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[Censored]: A one act play
The setting for our play is the Black Shalk cornerclub, in Vivec’s Foreign Quarter. Two Breton men, of average appearance, sit at the bar, talking, and sipping some comberry juice. Their names are Uright, and Selion.
Uright: So, did you hear about Crassius Curio? It’s a shame, really. It’ll ruin his career.
Selion: Hear what? What have I missed?
Uright: Did you not hear? He’s [censored].
Selion: He’s what? Censored? Why on Nirn would he be censored? Well, maybe the Lusty Argonian Maid was a bit much, but still …
Uright: Selion, are you deaf? I said he’s [censored]! Not censored.
Selion: There! You said it again! You said “he’s censored!”.
Uright: Has Sheogorath been kissing you, my friend? He’s [censored]! Happy!
Selion: He’s happy he’s censored? My dear man, you’re making no sense!
Uright slaps his forehead in exasperation.
Uright: He’s [censored]! G-A-Y!
Selion: Oh, he’s [censored].
Uright: WHAT?! He’s not censored, he’s [censored]! He’s [censored]! [censored], [censored], [censored], [censored]!
Selion looks at Uright with concern.
Selion: My dear man, perhaps you need to lie down. A room here should only be ten gold or so.
Uright sighs.
Uright: Perhaps I should. I feel tired.
Selion nods, and drops some gold at the bar, before escorting his friend to a back room.