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Saeros: *bored* *reads his book*
Yaban: an elf! *watches*
Saeros: *reads* *thinks about Ruru being off with Ame today* *sighs* *turns page, reads more*
Yaban: *stealth*
Saeros: *oblivious*
Yaban: *poke*
Saeros: *jumps* o.o Oh. Hi.
Yaban: Are you a boy elf or a girl elf? o.o
Saeros: Boy. Obviously.
Yaban: is it obvious? I keep screwing it up
Saeros: I think it is. You know, that question is rather rude. Some people might be offended if you just go up to them and ask their gender
Yaban: o.o
Yaban: well. I was going to start off with "hello, miss"
Saeros: *closes his book and places it neatly in his lap* A simple 'hullo' would have sufficed. Then you could tell from tone of voice if nothing else
Yaban: >.> <.< maybe
Saeros: I take it you don't talk to a lot of people, then?
Yaban: er. no.
Saeros: Me either. At least, not since I died. *offers his hand* I'm Saeros. What's your name?
Yaban: *shakes it* I'm Yaban.
Saeros: A pleasure, I'm sure.
Yaban: sorry for being rude...I'm just twitchy after I started off my meeting with Lai's troupe thinking they were all women
Yaban: I'm not too good at guessing with foreigners o.o
Saeros: *nods* I guess it must be a little weird being among Elfs, if you aren't used to us. Our males do tend to be a lot more feminin than human males
Yaban: indeed. I'm sorry
Saeros: it's alright. We all make mistakes. I just think you should be careful about who you're rude to. I was murdered because I was rude to someone
Yaban: O.O who?
Saeros: Turin
Saeros: killed me because I insulted his mother's bloodlines.
Yaban: Oh, that's a reason they'd use back where I came from. I just got exiled though ¬.¬ class favouritism is good. Finally. Something your land has in common with us. *nods approvingly*
Saeros: Class differential is greatly looked down upon by my people. Turin was exiled for my murder. Or so I read, at least.
Yaban: It can be useful. If you're in an upper one, anyway.
Saeros: *shrugs* I guess. Although, I think I am happy there is no class system, because I would be at the very bottom of it, now.
Yaban: What do you do?
Saeros: I'm currently a scholar and scribe. Although I can hunt and sing as well, my parents taught me those skills.
Yaban: Scholar's aren't too low
Saeros: *shrugs* Low enough. Especially if you don't have a patron.
Yaban: Ah well.
Saeros: *nods and looks at his hands*
Yaban: *eyedart* Er. What are you reading?
Saeros: A book of Elvish poetry.
Yaban: ah.
Saeros: This one was written by my teacher. I bought it while I was shopping yesterday.
Yaban: What're elven poems about?
Saeros: History, love, nature, the stars or the Valar/
nutmeg kawano: *.
Yaban: *nods* alrighty
Saeros: It's mostly about the word play. Metaphors are highly favoured.
Yaban: Ah. *darkly* metaphors
Saeros: *nods* *idly traces designs with his finger onto the cover of the book*
Yaban: Right then. I think I've managed to hide from Mareke long enough...
Saeros: Why are you hiding?
Yaban: I think I did something to really annoy her. Again.
Saeros: Oh. Maybe bring her some flowers to apologize? I used to do that when I upset my mother when I was little.
Yaban: *blinks* That's an idea.
Saeros: *nods sagely*
Yaban: I usually just avoid her or sleep. She never tells me what it is I do, either
Saeros: Maybe it's just her female mood swings?
Yaban: her what now?
Saeros: Her being a woman. Woman have a tendency to be more radically emotional then men.
Yaban: well now. I was worried it was elf-triggered
Yaban: But it's a woman thing. o.o thank goodness
Saeros: Now that you mention it, it could be Elf triggered. By a certain Elf, if she has reason. You say you've known this group for some time?
Yaban: *nods*
Saeros: Have anything done anything that might make her uncomfortable to be around them?
Yaban: I think Lai told her she shouldn't be my servant or something once but not much else
Saeros: Oh. *taps his book for a moment, then seems to come to some sort of decision* Do you know Silinde at all?
Yaban: Know of him. Never really spoke to him
Saeros: What do you know?
Yaban: His hair is pink no matter what Lai says and he's kind of short. And he had a hat
Saeros: *slightly disappointed* That's all?
Yaban: *shrugs* I know about *Lai* and the evil thing that is Rumil, but no, not Silinde
Saeros: That's ok. I'll just have to talk to him myself, is all.
Yaban: Alrighty.
Saeros: *fingers the pages of his book nervously*
Yaban: Something wrong?
