevar-quote-and-star · 11 months
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Brelyna Maryon: Yes, I'm a reasonably intelligent person.
J'Zargo: Yes, J'Zargo is a dumbass and a fool.
Brelyna: Multiple things can be true.
Phoebus: I'm a part-time idiot. I take days off.
Onmund: I'm stupid by choice.
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Brelyna Maryon: I'm going to bed before either of you come up with another clever idea to get us killed, or worse: expelled.
Onmund and J'Zargo: *entangling in a living nirnroot powered by sigil stones, a decayed Taproot, something distinctly Daedric, and a pat of butter*
Phoebus: . . . you have a point.
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Phoebus: Slam this locker door on my hand.
J'Zargo: Okay.
J'Zargo: *goes to slam door*
Phoebus: What are you doing? You’re supposed to tell me that breaking my fingers isn’t the answer!
J'Zargo: No, this one honestly thinks this is the best option.
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Onmund: If we don’t get out of this alive . . . If we’re all about to die . . . Phoebus, J'Zargo, I love you, guys!
Brelyna Maryon: *comes in* *turns on the light* *banishes J'Zargo's feral flame atronach* *accidentally sets fire to J'Zargo's tail* *dumps a pitcher of water on him*
Phoebus: . . .
Onmund: . . .
J'zargo: . . .
Phoebus: So do you wanna talk about somethi—
Onmund: No, thank you.
J'zargo: Ow.
Brelyna: WTF
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Brelyna Maryon: If corals get stressed they die, so if I was coral I would be dead.
Phoebus: What does coral even get stressed about?
Onmund: Current events.
J'Zargo: Get out.
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Onmund: That went terribly!
Brelyna Maryon: Oh, absolutely. It was a disaster!
J'zargo: Complete fail.
Phoebus: We shot straight over mishap and right into catastrophe territory.
Onmund: . . . we're doing it again, aren't we?
Brelyna:
J'Zargo:
Phoebus:
Brelyna: Sure, why not?
J'Zargo: This one says go for it.
Phoebus: Totally.
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nerevar-quote-and-star · 10 months
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Brelyna Maryon: *seeing Phoebus drunk on the floor* You okay, Phoebus?
Phoebus: Lynaaaaa! Hi! Hey, hey when did you get four heads? I wanna kiss ‘em!
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Phoebus to the other apprentices while the college is being overrun by magic anomalies and Ancano's maniacal laughter: Hey, do you wanna hang out later and distract each other from how horrifying everything is?
J'Zargo: Please.
Onmund: By Talos, yes.
Brelyna Maryon: I'll bring the sweetrolls.
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Tolfdir: How did none of you hear what I just said?!
Onmund: I've been zoned out for the past two and a half hours.
Phoebus: I got distracted halfway through.
Brelyna Maryon: I'm exhausted so everytime I blink, I skip forward five minutes.
J'Zargo: Ignoring you was a conscious decision.
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J'Zargo: Unlike these three, J'Zargo's IQ makes double figures.
Onmund: Um . . .
Phoebus: I don't think . . .
Brelyna Maryon: . . . I think it’s triple figures you’re aiming at.
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Phoebus: We’re kind of missing something, guys.
Brelyna Maryon: Cohesion?
Brelyna: Teamwork?
Brelyna: A general sense of what we’re doing?
Onmund: And J'Zargo is not here.
Phoebus: *nod nod*
Brelyna: Oh and that, too.
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Onmund: I want to buy a watch.
J'Zargo: But where are you going to find 100 gold?
Phoebus: We could sell my soul.
J'Zargo Yeah, but where are you going to find the other 95 gold?
Brelyna Maryon: Guys, no.
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Brelyna Maryon: *steals some of Phoebus' fries at dinner*
Phoebus: *quietly puts the engagement ring back in his pocket*
Onmund: *snatches some of J'Zargo's fries and pokes them out of his mouth*
Onmund: Look! I'm a horker!
J'Zargo: *dumps the tray of fries on Onmund's head*
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