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[sythyry]

Seeks-Leather-Skillets [22 Thory 4261]

Esory, first

Sythyry, I did not bite --

Oh, fine. Fine. What do I and a dozen monsters know about anything, anyway? He's wonderful, you're wonderful, everything's wonderful, sorry I wrote a word.

Sorry I cared at all.

I hereby grump and complain.

Well, I made the mistake of showing Esory's note to Anoof, who said that I had insulted her and ought to apologize. So I got some fairly nice incense, and attached it to a nice note, and had it sent to her.

I'm quite sorry! I am entirely respectful of your opinions, and perhaps I have been a bit careless, but I'm quite sure that no harm will come of it. As I learn more of his situation, the actual danger seems more and more illusory. His wife will not care a bit what he is doing! But thank you for your concern, and I would change that day's title except that the journal won't allow such editing.

[Poll #411447]

Seeks-Leather-Skillets

I was sitting on the boardwalk railing outside of the library, peering at a biography of the Tyrant of Oorah Thrassen, and trying to hold one page down against the breeze and read it at the same time. And wondering if I could spare a cley to either cart the book inside again or to make my forepaw invisible, 'cause I was a bit low and I might want the cley for later tonight. And of course Strenata rode up on Shadowfrog.

Me:"Oh, good morning to you, Seeks ... um ... Leather Skillets!"

Strenata:"And to you too Sythyry!"

Me:"What was that spell you just cast? I can't see it properly!"

Strenata:"A spell against eavesdropping. Come for a ride with me?"

Me:"A brief one only. I want to finish my homework before sunout, if I can."

Strenata:"Certainly! Have a shoulder!"

Me:"Take that book, too, if you would."

Strenata:"Ilottat is your lover now?"

Me:"Yes, and I do hope you aren't going to complain that it's a transaffectionate one. I know you don't approve of that."

Strenata:"I wasn't going to, actually."

Me:"And how did you find out about it? We've been ever so discreet!"

Strenata:"Well, I'm more attentive to rumors and whatnots than some people. It's my family business, really, knowing things like that. At any rate, congratulations -- I don't know him very well myself, but he seems quite sweet."

Me:"He is!" I babbled about him a little, before realizing how awkward such babbling is to a former would-be lover. Or wouldn't-be, I suppose is more accurate.

Strenata:"And Nestrune told you about Ilottat and Ysgwyd, I believe?"

Me:"Yes ... does he know Ilottat and I are lovers?" YarwainandThery and Esory and such move in quite different social circles, but Nestrune obviously moves in the same ones.

Strenata:"He does not. He thinks you are making quite untoward demands of me every few weeks, and sulking when I do not comply. He regularly urges me to take a strong and cruel attitude towards you, or, perhaps, to match you up with Milirant."

Me:"Poor Milirant. Not so well-loved as he might hope."

Strenata:"In any case, you seem more pleased with yourself than I have seen in quite some time."

Me:"I am, in any case, more pleased with someone else than I have been in quite some time!"

And we chatted a while about it, and about this, and about that. She didn't seem to be telling me how unhappy I should be, or much of anything to watch out for, or any such thing. Though she did point out that I should be a bit more discreet, if I wanted to use words like "discreet" properly.

And afterwards I went home, and read the rest of the biography, and did some enchantment exercises, and made sure I had four cley left, and had dinner, and stared morosely at a cardless Anoof, and came back and wrote this and, shortly after I finished this sentence, went to bed.

And a third of an hour later, I got up again and was going to write about how much nicer it is going to sleep when you're not alone, but, well, I don't think I'm going to get anyone to sleep in the fireplace with me any time soon, am I?

Maybe I should get a regular sort of bed?

Maybe it'll even get some use.

Is it even safe for a Zi Ri to share a bed with a much larger person? It depends on the person and how much they roll about in their sleep, I suppose.

Comments

The affair is now public rumor?!

[collie13.livejournal.com]

Oh, dear. Esory is right; you should look up the word "limerence." Good luck keeping your secret, small blue lizard who is neither discreet nor (hopefully!) discrete. ;)

Prescriptive vs descriptive, or perhaps merely predictive.

[allessindra.livejournal.com]

My impression, oh dear delusion, is that teh various peoples are not saying you are, or should, be unhappy now, but are predicting that sometime in the relatively near future that you will be unhappy due to Illotat's reactions to various and sundry things.

The inference is based on his reactions in the buttery, and your subsequent reactions thereto.

[mortonfox.livejournal.com]

Oh dear. Might be a good idea to bring a loud whistle to bed in case Ilottat does roll around.

[elthionesse.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure how big Zi Ri are, but I have two small monsters who have been sharing a bed with me since they were 1/150th my size, and have never suffered ill affects past being awaken and shoved about some from time to time. They are now closer to 1/10th my size (each), and get me back by drooling on me and hogging the bed (they are slinky-bodied and have prickly fingers and are very hard to move about when they don't want to go).

I don't think you should be unhappy, but I think you probably will be so in very short order. The two of you are going to get caught, and who knows what Ilottat will do then?

[ladyperegrine.livejournal.com]

I think you and Esory need to talk about things. It's not good to be out-of-sorts with a friend. :-(

[terrycloth.livejournal.com]

Hopefully, it was Rhedwy that tracked down your lover... but it really seems to be snowballing. Pretty soon *everyone* will know, and then Ilotter's father will find out, and then... well, who knows?

I know it's hard to believe it

[dakiwiboid.livejournal.com]

but it's very likely to be true that your beloved Illotat is really only in this relationship with you because it's convenient for him to get sticky with you. I think that you're going to end up being very badly hurt, and that you should talk things over with Esory very thoroughly. Take it from me, my dear, such relationships usually end in tears.

Re: I know it's hard to believe it

[sythyry.livejournal.com]

Ilottat is not a Sleeth!

[cattitude.livejournal.com]

Sythyry, my friend -- I hope I may call you my friend -- you have a hard choice facing you. You have not been discreet. Your diary has made it clear that anyone in your circle of friends that wants to know about your relationship with Illotat does know. Soon, his circle of friends will know too, and one of them will mention it to him.

Do you want him to find out that the word is out from some random friend you don't even know, or do you want to tell him yourself?

Think about it. It's a serious question.

In addition, his father will hear about it soon. Whether he will listen to what he hears will depend mainly on whether he wants to know this about his son, or whether he definitely does not want to know. Either way, you and Illotat need to be prepared for the occasion.

Take care of yourself.

[rowyn]

Is it even safe for a Zi Ri to share a bed with a much larger person? It depends on the person and how much they roll about in their sleep, I suppose.

I should think it would be quite safe. My cat, who is perhaps 1/14th my mass, often sleeps with me and has never come to harm from it. It might be uncomfortable for you if he rolled over on top of you, but I suspect you'd come to no significant harm from it.

Mmmmmmmm.

[ionotter.livejournal.com]

Verily, methinks thou'rt thinking with the wrong organ-or organs, for tis certain that your mind is not being consulted nigh often enough in this issue.

As for being able to share a bed, simply curl yourself around their neck and all should be well.