Saeros: Hmmn? No. It's nothing.
Yaban: Everyone always answers that
Saeros: I'm sorry. I really don't know you. I don't feel comfortable discussing my personal problems
Yaban: Ah. Sorry. I was just worried I was causing it.
Saeros: No. Not you.
Yaban: Alright
Saeros: *holds the book tightly* It's just something I have to do, and it's a little difficult for me
Yaban: Alcohol *nods*
Saeros: No. I need to have control of my facilities. Alchohol is for the weak minded.
Yaban: Only if you have too much of it
Saeros: I think having any at all is too much.
Yaban: Well, we differ there then
Saeros: So it seems. *stands up and dusts himself off*
Yaban: *raises eyebrow*
Saeros: The ground's dirty. And I felt weird sitting while you stood.
Yaban: *nods* *eyes the ground before crouching down and digging through it, slightly*
Saeros: *watches* What are you doing?
Yaban: thought I saw something...
Saeros: Right. I think I have to go now.
Yaban: Aha! *pulls out a large hatpin*
Saeros: Umn... O.o
Yaban: yes?
Saeros: Nothing. I think I'm going to go try and find Silinde now, though.
Yaban: Good luck, then.
Saeros: *polite nod* Thank you. And good luck to you with your female friend.
couldn't follow Sae's suggestion with the flowers because I ran into her too soon, but give me time.
Yaban: I met a new elf ^_^
Mareke: Oh yay.
Yaban: It had a book
Mareke: It? You still having trouble telling them apart?
Yaban: This one informed me he was a boy elf. At length. But I was so sure this time it was a girl o.o
Mareke: e.e
Yaban: what?
Mareke: It's not that hard.
Yaban: is too!
Mareke: Maybe it's because you don't spend time with any women other than me. You can't tell what another one looks like.
Yaban: I have seen women in my life, thank you
Mareke: mmm.
TakaCrantz: ((looking for example pics of Sae to explain Yaban's plight. The first one I found: http://truthdetective.com/backdrop/imgshinya2.jpg )
Yaban: Here! http://truthdetective.com/backdrop/imgshinya7.jpg see if you don't mistake this for a woman
Mareke: *tsks* Women have better taste than that.
Yaban: I've seen your makeup ¬.¬
Mareke: If I'm not mistaken, *you're* the one who wears eyeliner under that helmet.
Yaban: ...it's to help my eyesight
Mareke: Of couse it is.
Yaban: Cuts down on the glare
Yaban: look! http://truthdetective.com/backdrop/imgshinya9.jpg still highly confusing o.o
Mareke: He doesn't have breasts, Yaban.
Yaban: He sort of looks like he does!
Mareke: *sighs*
Yaban: Really. And hips
Mareke: Men can have hips. Especially skinny ones. and all elves seem to look like they're afraid of eating.
Yaban: he looked like a girl!
Mareke: Still, you'd think by now you'd learn that the ones you think are girls aren't.
Yaban: ;_;
Mareke: You haven't been right yet, have you?
Yaban: I was right once
Mareke: Whith which one?
Yaban: Gildor
Mareke: I'd really worry if you'd thought he was a girl o.o
Yaban: Hush. Let me bask in my "I was right for once"ness
Yaban: But just note this. Lai's female cousin looks more male than he does
Mareke: Next you'll be saying Idril does too.
Yaban: Idril's an elf?
Mareke: Yes.
Yaban: o.o
Mareke: *pats*
Yaban: *whimper*
Mareke: Shh. You'll get the hang of it soon enough.
Yaban: They don't really have genders. It's all just one big joke. o.o
Mareke: Really, they do. They have children, you know. They don't just spawn.
Yaban: How do you know? That one elf they claimed was a boy is apparently pregnant. I'm on to them
Mareke: I didn't say they did it the same way we do...
Yaban: They have no gender. They're all its o.o
Mareke: *sighs again*
Yaban: what?
Mareke: They do, Yaban.
Yaban: do not
Mareke: This could go on all night...
Yaban: It isn't like I've ever seen proof, anyway.
Mareke: No, asking someone to prove their gender isn't generally an acceptable way to greet someone.
Yaban: I know. But I am forced to conclude, thanks to deeply repressed memories, that they are its
Mareke: If I agree will you finally let me get some sleep?
Yaban: no. I'm hyper
Mareke: I'm tired ;_;
Yaban: ;_;
Mareke: Though I suspect it mostly has to do with being forced to walk to Minas Tirith when it turns out I could have ridden in one of the damn wagons
Yaban: Exercise is good for you
Mareke: Watch it, or I'll start humming again.
Yaban: ¬.¬ fiend