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sythyryMirrored from Sythyry.
I attempted to conduct investigations on my current theoretical hobbyhorse topic of interest. Being a wizard — and hence subtle and quick to anger — I approached the matter with great and terrible subtlety.
Phaniet
Me: “What do you think of Cani?”
Phaniet: “I think I am one. Why do you ask?”
Me: “I mean, would you ever, well, sleep with one?”
Phaniet: “Sythyry! If you want me gone, just say, ‘Phaniet, be gone!’ and I will go! You do not need to look for ideological excuses to get rid of me! Tossing me out of Castle Wrong on some stupid trumped-up accusation would be twice as painful as an honest dismissal! Great staring gods, though, what have I done to tick you off? Haven’t I been a good assistant, capable and independent and loyal when that was needed, quiet and obedient when that was?”
Me: “You’ve been pretty much perfect, and I want you to stay!”
Phaniet: “Then why … oh, great staring gods. You and Sazandigraa?“
Me: “Well, yes, me and Sazandigraa.”
Phaniet: “So Castle Wrong is turning into Castle Right, now? That’s horrible, that’s evil, that’s … “
Me: “Not what I’m doing at all. I’m just trying to broaden the definition of traff that we use so it includes, um, me. Since I like non-Zi-Ri just as much as I ever did.”
Phaniet was dubious.
Phaniet: “I am dubious!”
I showed her various theoretical musings, of my own and various correspondants. She read them, tail twitching Sleethishly.
Phaniet: “You’re a better enchanter than you are a sociological theoretician, boss.”
Me: “That’s probably true.”
Phaniet: “So what’s this going to mean in practical terms?”
Me: “In practical terms, I think I need to apologize to Tarfnie.”
Phaniet: “Tarfnie is a shit-sheep, and as vicious as a Sleeth and twice as dangerous. If he comes back, I am giving Este a big pile of the nastiest bound spells I can cast.” Phaniet was not fond of Tarfnie, perhaps because he had cracked Este’s skull when Este tried to break up a fight.
Me: “Not that big an apology. I don’t imagine he’d want to come back in any case. What I mean is, no changes for the current Wrongfolk. I might be a bit more broad-minded about people who I once would have disapproved of on ideological grounds.”
Phaniet: “Oh, if that’s all, it’s OK. But I don’t really like having an official ideology of transaffection or any such thing.”
Me: “It’s less of an ideology than before! I’m just trying to understand it a bit better!”
Phaniet: “I like the first half of that.”
Me: “And, speaking of this ‘like’ of which you speak, do you like Cani?”
Phaniet: “I like Este, a Rassimel, and Mellilot, a Herethroy. Anyone else attempting to get between my legs has to undergo a lengthy and careful screening process, including but certainly not limited to an investigation of just what species they are. I am quite fussy about just whom I play with … fussier than you are, in fact.
Me: “Is that a yes or a no?”
Phaniet: “It’s a ‘I won’t tell you, but you can find out when you smell them on me.’”
Me: “I can’t smell that well.”
Phaniet: “No? You’re certainly being nosy enough today.”
And that is all I got out of her on that topic.
Arfaen
Me: “Arfaen? Could you tell me how attracted you are by the eight prime species, one by one?”
Arfaen: “Sure thing! Gormoror: medium. Khtsoyis: low but I’d like to try once. Herethroy: None for now, please, I’m not over the last one. Orren: Yummy! Rassimel: medium. Sleeth: I’m a bit scared. Zi Ri: … c’mon over here, you.”
Me: “I didn’t mean that as a pass at you! Really!”
Arfaen: “Nobody asks a question like that and doesn’t mean it as a pass. Not smelling the way you do anyhow!”
Me: “How do I smell?”
Arfaen: “Nervous and excited. Like ‘c’mon over here, you’ is the right answer to your first question. So, are we going to somewhere private?”
Me: “Um … well … yes …”
And the discussion diverged into a brief theoretical discussion of another sort. Arfaen and I are officially good friends and members of the same household who have shared adventures and troubles, and who should not be shy about sharing beds and bodies, but who have no greater claim on each other than that. (I think that “member of the same household” could also be translated as “married, but not very married”, for a Cani who is trying to simulate a traditional Cani marriage with a pile of non-Cani.) Arfaen is absolutely not willing to have any sort of committed relationship with a single person, though I understand that the Castle Wrong community serves her somewhat as a diffuse replacement for a longhouse, meaning that she is emotionally capable of playing with any of them. Also, perhaps, incapable of not playing with any of them; see previous entries about her ability to keep her pants on. (I have distinctly no grounds for complaint about this point.)
And, on the original question, I don’t know if that includes the other Cani or not. She never answered that.
Neither did Phaniet. Cani always outmaneuver you socially.
So I asked some non-Cani.
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Date: 2010-08-09 12:32 pm (UTC)I'm glad you and Arfaen are still enjoying each other's company, at least. :D
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Date: 2010-08-09 01:45 pm (UTC)Of course I have no idea whatsoever how you would choof that. I only barely understand you not-monsters enough to give random advice.
And enough to find myself on one of our shared virtual alternate worlds, conversing about something in the social channel, and claiming affan in something or other ... it left me an odd taste in my mouth as I am much more sleethy than canide.
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Date: 2010-08-09 01:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-09 02:29 pm (UTC)And I think that they both answered that question, in their own way.
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Date: 2010-08-09 02:40 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-08-09 04:18 pm (UTC)I mean, you're not going to get out of this without a scandel, but people will eventually forgive and forget one night of passion. You might as well *not* wait to talk to the Ship's Gossip anyway.
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Date: 2010-08-09 04:40 pm (UTC)'Cause I wasn't the right prime
You didn't even want me around
And now I'm back, to let you know
I can become any of 'em
Do you love me? (I can be Orren!)
Do you love me? (Or a Rassimel too)
Ah do you love? (Do you love me)
Now that I can Cloak (Cloak)
Watch me now, oh (cloak, cloak)
Shifting my body (cloak, cloak)
Well you're drivin' me crazy (cloak, cloak)
But it doesn't change my soul no (cloak)
I can be Khtsoyis (I can be Gormoror)
And I can be a Sleeth (I can be a Cani)
Now tell me baby (tell me baby)
Which prime you like best? (Are Herethroy best?)
Tell me (tell me)
Tell me
Do you love me? (Do you love me)
Now, do you love me? (Do you love me)
Now, do you love me? (Do you love me)
Cloaked like another prime (prime!)
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Date: 2010-08-09 04:45 pm (UTC)Mynthë would have laughed terribly at that, or thrown something at you, or perhaps both.
*laugh*
Date: 2010-08-09 05:01 pm (UTC)Heh. Yeah. But that's the value of diversity: people are good at different things, so you always have an expert if you need one. Cani outmaneuver your enemies socially too.
Re: *laugh*
Date: 2010-08-09 05:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-09 05:33 pm (UTC)Er, wait. Anyone else other than the Mayor of Eigrach.
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Date: 2010-08-09 05:36 pm (UTC)Laughter gives one poor aim.
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Date: 2010-08-09 06:48 pm (UTC)I'd suggest Sythyry consult Windigar, for the friendly non-traff opinion.
Talking to anyone in Eigrach about traff just seems like a mistake.
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Date: 2010-08-09 08:47 pm (UTC)Just because someone says things one does not wish to hear does not automatically mean those things are true.
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Date: 2010-08-10 01:25 pm (UTC)I used to have a friend who'd say that 'you find out the truth about people when they're angry'. Which is almost a proverb, but I dobn't think that anger is really the key to revelation any more than depression or hatred. All emotions tedn to distort the truth, in different ways.
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