Lithaladhwen: Closed that window and started a new one.
Lithaladhwen: For the sake of easy logging if need be.
Papa Tymisonn: Good.
Lithaladhwen: (Location, place, cholesterol content?)
Papa Tymisonn: <redcoated, bluehaired star mage who inexplicably has a green font!>
Papa Tymisonn: <coming to see Es at her hotel room!>
Papa Tymisonn: *knock knock knock*
Lithaladhwen: <Slightly unpleasant but generally well-meaning wanna-be goddess of destruction is totally in her hotel room>
Lithaladhwen: *Cardinal would notice that she picked a shitty neighborhood, too.*
Papa Tymisonn: ... *sigh*
Lithaladhwen: *answers* ...Hey. ...You need something?
Papa Tymisonn: ... Not really. Thought you might.
Papa Tymisonn: *has a rather hefty backpack on his back*
Papa Tymisonn: I can come in, right?
Lithaladhwen: ...
Lithaladhwen: *realizes they're standing in the doorway* Oh, right. Sorry.
Lithaladhwen: *stands aside*
Papa Tymisonn: *enters* So, how do you like it here?
Lithaladhwen: Here being what? Doma, or this reality as a whole?
Papa Tymisonn: ... Both.
Lithaladhwen: Well, if Doma is representative of the rest of this place, it's not so bad. Plenty of taverns full of people willing to talk to total strangers. Makes it easier when you don't have to beat information out of people.
Lithaladhwen: Thought maybe at some point we could compare notes before I move on to some other place.
Papa Tymisonn: ... thought you'd never ask. *whumps his backpack on the ground*
Lithaladhwen: *blink*
Papa Tymisonn: My notes. The condensed version.
Lithaladhwen: *small grin* Interesting.
Papa Tymisonn: *one might marvel, THIS is the condensed version? I'd hate to see it in its entirety...*
Papa Tymisonn: Please. Peruse them. They might just keep you from offending a fey or setting a pack of inujin on your tail.
Lithaladhwen: Eh. I don't offend people by accident.
Lithaladhwen: It's a rare day when it isn't purposeful.
Lithaladhwen: *smirk*
Papa Tymisonn: ... how quickly I forget...
Papa Tymisonn: Really Earthlike, isn't it? As if our old world grew up with magic abounding...
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, kind of. I've heard stories.
Papa Tymisonn: *furrows brow* You have?
Lithaladhwen: Well, I've been trying to figure out where I might want to go for a while. I've got a couple ideas and a couple of places ruled out so far.
Lithaladhwen: Can't stay here forever, you know.
Lithaladhwen: Just... a little while.
Papa Tymisonn: What HAVE you ruled out?
Lithaladhwen: Well, there's Valth, Inustan, and probably whatever that Forbidden Plains place is, though I've got to tell you I'm curious about that last one.
Lithaladhwen: So it might actually be an option because of that.
Lithaladhwen: *shrug*
Papa Tymisonn: There's not much. A town or two, but other than that, it's pretty barren.
Lithaladhwen: Eh. Then there's Baron, which seems harmless enough, and ...what the hell was it. Ar...govia, I think. *headscratch* I don't remember the others. There are some other landmasses, or at least there are supposed to be. No one seems sure.
Papa Tymisonn: Yeah. But then again, there were Earth landmasses that were undiscovered.
Papa Tymisonn: (Darn. We left just before Columbus took off.)
Lithaladhwen: (Aye. Most unfortunate.)
Lithaladhwen: So, long story short, I'm not sure yet.
Papa Tymisonn: Well, I hope to be kept up to date. I don't want to just lose a sister one day...
Papa Tymisonn: That... would be unpleasant.
Lithaladhwen: ....I imagine it would.
Lithaladhwen: I'll probably just run off with some travelling musicians or something. They always look like they're having fun.
Papa Tymisonn: Ha. Ha.
Papa Tymisonn: e_e
Lithaladhwen: What? *hands on hips* Big brother disapproves?
Papa Tymisonn: Just the tiniest bit.
Papa Tymisonn: And can you even play an instrument? Sing a note?
