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Text Cut: Sir Nick-o-las Quote:
Originally Posted by Nearly Headless Nick  Preparing himself to deliver a ghostly hug upon the boy, as sturdy a hug as one without a physical form could give that is, the house ghost instead was greeted with pleasant news that elicited a sound similar to the gleeful hoots of an owl.
"Does she now!?" Sir Nicholas grinned from ear to ear, an admiral twinkle appearing in his eyes. "Well this is splendid news, splendid indeed! Congratulations my boy." Well, the ghost certainly felt a bit foolish having come here expecting to find the young man suffering from love's keen sting. Instead he was greeted with a young man basking in it.
If only the ghost had had such luck recently.
"Ah yes, well....it was the Lady Grieve of whom I hoped to impress by straightening her teeth as she had requested. Unfortunately, my efforts would lead to my demise. Forty-five hacks it took to get the deed done, I may add, and left me with a mere half an inch that has denied me the entry I deserve into the Headless Hunt."
Finishing his speech, not without dramatic flare, he turned to Zeke and adjusted his head a bit as it had become a bit lopsided.
"Thankfully for you, m'boy, you did not have a tusk of a problem." It was difficult to keep from looking smug, and so he didn't even TRY to conceal his elated expression. Sir Nick wasn't helping to keep him modest either, not with the exclamations and congratulations and all. "She does, but I kinda thought she did for a while anyway," he mused with a casual shrug. He was a loveable kind of guy, and after all the time they'd shared tother how could she not? No, things made perfect sense now, and all was right with the world. Still he beamed his 'thanks' at the jovial ghost.
The Lady Grieve thing though, now that sounded messy... literally.
"That's harsh," he shook his head sympathetically. They had the gall to have his head, and couldn't even get the job done right. Rude. Naturally he was well up to date with the inch of skin and headless hunt thing, and a part of him wondered if there might be a solution to it. Maybe.
"Whatever happened to her? Lady Grieve?" he asked, remembering that it took two to tango. "Did she lose her life too?"
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