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The Quest for Roommates, 2 [24 Trandary 2461]

(OOC: No, I didn't write this since Rhys (pre-nee "Mothra") showed up; I had written it a bit before he was born. Today is the first day when I had the time and energy to so much as post it.)

Ghirbis:"Sythyry! You're at the top of that yilliat tree, I know it for a sureness! Come down, descend, return to the earth and the boardwalk and the windowsill, for we must converse and discuss and, should all go well, hobnob!"

Me:[flying down]"You speak alarmingly and at great length!"

Ghirbis:"Oratory class -- if I cannot practice upon you, upon whom may I practice? The seller of lowly leeks and ramps and scallops in the market..."

Me:"Scallions, not scallops."[A literal translation would be, "prens and apples and souffles" -- " "pears, not souffles". -bb]

Ghirbis:"Scallions, of course! A seven-pronged iridescent licorice-stuffed curse upon the differences between the Yistreain and Choinxeian dialects -- they render all communication impossible and ineffectual and perhaps even inaccurate!"

Me:"Floosh."

Ghirbis:"Floosh?"

Me:"You can practice on Floosh."

Ghirbis:"A most redoubtable and invulnerable plan. In any case, we must discuss roommates."

Me:"I've had some slight disappointments. And mutations."

Ghirbis:"I, also, have had some slight disappointments. No mutations though."

Me:"Well, then. Vingi is content remaining where he is at the moment, at least until his lease is over, which will be somewhat under a year but not very much under a year."

Ghirbis:[singing]"Vingi is content -- octagonally content -- lazy and chubby and easy and content -- content, content! He shall not move, he shall not stir, he shall not budge, he is content!" She does this from time to time; all oratory students do.

Me:"Also Broon will not move from where he rests now -- and you must not sing about that! -- though he suggested that his fiance Anoof might very well share a room with Narngi."

Ghirbis:[singing]"I must not sing of Broon -- I shall not sing of Broon -- of Broon no chanting shall curl my tongue -- of Broon no tune may be begun."

Me:"I haven't tracked down Real-Eel yet. How are you doing?"

Ghirbis:"Narngi is generally interested, though of course she would prefer not to be the only Cani to be found. Claryelle is not interested. She spat -- she hissed -- she bit -- she clawed -- she assaulted me with sparks and lightnings and flashes and boomage."

Me:"That violent?"

Ghirbis:"In Claryelle you do not have your best friend, nor your heart's confidante, nor the carpenter to build your bedroom roof, nor the mighty hero to rescue your kidnapped half-sibling."

Me:"My half-sibling could char-broil half of Vheshrame. And marinate it first. Zie rarely needs zir rescuing."

Ghirbis:"Claryelle's opinion of you could also char-broil half of Vheshrame."

Me:"That bad? For rooming with Dustweed?"

Ghirbis:"I exaggerate slightly for oratorical prowess. Her exact words on the topic were, 'Sythyry is only moderately annoying, but zir friends are not to be tolerated around the house in which I live.' So, as you can see, she will chase you to the very tip of Choinxeia to have her revenge on you."

Me:"It is hard to adequately express my delight at this. At least without using vulgarity."

Ghirbis:"Vulgarity in Quendry House will only be permitted in the pantry!"

Me:"Far too strict! Vulgarity must be allowed in the parlor as well, as long as you or I have given the vulgarian a formal feather-decorated Staff of Low Language."

Ghirbis:"Ordinarily I recommend absolute strictness and will utterly defy your request ..."

Me:"Deny!"

Ghirbis:"Deny and defy both! But this time I understand the sensibility of your position. I shall be plucking you directly for the feathers!"

Me:"That you shall not!"

Ghirbis:"That I shall not! Still, we are not doing very well collecting minions to assuage our debts. We have, at most, half a room committed."

Me:"Well, we must ask Dubaille. No further choices remain to us in the entire city."

Ghirbis:"Now it is your time to swim with the boiling alligators."

Me:"We shall make Pazi-Pazi pay rent."

Ghirbis:"Ah! This will solve all serious difficulties. Still, rich as she may be, she will take up no bedroom -- let us rent the remaining three bedrooms none-the-less, and thereby become wealthy beyond our wildest dreams."

Me:"A most inspired plan."

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Was not the point of renting out the house to get away from Dubaille?

Perhaps it is time to, having winnowed away the potential room mates with whom Sythyry and Ghirbis are familiar, begin on the ones with whom they are not familiar.

I would give some thought to the alarming Sleeth!

The oratory style made me smile.

It also reminded me of the social convention implied by Malcolm Margolin in The Ohlone Way, that cultural importance and sophistication can be communicated by speaking STYLE over substance. While it is true that the SF Bay Area Native Peoples (usually lumped under the term Ohlone) had a staggering variety of unrelated languages, Margolin presents the idea that a high caste person would use a repetition heavy style of speech so the cadence would give his status. Knowing what the words meant didn't matter. The rhythm was the message and after visitor and host were suitably impressed with each other they could get down to trading (imposing gifts on each other).

Ghirbis would have been a spectacularly good ohlone trader.

I am tempted to change my LJ "name" to something along the lines of "swims with the boiling alligators", but that won't resolve your difficulties, as this monster has few funds, and none transferrable to the Bank of Teleporting Hexagons with which to help with your expenses.

Is there no student housing bureau or bulletin board on which to seek roommates?

I believe the line about Dubaille suggested that such a thing was, indeed, possible, in a suitably roundabout fashion.

I suppose it fortunate that Sythyry does not have to (?) worry about parental visits to the place of dwelling to see how well the offspring is doing -- and meeting the roommates.

'Boomage'
*giggles*

Hooray, a Sythyry! :)

Vulgarity in the pantry only? I'd have to set up a mattress there or something. :>
Concerning monstrous matters, if you see Bard, tell him I am very pleased to hear that Rhys is doing better, and send my best wishes.