Lithaladhwen: Nope. But I could tell some killer stories. And that's good for something.
Lithaladhwen: I mean, come on...
Lithaladhwen: That's one great side-effect of studying other cultures. You're interesting at parties.
Lithaladhwen: *grin*
Lithaladhwen: IM: Come on. Take it.
Lithaladhwen: IM: Take the bait. Heheh.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I'll just tell him I was at a party the other night, and they got me drunk and I started talking about the DPG, and then I went home with a couple of sailors.
Lithaladhwen: IM: See if he believes me.
Papa Tymisonn: Well, I'd think that true... if I was any good at parties...
Papa Tymisonn: IM: If I'd been to some...
Lithaladhwen: Feh. You were never a partier. You should hang around the slums more often. This is where all the news is.
Lithaladhwen: I'll hang around a while before I run off, don't worry. Cripes.
Papa Tymisonn: Good. And try not to go far.
Papa Tymisonn: I don't want to be too far to lend you a hand, if you need it.
Lithaladhwen: e_e
Papa Tymisonn: Nice as it is, there is a considerable amount of danger here.
Lithaladhwen: I appreciate the sentiment. If anything interesting happens, I'll be sure to come knock on your door to get help. *snicker* Bet Farida would just love that.
Papa Tymisonn: I will leave her out of any... "adventuring", thank you.
Papa Tymisonn: ... wouldn't want to endanger her... <.<
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, yeah.
Lithaladhwen: You seem to have become something of a homebody anyway. Hanging around here all the time.
Lithaladhwen: I wouldn't drag you out on some damn crazy mission. Not with a wife at home and gypsies to curse me if you die.
Papa Tymisonn: ... don't be so sure...
Papa Tymisonn: I have been... out of action for some time.
Papa Tymisonn: I could use some excitement...
Lithaladhwen: Out of action? What the hell does that mean?
Papa Tymisonn: I've been involved in some serious action here.
Papa Tymisonn: Did you hear about the war?
Lithaladhwen: What about it?
Papa Tymisonn: ^_^ I helped.
Lithaladhwen: *nods approvingly* Good for you. I gather it went relatively well for you?
Papa Tymisonn: The whole nation. ... actually, I did play a bit of a bigger role...
Papa Tymisonn: ... inadvertantly... ... uh...
Papa Tymisonn: Helped the bad guy? ^^;
Lithaladhwen: Oh did you. And what'd you do?
Papa Tymisonn: I was ... psychically manipulated, actually. Into leading the demon's avatar to him.
Lithaladhwen: *blink* What?
Lithaladhwen: Are-- *abrupt stop in sentence*
Lithaladhwen: ...
Papa Tymisonn: ... it's in the reports... <.<
Lithaladhwen: Yeah... I'll be sure to read that.
Lithaladhwen: IM: I'm getting that overprotective violence feeling again. Gah. Leave him alone for a few years....
Papa Tymisonn: Yeah.
Papa Tymisonn: *sigh*
Lithaladhwen: Well, at least it'll be interesting here. Been kind of repetitive for a while on my front. I'm sure I'll find something to do here in this world. The DPG seemed confident that another member out here wouldn't be amiss.
Papa Tymisonn: Indeed.
Papa Tymisonn: ... hungry? It's on me...
Lithaladhwen: ...Sure, I guess. I mean, yeah. Where do you want to go?
Papa Tymisonn: There's a steakhouse not far from here...
Papa Tymisonn: (btw, let's assume it's lunchtime.)
Lithaladhwen: (Okay.)
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, that'll be fine. You sure you're paying? I can afford to sustain myself, you know.
Papa Tymisonn: I would love to pay.
Papa Tymisonn: You know me and my giving nature.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, sure. I guess I've gotten out of the habit of dealing with your irritating tendency to do things for me. e_e
Papa Tymisonn: You know you like it. :P
Lithaladhwen: -V- I do not. And you'll never prove otherwise. *throws the end of her sari over her hair and grabs the room key*
Lithaladhwen: Well, let's head out.
Lithaladhwen: *knocks on the door next to hers*
Lithaladhwen: Random guy: *answers and steps back a little* Hi, Shakti.
