RP logs: Christmas visit conversation (almostaprince)
Vicki!mun: "the latest of whom still lives in Toronto." ... for a certain value of 'live'
Henry!mun: Resides? :)
Henry: Lurks. *amused*
Vicki: DO NOT
Henry: *smiles*
Vicki: I'm in the yellow pages, you...
Henry: Yes?
Vicki: *shakes her head, half-glaring* I don't generally lurk. I don't even use an 'artistic' name!
Henry: *still amused* I defy you to publish historical romances under the name Henry Fitzroy.
Vicki: THAT would also be a pseudonym for me. ... besides, while I can get the historical part right, I don't think I can stomach the romance aspect.
Henry: No, I suppose not. *but he certainly doesn't mind that at all*
Vicki: Besides, I've got a job.
Henry: And one that you do well.
Vicki: *small nod, small smile. Not that she said that she has a job, not that she has a real job. She's nice. Not that she's missed him or anything. Ahem.* Oh, um. Mike suggested visiting the kid... I mean, Tony, for Christmas. How bad an idea do you think that would be? ... I mean, not him visiting Tony. Me showing up.
Henry: I think... *slowly, thinking it over* With some planning, we could make it work. *is more heartened by what happened last time, even if it did involve copious amounts of bloodshed. besides, he's learned not to oppose Vicki straight off if he really wants to*
Vicki: Okay. So we should probably consider this start-of-planning. Or mental getting-used-to, at least. Still the same place?
Henry: For me, yes. You may prefer to stay with Tony, in that case.
Vicki: Well, yes. Or maybe not with him, but not there under your nose, either. *hey, considering Tony's apartment...*
Vicki: ... and no pink frills.
Henry: *faint chuckle* In either case. Tony's grown up some, you may have heard. It's possible... *laughs. actually laughs, which surprises him too* No pink frills.
Vicki: Good. *smiles at the sound, even if still irked, a lot, about the pink. freaking. frills.* And... I mean, it's supposed to happen and all that. Growing up. *headtilts* What's possible? That is, what did you mean to finish that with?
Henry: Nothing important. It's possible that his apartment somewhat less resembles a... a college student's room.
Vicki: *deadpan* Male college student or female?
Henry: *manages not to choke on that* Male.
Vicki: Mmm. Which probably means there's a small biology research goldmine on the couch.
Jag: Henry: I believe he does at least keep it ... somewhat clean. *considering he sleeps on that couch half the time*
Vicki: Oh, good, so one's not to expect sentient life.
Henry: *is so smiling, though he's trying not to be obvious about it* He will clean it for you to stay, if you wish.
Vicki: *small sigh* I'm sure. But there're also two of us, so we'd be crowding him... We'll figure it out. It'll be easily accessible and safe either way. The advantage to not-emergency traveling.
Henry!mun: Resides? :)
Henry: Lurks. *amused*
Vicki: DO NOT
Henry: *smiles*
Vicki: I'm in the yellow pages, you...
Henry: Yes?
Vicki: *shakes her head, half-glaring* I don't generally lurk. I don't even use an 'artistic' name!
Henry: *still amused* I defy you to publish historical romances under the name Henry Fitzroy.
Vicki: THAT would also be a pseudonym for me. ... besides, while I can get the historical part right, I don't think I can stomach the romance aspect.
Henry: No, I suppose not. *but he certainly doesn't mind that at all*
Vicki: Besides, I've got a job.
Henry: And one that you do well.
Vicki: *small nod, small smile. Not that she said that she has a job, not that she has a real job. She's nice. Not that she's missed him or anything. Ahem.* Oh, um. Mike suggested visiting the kid... I mean, Tony, for Christmas. How bad an idea do you think that would be? ... I mean, not him visiting Tony. Me showing up.
Henry: I think... *slowly, thinking it over* With some planning, we could make it work. *is more heartened by what happened last time, even if it did involve copious amounts of bloodshed. besides, he's learned not to oppose Vicki straight off if he really wants to*
Vicki: Okay. So we should probably consider this start-of-planning. Or mental getting-used-to, at least. Still the same place?
Henry: For me, yes. You may prefer to stay with Tony, in that case.
Vicki: Well, yes. Or maybe not with him, but not there under your nose, either. *hey, considering Tony's apartment...*
Vicki: ... and no pink frills.
Henry: *faint chuckle* In either case. Tony's grown up some, you may have heard. It's possible... *laughs. actually laughs, which surprises him too* No pink frills.
Vicki: Good. *smiles at the sound, even if still irked, a lot, about the pink. freaking. frills.* And... I mean, it's supposed to happen and all that. Growing up. *headtilts* What's possible? That is, what did you mean to finish that with?
Henry: Nothing important. It's possible that his apartment somewhat less resembles a... a college student's room.
Vicki: *deadpan* Male college student or female?
Henry: *manages not to choke on that* Male.
Vicki: Mmm. Which probably means there's a small biology research goldmine on the couch.
Jag: Henry: I believe he does at least keep it ... somewhat clean. *considering he sleeps on that couch half the time*
Vicki: Oh, good, so one's not to expect sentient life.
Henry: *is so smiling, though he's trying not to be obvious about it* He will clean it for you to stay, if you wish.
Vicki: *small sigh* I'm sure. But there're also two of us, so we'd be crowding him... We'll figure it out. It'll be easily accessible and safe either way. The advantage to not-emergency traveling.