just a second; voice

[mongoosegrin]

[a little action for gilded castle residents:

one of the windows on the fourth floor? there's legs and naked feet dangling in them. the soles are looking a little, uh. black.

for everyone else, though! just a voice, breathy and bored, but melodic in a quest for a pleasant air.]

Well, for now...I would like to know more about this...eh...[

Comments

[of_arabia]

[Ugh. He can't even do his gardening without the little gnome appearing, can he. Arabia shades his eyes with a frown as he hears that voice.]

Because the city disapproves of your inelegant displays of belligerence.

[mongoosegrin]

[lalala yeah you sit down there and be a loser on the ground! Alex is on his back on that angled roof, feet kicking and dangling carefree.]

Belliiiigerence. [heh.] I assume that is a negative word for something, yes?

[of_arabia]

[Eeeyeroll. Arabia goes right back to his weeding. Although perhaps with a bit more force 8| ]

I'm sure it's lovely that despite your ignorance you have some vague grasp on contextual understanding.

[mongoosegrin]

[he laughs.]

Ohhh, it must be such a pain being so smart in this place! You have my sympathies. My inelegant belligerent sympathies. [hee hee.]

[of_arabia]

It is an incredible annoyance. [Oh yeah, no, he's happy to agree with that.] They'll never be returned to me, all these wasted moments spent explaining perfectly intelligible concepts to those too dim-witted to attempt to understand them on their own.

And I believe I've already enjoyed your sympathies to their fullest. But I'm sure it was a lovely sentiment.

[mongoosegrin]

[bla bla bla blablalbalbalba whatever, dude. oh, hey. look. a cloud that is 800 TIMES MORE INTERESTING THAN WHATEVER IS SPEWING OUT OF YOUR MOUTH.

talking over him at "--was a lovely...":]

The Lumas women talk like you back home. Big words, haughty voices. All they do is read books and fix broken bones. They insist every word they say is veeeery important, but I cannot recall a single thing that ever really mattered at the time. [by now, he's not even really holding his volume to be heard from that high up.]

Perhaps they need to talk an equal amount as the miles that they do not get to walk. Like me.

[of_arabia]

[Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeyeroll.]

I am not surprised in slightest that the merits of scholasticism would be beyond you. But then the short-sighted tend to find early graves, so nothing of value is really lost there.

[mongoosegrin]

Ah, nothing like the value of creaky joints and hair loss. [WHAAATEVER.]

[of_arabia]

[Hair loss? You did not even go there.]

My, what high aspirations you espouse.

[mongoosegrin]

[rolling onto his side, propping his weight under an arm.] Ha. You think so?

[of_arabia]

Dying young, bloody, and uneducated. I'll certainly have to pass that along to my children.

[mongoosegrin]

You have children? [that's awful.]

[of_arabia]

[He has an apprentice who is not of his blood, but is his daughter, and he has an arrangement with his best friend to provide her with children in a few years, if she does not find someone she likes better than him. Disgustingly enough, Tinkerbell and Bambi also look to him as a father. So despite being a big gay, yes. Yes, he has children.

THAT however, is none of Alexander Darkov's business.]

Yes. [Witheringly.] I do.

[mongoosegrin]

[oh. HI COMMENT, YOU'RE MAGICALLY BACK.

anywho, Alex laughs, and that's about it. because it's funny. what else could he say? it's really unfortunate.]

[of_arabia]

[His eyes are going to roll out of his head if he keeps this up. He dusts his pants off as he rises, really just doesn't need any more of this giggling thing.]

I wouldn't let the city's disapproval stop you, by the way. [He comments blandly.] I would love to see its reaction to a more troublesome case.

[He doesn't have any empirical evidence on those grounds, it's a real shame. He's also going inside now, mongoose boy. Huff.]

[mongoosegrin]

Haha, ah? [drawing his legs up and leaning to peer down, grinning and calling after him.] Are you volunteering?