Lithaladhwen: Hey. Look, remember what I said last night about people being in my room?
Papa Tymisonn: IM: ... huh?
Lithaladhwen: Random guy: Yeah.... I'm supposed to hit them with things. Whatever I had handy you said.
Papa Tymisonn: o.o
Lithaladhwen: Yeah. Well, this guy *points to Cardinal* is okay. No killing this guy.
Lithaladhwen: Do me that favor and I'll babysit again, kay?
Lithaladhwen: Random guy: ...Yeah. Sure. *nod to Cardinal* *door shut*
Lithaladhwen: Well, ready to go?
Papa Tymisonn: .... you've been here two days, and you already have people to kill for you?
Papa Tymisonn: ... you're good...
Lithaladhwen: Nah. I caught a guy breaking into his house and I watched his kids till he got home. *shifty eyes* Had to drag the thief out back, though. Taught him a lesson. ^_^ Anyway, he owes me.
Papa Tymisonn: ... wow.
Lithaladhwen: What? It was just some petty thief. I mean think about it. How tough could he be if he needs to break into crappy hotel rooms?
Papa Tymisonn: ... let's just go ...
Papa Tymisonn: *leads the way*
Lithaladhwen: *totally follows, to the max*
Papa Tymisonn: *gets to the steakhouse*
Lithaladhwen: *opens the door gallantly*
Lithaladhwen: *holds it for Cardinal*
Papa Tymisonn: ... *with irony* Thank you, kind sir... *curtsies**
Lithaladhwen: Heh.
Papa Tymisonn: *goes on in*
Lithaladhwen: I'm sorry, was I emasculating you? You can open the next one.
Lithaladhwen: *grin*
Papa Tymisonn: I'd appreciate that, yes.
Lithaladhwen: *snicker* So. *grabs a table without waiting to be seated* How's the goat?
Papa Tymisonn: Cute and filled with feces.
Lithaladhwen: Like all good goats. Does he bite? *looks hopeful*
Papa Tymisonn: She. And just cloth, from what I can tell.
Lithaladhwen: Ah. I didn't check when I was over. I just know that she's a good goat. I don't know why I never got you one before. You need something to bite you in the ass every now and again.
Lithaladhwen: *sage nod*
Papa Tymisonn: Ah, well, missed opportunities.
Lithaladhwen: I remember this one goat I met in training, and it was the meanest little piece of crap you ever saw. Tried to bite me every time it saw me. Nasty little thing. ...I miss that goat.
Lithaladhwen: India was full of goats.
Papa Tymisonn: I would imagine...
Papa Tymisonn: (Wait. I thought we trained at the Nexus-y place...)
Papa Tymisonn: (Or at least, that was my intent...)
Lithaladhwen: (They did. She had a training thing by herself for a short while. That's how she ended up in India for a while. She needed to resolve some... issues.)
Lithaladhwen: (Kind of like corporate counseling.)
Lithaladhwen: (Doesn't matter how good an employee is if they're crazy. =P )
Papa Tymisonn: (works for me. BRB.)
Lithaladhwen: (Kay.)
Papa Tymisonn: (All done. Nailing down plans for getting to a town ... 440 miles away.)
Papa Tymisonn: (Or so.)
Lithaladhwen: (I see!)
Papa Tymisonn: (Good buddy's getting married there... I love him, but I HATE him for having to get married so darned far away, the schmuck!)
Lithaladhwen: (Heh!)
Lithaladhwen: (I'm also actually working on my paper like I told you I would. *thumbs up*)
Papa Tymisonn: (Excellent! Now... time to return to RP!)
Papa Tymisonn: I was never to India. What was it like?
Papa Tymisonn: *waiter comes by to take their order*
Lithaladhwen: *looks at the wall* It was nice. Like I said. Goats.
Papa Tymisonn: o.o ...
Lithaladhwen: Hey. Give me some kind of heavy soup. I don't care what. I trust you.
Papa Tymisonn: *nods, and looks to Cardinal*
Papa Tymisonn: Uh... the braised ribs, please. Oh, sister, what did you want to drink?
Lithaladhwen: The water's fine.
