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The Snub [20 Thory 4261]

Dustweed and Tethezai and Esory and I stopped at the buttery for some butter and some things to put it on. Well, I assume that Tethezai was planning to take some butter home and put it on Dustweed later. Since we no longer share a room, I no longer have to think about such matters.

I persuaded Dustweed to carry my plate, since zie is generously provided with hands. I sat on her shoulder and made her look glorious and romantical ... well, that would work better if the conical romantical hat weren't still getting repaired. I am wearing the pastel rainbow fez. I still do not know if it looks ridiculous or not.

In any case, a very elegant (and possibly ridiculous) Zi Ri cannot fail to improve a rather ugly both-female's looks and prospects both.

And we sat down and devoured platefuls of squat noodles with a vaguely offensive bird-and-bean stew, with eggplants. Esory vowed to hurl more eggplants through the kitchen windows.

And of course Ilottat and two Orren whom I do not know walked in, and got their own plates of noodles. It was crowdedish time of day, and they sat two tables away from us.

I waved and grinned at him.

In a brilliant display of spontenaity and affection, he ignored me.

I excused myself briefly and flew over to join him. Specifically I landed on the table, with just his platter between us, and peered at him, and said, "Hello, Ilottat."

He blinked at me a few times, and said, "Um ... Hezimikkinen? I did not expect you in the Academy Buttery!"

This called for a brilliantly biting response. Of course I couldn't think of one. "I'm not Hezimikkinen. Hezimikkinen doesn't have feathers, for one thing. I'm Sythyry."

"Sythery," he mis-said in a very blank voice. His companions laughed.

"Sythyry. We've been in ... several classes together."

"I suppose we might have done. I hadn't really noticed."

"Of course I look like half the other students in any class here. Except for the feathers. And scales. And height. And wings. And...." I blasted his noodles with fire breath, and flew back to my table.

Sometimes I wish that my breath were more imposing than your average candle, without magical assistance.

I was far too upset to eat. Esory asked various pointed questions about why I was so upset, and insinuated this and that which I thought was true but seems not to be, and I got even more upset and told them all more or less what was going on.

At about that time, Ilottat somehow knocked a big chalice of fruit juice onto his companion's plate, and then knocked his own plate into the other companion's lap while trying to clean up.

And I couldn't help staring. Orren are so devastatingly cute when they're in Wild Rush, even ones who don't look a tenth part as good as Ilottat.

Anyways, they grouched off to clean up and everything, and I didn't see them again.

Tethezai and Dustweed and Esory were all sensible at me, and recommended that I dump him immediately and find someone who actually likes me and, perhaps, is willing to talk to me in public. "Though it is a bit of a challenge, being transaffectionate in public," said Dustweed, who is still working fairly hard at it. I ought to write down what she said to think about it more: it was all long and sensible. I probably won't though.

'cause, when I got home (some hours later, after sitting in three lectures of which I actually followed about a word and a quarter) and pried Anoof off of Leiska (well, no, they weren't copulating, but they were all cuddled up together), and was looking up sufficiently nasty words to tell Ilottat, Anoof handed me one of Ilottat's cards.

I'm very sorry for this noontime. Please forgive me ... please come to my apartment and I promise I will completely make it up to you.

Fly fly fly oops Cloak of Another God dress run run runrunrun cry scratch-the-door see-him cry get-quick-apology fall-into-arms cry get-gentle-reminder turn-back-to-Zi-Ri get-longer-apology fall-on-bed copulate copulate. forgive.

I'm not going about this very elegantly, am I?

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If your orren is afraid to be visibly trans-affectionate, that's one thing. But I'd strongly recommend insisting that he at least be willing to admit that he knows you. Surely an orren and a Zi Ri can speak, especially if they're classmates, without even the most paranoid parents-of-orren reaching undesired conclusions.

How did anyone think making this chap a diplomat would be a good idea? O_o

[OOC: I hope it comes out IC sometime soon. He got sent to study diplomacy, 'cause, well, he really needs to know it better.]

They've sent him to the wrong school then! He needs remedial diplomacy. You wouldn't send someone who's really bad at art to an art school, right? Heh.

Do we know for sure that he's *not* in some kind of diplomacy-for-dummies program at the Academy?

Heh. That could be funny. Imagine the quiz:

"While traveling, you come across a very strange looking monster. Do you: (a) greet the monster, (b) threaten the monster with a sword if it dares to approach you, (c) cast a spell of invisibility on yourself?"

"Imagine that you have chosen to greet the monster. Do you: (a) speak slowly and loudly to ensure that it understands you, (b) ask if it understands your language and cast a spell of translation if it does not appear to, or (c) use gesture and pantomime to convey your friendly intentions?"

"Lab question, bonus credit: demonstrate your greeting technique on the monster we have handily summoned for you in the adjoining room."

So that's why I keep waking up in the middle of the night in a strange room with humanoid crickets, otters, and raccoons talking to me! And here I thought I was just crazy.

I request that these interruptions to my sleep cease immediatley, lest I strike down the perpetrators with Sufficiently Advanced Technology!

- HC

One two three... four five... six... oh and the two of you makes eight. You're not very good at this 'keeping a secret' business, are you?

Eh, you know what they say: Two people can keep a secret if one of them is dead. }:P

I'm getting to be an old and wise monster, and I've learned this one most thoroughly. If someone whom one loves or lusts for insists on not being seen with or recognizing one in public, that relationship is doomed. Find someone nicer forthwith.

I'm with this. As a brief tryst this was fun, but a "cry run run cry" relationship has... well, "run run cry cry" written all over it.

*nods*

I hope the blatent stupidity turns you off very soon, 'cus cry cry make up sticky? Not so good.

Agreed. You were poorly treated there, and it makes me think your dear Ilotatt sees you as more of a convenience than a complete being with feelings.

I think you might all be being a little hard on Ilottat here. He's obviously terrified of his secret getting out; he was probably wild-rushing from the instant Sythyry landed on his table.

Exactly! You understand Orren very well!

Hmm... perhaps. But do be careful, Sythyry. If all he ever does is wild-rush in public about you, it may become too hard for him to apologize properly.

Have you done it, then?

I dumped a lover of that sort and took up with one who was proud to be seen with me. The result was most gratifying!

*hugs Sythyry*

You're adorable. Hang in there.

It brought tears to this monster's eyes, nonetheless. Romance and affection is rarely elegant.

I recommend you and your wild lover have a Serious Talk, soon. Perhaps a round or three of lovemaking would be good beforehand, to make sure he can remain still, and listen to what you have to say.

I disagree with the other opinions. Master Illotat is worth keeping. But things can't keep going like this.

I blame my horrible spelling on the tears.

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Take my advice, my dear.

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I agree

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Oh, yes!

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Of course, I mean Ilottat.