crystal

[rathercommon]

FORM: Crystallll
SENDER: Kitty Jones
RECIPIENT: Everyone
WHAT: DOGS DOGS DOGS DOGS EVERYBODYYYY DOGS DOGS DOGS DOGS DOGS
WHEN: Nowish
WHERE: Everywhere
NOTES: Everyone seems sad so: dogs

[ Kitty sounds faintly aggrieved. The reason: ]

So, there's this dog that started following me about. I guess it's mine now or - something. Anyway. Has anyone got ideas for a name?

Comments

[esquive]

You'll change your mind when she eats one of your shoes.

[rathercommon]

[ Uh. ]

Do dogs really do that?

[esquive]

And belts and hats and books and anything they haven't been taught not to eat. Really mind the leather especially though. I think they like the smell.

[rathercommon]

Well - all right. What else should I watch out for?

[esquive]

They'll also try to get underfoot when it's inconvenient, so you'll want to make sure she knows to stay put when you're working. But a mabari probably won't have the same kind of trouble with that. --And don't let her eat dead things or her breath will knock you out.

[He knows next to nothing about dogs. Only--]

They're good to have in winter though. Better than a hot water skin or a warmed rock in the bed.

[rathercommon]

[ Oh, yeah. They don't have radiators here, do they. They probably use things like...fireplaces. Goodness. ]

Terrible right now, though. When everything's so hot and sticky. When's this going to end, by the way?

[esquive]

In Kirkwall? Give it to late Harvestmere. Second week of Firstfall for certain.

[rathercommon]

I have no idea what that means.

[esquive]

Someone should give you people lessons when you come through those rifts.

[Honestly.]

August - this month - is the eighth one. Then comes Kingsway, Harvestmere, Firstfall and Haring. You know the days of the week, don't you?

[rathercommon]

Er - no.

[ God, she does hate feeling like a child. ]

Unless I'm lucky enough that they're Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and so on.

[esquive]

--followed by Thursday, Friday, Saturday. Sunday comes before Monday as well.

[Doesn't hurt to be thorough. Maybe she's from a place where it's Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Benjamin, Friday, and so on.]

What else has no one told you?

[This all seems vastly more important than the naming of a dog.]

[rathercommon]

Oh, thank goodness.

[ Looks like she is lucky. ]

And - I don't know. I've spent a lot of time getting up to date on politics, you know, and history, as best I can. And I've learned some about the Fade, and Andrastism. The Chantry, and Corypheus, which meant reading about Tevinter, too - and I went there, too, to learn about it firsthand. Erm -

[ Oh. ]

Where do you get chocolate?

[esquive]

[Pour de vrai?]

To buy for eating or how it's made? [Fingers crossed for the former cause he knows exactly nothing about the second one.]

[rathercommon]

To buy for baking with. I've got a friend [ friend? friend. ] who wants some.

[ Don't worry, m'sieur, she already suspects you're a little bit more street-wise than science-wise. ]

[esquive]

You'll want to try the Hightown markets for it. The vendors change, of course, but better there than anywhere else. Look for dwarves; they're more likely to have it... for baking.

[Raw? Whatever. Not already in a cake.]

You know how to get there, yes? And that it's expensive.

[rathercommon]

Well, is there a place that's less expensive?

[esquive]

[Does every Rifter have a particular fondness for wildly overpriced food? No, Brónach exists.]

You might try asking Von Ottenheim. The gentleman in the diplomacy division with the sharpened side burns.

[rathercommon]

I can do that. Thanks. And yeah, I do know it'll be more expensive, too. I mean, that's how war works, right?

[esquive]

[Sure, let's go with that.]

I believe so.

[rathercommon]

Um - oh. Another thing. You're Orlesian, right?

[esquive]

What gave it away?

[Ha ha ha funny joke.]

[rathercommon]

[ c'mon dude ]

What do Orlesians like?

[esquive]

[Telling everyone else in the world they're wrong is a time honored national past time, thank you very much.]

It must depend on which Orlesian you're talking to. But good food and wine is common and I think most like cleverness as that's how the Game gets played. Hunting. Books? I'm partial to lamb for eating, myself. The same as everyone else, only sure of it.

[rathercommon]

How about - an Orlesian woman who wants to seem silly? Would it be insulting to get her a book, if part of playing the Game for her was seeming like she didn't engage in intellectual pursuits?

[esquive]

[Consider him officially out of his depth by 'Orlesian woman', but never mind that. The sure part stands whether it's right or not.]

It depends. Would you say this woman thinks you're trustworthy?