Papa Tymisonn: Some apple juice for me, thanks.
Lithaladhwen: *eyebrow*
Lithaladhwen: Apple juice?
Papa Tymisonn: What? I like it.
Lithaladhwen: I didn't say anything.
Lithaladhwen: *cough-five-year-old-cough*
Papa Tymisonn: ... there is no shame in liking apple juice.
Lithaladhwen: *chuckles* So, anyway.
Lithaladhwen: Um, what were we talking about?
Papa Tymisonn: India.
Papa Tymisonn: You were rather vague in it's description.
Lithaladhwen: *looks at the wall.... that must be a fascinating wall* I don't know. It's kind of hard to describe.
Lithaladhwen: It's like...
Lithaladhwen: there are so many rules that are so damned important but there's a back door to everything. *shrug*
Lithaladhwen: I don't know. I wasn't there to study them. Reinventing the wheel. They already had records, so there wasn't much point.
Papa Tymisonn: I understand.
Papa Tymisonn: (Not that I'm bored, but where the HELL is Lex?)
Lithaladhwen: IM: No you don't. Doesn't matter.
Lithaladhwen: (No clue. She said she'd be here. She ...is not.)
Lithaladhwen: *that wall is awesome*
Lithaladhwen: 6_6 *looks at the table*
Papa Tymisonn: *the food arrives!*
Lithaladhwen: *accepts her food and thanks the waiter*
Papa Tymisonn: *does as well*
Papa Tymisonn: *digs in*
Lithaladhwen: *totally does as well*
Lithaladhwen: *Eats massively fast and through some mysterious female talent doesn't get any of her food on her clothes*
Papa Tymisonn: Good, hmm? I love the food here!
Papa Tymisonn: Like home...
Lithaladhwen: *swallow* Yeah. This isn't bad at all.
Papa Tymisonn: (Just a moment.)
Lithaladhwen: Like home? As opposed to what?
Lithaladhwen: (Kay.)
Papa Tymisonn: Like... not home.
Papa Tymisonn: But, I still haven't been able to find churros.
Papa Tymisonn: That I will have to take into my own hands!
Lithaladhwen: ...You seem dedicated to that pursuit. *eateat* I certainly wish you well.
Lithaladhwen: Maybe you can teach the wife to make them.
Papa Tymisonn: With any luck...
Papa Tymisonn: *gobble gobble, gets sauce on his face*
Lithaladhwen: *tosses her napkin at his face*
Papa Tymisonn: ... oh, do I have a little something?
Papa Tymisonn: Where?
Papa Tymisonn: *has napkin at the ready!*
Lithaladhwen: *gestures vaguely at the general facial area*
Papa Tymisonn: *misses entirely*
Lithaladhwen: *sigh*
Lithaladhwen: *looks around to make sure no one is watching*
Lithaladhwen: Give me that. *snatches the napkin*
Lithaladhwen: Now hold still.
Lithaladhwen: *totally gets the hell out of that sauce*
Papa Tymisonn: ...
Lithaladhwen: *tosses the napkin down*
Papa Tymisonn: Heh. I AM the older sibling, right?
Lithaladhwen: *props her head on her chin and sighs* Yeah, whatever. You still eat like a five-year-old.
Papa Tymisonn: ... meanie. :-)
Lithaladhwen: I've never denied it in all my life. *wink*
Papa Tymisonn: ... ... huh. I have a question for you.
Lithaladhwen: Shoot.
Papa Tymisonn: You, of course, remember Carlita...
Papa Tymisonn: She was telling me about this "curse" that fell upon all of Farida's suitors, but I took no heed of it.
Papa Tymisonn: And then I remembered...
Papa Tymisonn: I'm an expriest from another dimension. o.o
Lithaladhwen: Uh... yeah?
Papa Tymisonn: So... ANYTHING could be possible.
Lithaladhwen: Maybe it was me. ~_^ Maybe I'm the curse.
Papa Tymisonn: ... there's a chance...
Papa Tymisonn: But any help I get is a GOOD thing. And you, my dear Esperanza, are a help to me.
Lithaladhwen: ....Riiiiight.
