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Twenty questions, now with tea.

Jun 27, 2010 16:32

Characters: Fuu Hououji, Mister Braxiatel, and Sophie Hatter
Location: The Tea House
Time: June 26, around 1pm - Continuing the threads with Brax and Sophie
Summary: Brax and Fuu have made it to safety in the Tea House. Nothing like a game of 20 questions over tea just after fleeing mortal peril!
Warnings: none

( Will that be for two or three? )

[doctor who] braxiatel (ou), [mkr] fuu hououji (ou), #season one, [howl's] sophie hatter (ou)

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wind_of_reason June 27 2010, 23:52:46 UTC

"Computers are only good for as long as they work!" Seeing as she wanted to be a computer systems engineer, it was something Fuu could say with conviction. She happily took her tea and had a seat at the table that Mister Braxiatel had set the plate of baked goods on. Yet the way that he was looking attentively around the room made her sit on the edge of her chair, ready to take action.

She returned his brief smile with one of her own, but a bit longer lasting. "I will do my best to not laugh at your serious questions, Mister Braxiatel. I don't have any control over anything but wind." Taking a sip of tea she sighed. He had helped save her from the Kirin and the plants, and had even ...walked over from the garden to do it. He deserved a bit more of her trust ( ... )

wind_of_reason June 28 2010, 03:13:25 UTC

Life talked into it? Encouragement? Miss Sophie didn't have any visible magic, but maybe her will was her power. It sounded very similar to the magic of Cephiro. Or actually that of Chizeta, like how Caladina had been able to manipulate her with her magic. Oh, but the surprises kept coming! She'd have to ask about it later.

"Seeing next Saturday would be great," she agreed. "I'd like to get in some solid archery practice sometime. But getting home would be even better..." Her family must be so terribly worried by now. She had to do her best to work with the others and find the way home ( ... )

wind_of_reason June 30 2010, 05:23:32 UTC

Fuu blinked at Mister Braxiatel. His answer was so... through, it was amazing! (She wasn't too surprised at the answer, however. He did have a bit of an accent.)

And it was 'Common' for Miss Sophie? It was an interesting idea that her Common could be English. What would make her think so?

"I don't see it the same as you," she answered them. "I see it in Japanese." With a grin she mused, "I wonder what it would look like if I wrote something out for you, because you can't change how the words are written even if you're able to understand them in the end... Well, maybe that doesn't matter."

"As for why I ask... I wonder." She despondently shifted her teacup as she laid out an explanation. "I was once in a situation where language was an important clue. We didn't find out the answer until it was too late, but... I just feel like nothing should be overlooked.

"Yet I can't quite figure out if it will all mean anything in the end. That the Deputy Drew sees it in Spanish and English, that Mister Xion has no name for his language, that ( ... )

wind_of_reason July 1 2010, 01:28:33 UTC

Fuu smiled a little at a sense of vindication - it seemed like her being concerned about the languages was at least a little important, according to Mister Braxiatel. The pleasant feeling was snatched away as the the hair on the back of her neck stood on end with the thought - 'We are being lied to in our minds'Then just when she thought that she'd hit her limit on surprises for the day, Mister Braxiatel went on about linguistic convergence and dimensions, she couldn't help but stare a bit. She was so taken in that she nearly missed his question to her ( ... )

wind_of_reason July 1 2010, 05:41:41 UTC

Twe-twenty seventh century? ...Of course, if people came from so many different worlds, why not different times as well. Of course.

She was glad that Mister Braxiatel had a theory about how the language was being translated, even though it was disconcerting. Where could the observers be keeping a computer big enough (even by 27th century standards?) to handle the processes? And that there was possibly a second mind... That was just downright disturbing. Almost as disturbing as imaging that the observers knew their very thoughts. She had thought that just restricting what was shown over the CATs might hide things from them, but perhaps that was too optimistic of her ( ... )