I do think we're a lot more like him than either of us would like, given some of the things he's said, but I think he'll ... correct his opinions. And I'd rather not lose an extra pair of hands, given that neither of us are as good with things made of metal as he is.
Regarding Berael, I have no bloody idea, dearest. Maybe she's hibernating? Do frogs do that? I'm not an expert in amphibians at all.
It's merely a hypothetical. Look, I know you're, er, soured on him now, but I like him and I insist on dragging him along. You'll just have to learn to forgive people their idiotic opinions, especially since he's changed his mind, else I would not have gone back to him.
I think I saw her on top of your mailbox last, actually, but I don't remember when. Before the snow, that's for sure. Bloody frog. We should have made a copy.
For goodness' sake stop addressing my letters with pet names! I'm starting to think you put them in the wrong box and they aren't meant for me at all.
Drag him along if you must, then. And he had best have changed his mind, or I refuse to be responsible for Ienzo's inevitable actions. Or for cleaning out the bites.
What what she doing there? And I'm not sure there being two of her would materially improve the situation.
Look, it's just an affectation. I swear to the Lord, you're almost worse than that shortarse that's been wandering around spying on everyone. I'm not going to give you invert cooties simply by addressing you with a pet name! Dear Lord.
I assure you, Saphir has changed his mind and apologised and I believe that he's seen the error of his ways. I promise I'll deal with him myself if he shows any more idiotic opinions. No need to involve Ienzo again.
I have no idea what Berael was doing on your mailbox. She doesn't talk.
Good grief! Of course you aren't going to give me, quote, "invert cooties", end quote, and I would be insulted if the idea weren't so patently preposterous. But I have a name, which I appreciate it when people use. Especially so I know they haven't managed to mis-deliver their letters.
I wouldn't involve Ienzo on purpose, unless the situation truly warranted it. But I wouldn't put it past him to involve himself, either.
What could she possibly want with my mailbox? She's a frog!
Usually, when people complain about my affectations and affect, it's because I am, not to put too fine a point on it, a flaming ponce and they feel vaguely creeped out, because a man in makeup is a crime against the gods or some similar preposterous idiocy. I am very glad to discover that you don't subscribe to such notions, but I am on edge.
I don't know what she could want with your mailbox, but she might be able to read. that would be ... awkward to say the least. I suppose we better go find her, sometime soon. Maybe she's at the pond?
We're going to have to devise a way of keeping her in a tank most of the time, since I now have a cat and while I'm sure she's a sweetheart, cats meeting small, fast-moving things only ends in heartbreak for everyone.
Fine, I accept that you have reason to make the assumption. Nevertheless, it is objectively ridiculous. And I have no objections to any aspect of your affectations except the allergy to vocative proper nouns. What did they ever do to you? Anyway, it's technically inaccurate to call everyone "dearest". Superlatives don't work that way.
I don't think she's at the pond. Though perhaps you had better double check, as she evidently dislikes me for some reason. She could be hiding for reasons of her own.
I think some things are just ... lost in translation and in any case, it's a verbal tic at this point! I might as well try to stop blinking. So, darling, you'll just have to learn to cope with my verbal quirks.
I'll look at the pond and maybe ask around, in case someone's pet decided to try and snack on her. You never know with dogs and there are two around. And I distrust Eddie's ... whatever the hell that feline is. Hellcat, perhaps?
The cat -- she's a kitten, really -- was a present from Saphir. Or rather, an apology. He wished for a creature that I would find agreeable, to keep me company. She's very friendly, if, ah. Loud.
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still hand-delivered, because the mail sloth is slow
Date: 2014-01-22 11:25 pm (UTC)I do think we're a lot more like him than either of us would like, given some of the things he's said, but I think he'll ... correct his opinions. And I'd rather not lose an extra pair of hands, given that neither of us are as good with things made of metal as he is.
Regarding Berael, I have no bloody idea, dearest. Maybe she's hibernating? Do frogs do that? I'm not an expert in amphibians at all.
