"Just curious, really. I was the right age for this sort of thing... ah, 440 years ago. And the only person I know who would the right age... I can't imagine her signing up for this." Not unless it were a magical summer camp, of course.
Skulduggery pauses by a slightly lopsided looking... well, tree. It looks even less passably like a tree than all the others around it, but a cursory inspection doesn't reveal anything interesting. "Holidays, I'm familiar with. Not personally, of course, because I am a consummate workaholic... But I've been about. Here and there." He drags his finger down the trunk of the tree, leaving a dark, sizzling singemark in his wake, but the tree doesn't... burn. Not really. The singed part scrapes away clean under his thumb. "I visited the states before airplanes were invented; that passage was easier than trying to fly nowadays." Security does, after all, tend to frown on suspiciously dressed and concealed persons.
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Skulduggery pauses by a slightly lopsided looking... well, tree. It looks even less passably like a tree than all the others around it, but a cursory inspection doesn't reveal anything interesting. "Holidays, I'm familiar with. Not personally, of course, because I am a consummate workaholic... But I've been about. Here and there." He drags his finger down the trunk of the tree, leaving a dark, sizzling singemark in his wake, but the tree doesn't... burn. Not really. The singed part scrapes away clean under his thumb. "I visited the states before airplanes were invented; that passage was easier than trying to fly nowadays." Security does, after all, tend to frown on suspiciously dressed and concealed persons.