[DarkForbidden-Love]

"That doesn't make sense how could you not be before I picked up your book?" Darkw as trying to wrap his mind arounf the concept and it was not working.

[littl3chocobo]

(is it bad that even when i have no enthusiasm to do anything i still reply here?)

he had no answer, he did not know why he only knew it was so

[DarkForbidden-Love]

(Possibly. And you are lacking enthusiasm, too? It must be going around.)

At Alexander's silence Dark assumed he knew not either. "Onto light subjects?" He then asked.

[littl3chocobo]

he nodded setting down his partially eaten meal "though i don't know much about lighting i am afraid"

[DarkForbidden-Love]

Dark blinked the4n relized thaat Alexander had taken him literally. "I meant on less confusing topic. Lightning is cause by the flow or air and clouds."

[littl3chocobo]

"ah." he pondered for a moment trying to think of a fair exchange for the tidbit of information offered. he drew a blank though for he knew little of clouds "...um, new topic? i do not i confess, know much on clouds either"

[DarkForbidden-Love]

Dark shrugged, "I'm not that into clouds either. Is there a topic you know a lot about or would like to talk about?"

[littl3chocobo]

"books" he said without a pause. it was a subject he knew about, and well

[DarkForbidden-Love]

"What kind of books?" Dark said leaning in. "Fiction, non-fiction, action, adventure, or biographies?" Books he knew and enjoyed.

[littl3chocobo]

'all books of course' he would not have proposed it if he did not feel capable of holding his own

[DarkForbidden-Love]

"Let us start with classical literature then, 'Julius Caesat' by William SHakespeare." Dark said excitedly. Literature was his forte.

[littl3chocobo]

he looked out into the horizen as if reciting some speech by heart. "a story about a man named brutus, a real man though a dramatization of his character, a man known for killing the emporor who spared him. damned to be forever consumed by one of the three mouths of satan. the story was written around the 17th century. 'you all did love him once, not without cause. what cause withholds you then to mourn for him?'" he sighed

[DarkForbidden-Love]

"I'd call you correct but then there would be no conversation." Dark said with a grin, "At the beginning of the story, who where the conspirors and why did they decided to kill the newly minted Emperor? And," Dark had a faroff look in his eyes, like he was there but not rally there, "Why did they not want Brutus to speak at the public mourning?"

[littl3chocobo]

(if it's bad forgive me, i don't know the story's reasons and my book is out of hand so i may be off)

"he was not pleased with how his friend sought to run things and was bribed and coerced by the others to side against his man. it was a cruel thing" he looked at the other. he died within two months of being promoted to dictatorship

[DarkForbidden-Love]

(No worries, they can have a different Julius Ceaser book)

"Correct," Dark said, "And now this isn't about the content but the outside, what was first Julius Ceaser bound with?"

[littl3chocobo]

"it was not bound at all" it was a stupid question to ask "next one wha-" he broke out in a large yawn