JTZ
the stomping back and forth will continue until further notice
Date: 2014-01-22 11:30 pm (UTC)He had better. Were you planning on something made of metal, or is it simply a hypothetical?
I could make an extra pair of hands.
I believe they do, though that should make her easier to find if she isn't moving about. When did you last see her?
Even
Re: the stomping back and forth will continue until further notice
Date: 2014-01-22 11:33 pm (UTC)It's merely a hypothetical. Look, I know you're, er, soured on him now, but I like him and I insist on dragging him along. You'll just have to learn to forgive people their idiotic opinions, especially since he's changed his mind, else I would not have gone back to him.
I think I saw her on top of your mailbox last, actually, but I don't remember when. Before the snow, that's for sure. Bloody frog. We should have made a copy.
JTZ
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Date: 2014-01-22 11:41 pm (UTC)For goodness' sake stop addressing my letters with pet names! I'm starting to think you put them in the wrong box and they aren't meant for me at all.
Drag him along if you must, then. And he had best have changed his mind, or I refuse to be responsible for Ienzo's inevitable actions. Or for cleaning out the bites.
What what she doing there? And I'm not sure there being two of her would materially improve the situation.
Even
delivered january 4-ish, after the encounter with dustin
Date: 2014-01-22 11:46 pm (UTC)Look, it's just an affectation. I swear to the Lord, you're almost worse than that shortarse that's been wandering around spying on everyone. I'm not going to give you invert cooties simply by addressing you with a pet name! Dear Lord.
I assure you, Saphir has changed his mind and apologised and I believe that he's seen the error of his ways. I promise I'll deal with him myself if he shows any more idiotic opinions. No need to involve Ienzo again.
I have no idea what Berael was doing on your mailbox. She doesn't talk.
JTZ
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Date: 2014-01-22 11:56 pm (UTC)Good grief! Of course you aren't going to give me, quote, "invert cooties", end quote, and I would be insulted if the idea weren't so patently preposterous. But I have a name, which I appreciate it when people use. Especially so I know they haven't managed to mis-deliver their letters.
I wouldn't involve Ienzo on purpose, unless the situation truly warranted it. But I wouldn't put it past him to involve himself, either.
What could she possibly want with my mailbox? She's a frog!
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Date: 2014-01-23 12:01 am (UTC)Usually, when people complain about my affectations and affect, it's because I am, not to put too fine a point on it, a flaming ponce and they feel vaguely creeped out, because a man in makeup is a crime against the gods or some similar preposterous idiocy. I am very glad to discover that you don't subscribe to such notions, but I am on edge.
I don't know what she could want with your mailbox, but she might be able to read. that would be ... awkward to say the least. I suppose we better go find her, sometime soon. Maybe she's at the pond?
We're going to have to devise a way of keeping her in a tank most of the time, since I now have a cat and while I'm sure she's a sweetheart, cats meeting small, fast-moving things only ends in heartbreak for everyone.
JTZ
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Date: 2014-01-23 12:12 am (UTC)Fine, I accept that you have reason to make the assumption. Nevertheless, it is objectively ridiculous. And I have no objections to any aspect of your affectations except the allergy to vocative proper nouns. What did they ever do to you? Anyway, it's technically inaccurate to call everyone "dearest". Superlatives don't work that way.
I don't think she's at the pond. Though perhaps you had better double check, as she evidently dislikes me for some reason. She could be hiding for reasons of her own.
When did you acquire a cat? Or is it vice versa?
Even
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Date: 2014-01-23 12:15 am (UTC)I think some things are just ... lost in translation and in any case, it's a verbal tic at this point! I might as well try to stop blinking. So, darling, you'll just have to learn to cope with my verbal quirks.
I'll look at the pond and maybe ask around, in case someone's pet decided to try and snack on her. You never know with dogs and there are two around. And I distrust Eddie's ... whatever the hell that feline is. Hellcat, perhaps?
The cat -- she's a kitten, really -- was a present from Saphir. Or rather, an apology. He wished for a creature that I would find agreeable, to keep me company. She's very friendly, if, ah. Loud.
JTZ