Papa Tymisonn: Oh, don't start.
Lithaladhwen: Hn. Fine. What am I helping you with? For all I know I'm causing marital problems. I'm telling you. It could easily be me. *casual sip of water*
Papa Tymisonn: ... Esperanza, you cannot nor will ever be a burden.
Papa Tymisonn: You are a blessing.
Papa Tymisonn: ... no matter WHAT disguise you take on...
Lithaladhwen: All right, fine. But don't say I didn't warn you. I'm nothing but trouble. *smirk*
Papa Tymisonn: I will never believe it.
Papa Tymisonn: ^_^
Lithaladhwen: *sigh* No. You wouldn't, would you?
Lithaladhwen: You're.... like that.
Papa Tymisonn: I suppose I am.
Papa Tymisonn: I guess the faithful always find something to find faith in...
Lithaladhwen: Speaking of that. *chews her lip* I know that I've been kind of a bitch about the whole marriage thing. And this doesn't mean I'm sorry, but... is this really what you want? I mean... all totally obvious glaring flaws aside.... does she make you happy?
Papa Tymisonn: So far...
Papa Tymisonn: I know it's an odd way to approach marriage.
Papa Tymisonn: But believe me... it's actually worked, from what I can tell...
Papa Tymisonn: She has grown on me considerably...
Lithaladhwen: *sigh/growl noise*
Lithaladhwen: Well, I hope you're right.
Lithaladhwen: *that awesome wall again*
Papa Tymisonn: (Sorry. Burnout race.)
Papa Tymisonn: I am.
Papa Tymisonn: Again, faith.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, well, as usual you have enough for the both of us. *pointed eye contact* I'll be nice. Or I'll try. But I want you to know I'm not doing it for her. Quite frankly I don't think she's worth it. *sinks back into the booth* But it's not my judgment that matters here.
Lithaladhwen: Whatever.
Papa Tymisonn: ... a question...
Papa Tymisonn: Who would you expect me to marry, mm? Is there an ideal lady lurking in your mind?
Lithaladhwen: I dunno. Tell me about my perfect man and when you can answer that question I'll answer yours.
Papa Tymisonn: ... Marco.
Lithaladhwen: *snicker* You're full of crap. Seriously, though. What the hell kind of question is that?
Papa Tymisonn: I don't know. I just... got the impression that you had someone FAR different in mind for me.
Lithaladhwen: No. I just don't like her. What did you think I'd think about it? Some girl cons you into marriage and is, for all appearances just trying to get what she can out of you for herself and her family... what was I supposed to think of her? Or were you hoping I wouldn
Lithaladhwen: 't find out?
Lithaladhwen: You didn't seem thrilled to see me before, so maybe that's it.
Papa Tymisonn: I... I just didn't expect you...
Papa Tymisonn: And it's not that I didn't want you to find out, I...
Papa Tymisonn: Just knew you wouldn't feel good about it.
Lithaladhwen: Uh huh.
Papa Tymisonn: And I was perfectly right, wasn't I?
Lithaladhwen: You were. But what would you say if I got married to... *searches for someone in the room* that guy. The waiter. Because he wanted a better tip and I wouldn't give him one. And then, on top of all that, I didn't tell my family I'd done it. Like I was ashamed, either of my family or of the choice I'd made. You tell me. What would you say then?
Papa Tymisonn: ... I'd be concerned, for sure...
Papa Tymisonn: But you're far past concern.
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, because every time I see her it just reinforces what I'm worried about. I did my job. I came I saw and I gave her a damn present. What else do you want from me? What do you want me to do?
Papa Tymisonn: The impossible.
Papa Tymisonn: LIKE her.
Papa Tymisonn: See past the situation and just see a GLIMMER of what I see...
Lithaladhwen: And what is that.
Papa Tymisonn: A kind, gentle, goodhearted, comitted woman who actually does care for ME very much.
Lithaladhwen: *stares at him flatly*
Lithaladhwen: You see a lot of interesting things.
Papa Tymisonn: They're all there.
Lithaladhwen: Sometimes I wonder what the hell you see when you look at me. The idea tends to gross me out.
