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[xceptional.insanejournal.com]

Who: Noric and Xavier
Where: ramshackle rustic house near the Lacerta border of Lepus
When: Year 185, late spring (and onwards)
What: married life

[In the kitchen, Noric shouts through the door into the next room.]

Xavier, either you move this pile of books from where they are, or they will tragically find themselves knocked into the fire.

Comments

Re: [Year 186, fall, Lepus]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

They do?

Re: [Year 186, fall, Lepus]

[xceptional.insanejournal.com]

...yes?

Re: [Year 186, fall, Lepus]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

Hmm. Interesting.

Re: [Year 186, fall, Lepus]

[xceptional.insanejournal.com]

[...is this conversation really happening...]

It's just a matter of being civil.

Re: [Year 186, fall, Lepus]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

Why bother?

Re: [Year 186, fall, Lepus]

[xceptional.insanejournal.com]

[okay, STARES]

Because if you're not, you'll find dealing with other people will quickly become unpleasant.

Re: [Year 186, fall, Lepus]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

I didn't know that was a deterrent.

Re: [Year 186, fall, Lepus]

[xceptional.insanejournal.com]

How on earth do you manage to negotiate trades or services?

Re: [Year 186, fall, Lepus]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

I trade information.

Re: [Year 186, fall, Lepus]

[xceptional.insanejournal.com]

You spend half your time telling me how uneducated I am. Do you do that with others, or am I just special?

Re: [Year 186, fall, Lepus]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

[hesitates]

I don't know anyone.

Re: [Year 186, fall, Lepus]

[xceptional.insanejournal.com]

[this seems unsurprising, but ... also a bit sad. shifts tack a little.]

When you trade information, though. How do you normally handle that?

Re: [Year 186, fall, Lepus]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

Professionally. I tell them what they want and they exchange what I need. [shrugs] That's all. What else is there?

Re: [Year 186, fall, Lepus]

[xceptional.insanejournal.com]

So you bother with civility.

Re: [Year 186, fall, Lepus]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

I suppose so.

Re: [Year 186, fall, Lepus]

[xceptional.insanejournal.com]

That's all I was getting at.

[finally, they reach the house. opens the door and heads inside.]

Re: [Year 186, fall, Lepus]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

[???]

Re: [Year 186, fall, Lepus]

[xceptional.insanejournal.com]

[I am not explaining social protocol to you again.]

I... don't suppose you had dinner before... [vague hand gesture = running out to find me]

Re: [Year 186, fall, Lepus]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

Oh... I forgot.

Re: [Year 186, fall, Lepus]

[xceptional.insanejournal.com]

[will just assume that's his fault for up and leaving.]

I'll make something.

Re: [Year 186, fall, Lepus]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

Thank you.

Re: [Year 186, fall, Lepus]

[xceptional.insanejournal.com]

[into the NICELY REORGANISED KITCHEN to start up some cooking.]

Re: [Year 186, fall, Lepus]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

[watches]

Re: [Year 186, fall, Lepus]

[xceptional.insanejournal.com]

[creeper.]

[going about it easily.]

Re: [Year 186, fall, Lepus]

[xistential.insanejournal.com]

[no social decorum, remember]

What are you making?