Lithaladhwen: Probably all warm fuzzy crap.
Papa Tymisonn: I see a good woman.
Lithaladhwen: e_e
Lithaladhwen: You would.
Lithaladhwen: Look.
Lithaladhwen: I'll take your word on this one. As long as she treats you like a committed woman who cares about you... I won't have to do anything we'll all regret. If you trust her, I won't question it. But make no mistake. That doesn't mean that I do. Is that fair?
Papa Tymisonn: *sigh* Yes...
Papa Tymisonn: I'll just have to work on you, that's all.
Lithaladhwen: *mutters to herself* Ask me about your perfect woman. Whatever. *recreases her napkin*
Lithaladhwen: *abrupt subject change!* What do you want me to do with your notes when I'm done with them?
Papa Tymisonn: Return them. They still come in handy, from time to time...
Papa Tymisonn: (House is such a darned awesome show sometimes...)
Lithaladhwen: (I've heard. I should watch it someday.)
Papa Tymisonn: (It's on tonight. Check away.)
Lithaladhwen: (Nah. That would require turning on the television and it's in another room. Too much work.)
Papa Tymisonn: (Ah. I'm efficient. It's to my left.)
Papa Tymisonn: (And Lex is here.)
Lithaladhwen: (Dude. Cool.)
Lithaladhwen: All right. I'll make sure I get those back to you. I guess I need to start a new set of notes as well.
Lithaladhwen: Eh. I can procrastinate a while longer. Wonder how long I can wait before I get in trouble.
Papa Tymisonn: Who knows...
Lithaladhwen: Eh. You give enough people goosebumps they tend to make allowances. *smirk* *confidential whisper*See, the joke is, a lot of people think I'm crazy. *nodnod*
Lithaladhwen: *dramatic wink and another nod*
Papa Tymisonn: But... but... you are... :-)
Lithaladhwen: ^_^ It's been suggested.
Lithaladhwen: Nothing wrong with being a little off-balance. Keeps people on their toes. And THAT, brother of mine, is good for their circulation. People need to be surprised every now and again.
Lithaladhwen: So... what are your plans for the rest of the day? Anything left on your plate after you finish feeding me?
Papa Tymisonn: ... that's usually me...
Papa Tymisonn: Just dinner tonight.
Lithaladhwen: *nod*
Lithaladhwen: *looks around* Yeah, at some point I have to do a thing.
Papa Tymisonn: Have to go beat someone ELSE up?
Lithaladhwen: Not unless they're really begging for it.
Lithaladhwen: But, um... yeah.
Papa Tymisonn: ^_^ Need to go, then?
Lithaladhwen: *wavers* I probably should. *smirk* I don't need to be burning through all your money in one day.
Papa Tymisonn: Alright. But give your ugly brother a hug before you go... *stands and opens arms*
Lithaladhwen: *sighs* All right. *hug*
Papa Tymisonn: *hugback* Love you, Es.
Lithaladhwen: ...I love you too Sal. *dislodges from the hug*
Lithaladhwen: Seeya.
Lithaladhwen: *heads out*
Papa Tymisonn: *waves*
Lithaladhwen: </mini-rp?>
Papa Tymisonn: </mini-rp!>
Papa Tymisonn: ... have you ever done that before?
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, I have. It's not my most-favoritest way of RPing, but I have. CIRPs usually end that way with me anyway.
Lithaladhwen: Brian and I tend to eat chats and RP for hours by ourselves with several lurkers.
Papa Tymisonn: Why is it not favouritest?
Lithaladhwen: No witnesses, I guess.
Lithaladhwen: I'm a showoff.
Papa Tymisonn: You did very well to me.
Lithaladhwen: Well, glad you think so.
Lithaladhwen: You're not so bad yourself. ^_~
Papa Tymisonn: Why thank you, my dear.
Lithaladhwen: Heh.
Lithaladhwen: I totally have to log this.
Lithaladhwen: But then again I log everythign.
Papa Tymisonn: You'd better.
Lithaladhwen: *everything
Lithaladhwen: Well, I need sleepy stuff. Night, sir!
Papa Tymisonn: Night, miss!