(3:45:21 PM) You have just entered room "planewalkers."
(3:45:55 PM) ChristianCord has entered the room.
ChristianCord (3:46:35 PM): <Magpie>
(3:46:41 PM) besyanteo has entered the room.
Idran1701 (3:46:44 PM): (says you)
Idran1701 (3:46:46 PM): (Hey, Bes :O)
ChristianCord (3:47:14 PM): (Says ME! Hi!)
ChristianCord (3:47:25 PM): (*whispers to Idran* And if you talk about this to anyone, I swear...)
Idran1701 (3:50:22 PM): (Anyway, are both of you ready? :O)
ChristianCord (3:50:36 PM): (*fixes shirt* Ayup)
besyanteo (3:51:03 PM): (Back. LEt me get in font...)
besyanteo (3:51:15 PM): (This one, I think)
Idran1701 (3:51:32 PM): (Yeah, I believe so.)
Idran1701 (3:52:15 PM): (Anyway, we'll pick up where we left off. I'll send both of you the last bit, in case you need it.)
ChristianCord (3:52:48 PM): (okie-d... I mean, ...understood)
besyanteo (3:54:28 PM): (Right, ready)
Idran1701 (3:54:44 PM): (Haha, midsentence now?)
besyanteo (3:54:55 PM): (Yeah, I have no idea)
Idran1701 (3:54:56 PM): (Trillian really hates you, BEs. :P)
ChristianCord (3:55:03 PM): (:-( )
ChristianCord (3:56:29 PM): (alright, it was Lorraine, right?)
besyanteo (3:56:55 PM): (Yup)
ChristianCord (3:57:46 PM): I... apologize, Lorraine. It is... difficult to adapt to these recent developments, and I fear that there are some parts of me that still fights against these changes... I am not... used to being independant.
besyanteo (3:59:53 PM): IM: Well, now is ass good a time as any...
ChristianCord (4:00:04 PM): (Freudian slip?)
besyanteo (4:00:09 PM): What were you before, then? Before being independant, I mean.
besyanteo (4:00:13 PM): (Bah)
ChristianCord (4:00:26 PM): (Sorry)
besyanteo (4:00:33 PM): (HUMBUG! >:)
Idran1701 (4:00:34 PM): (Haha.
ChristianCord (4:01:01 PM): I was... originally a servant.
besyanteo (4:01:12 PM): Non-sentient?
ChristianCord (4:01:53 PM): No... or... *it ponders the question* I am afraid I cannot explain properly...
ChristianCord (4:02:34 PM): I was... aware, of things. I could make... decisions... but only to accomplish tasks set at me.
besyanteo (4:03:12 PM): Sentient, but not Sapient, maybe. Well, anyway, I can see how that would be a hard adjustment to make...
ChristianCord (4:03:41 PM): *it nods slowly*
besyanteo (4:04:26 PM): IM: A golem, then? Definitely the most complex Golem I've ever heard of, then. But how would he get to this point? He -seems- to be an emotional being...
ChristianCord (4:04:28 PM): I am... not free from my original purpose. Were it not for the apparent death of my master, I would not be here. I would not display these... tendencies.
besyanteo (4:05:34 PM): Well, no one gets to choose how they come into the world... You'll just have to make the best of it, like the rest of us. *she pats his very large shoulder*
besyanteo (4:05:57 PM): (I think I'm hitting some key that's set to change the italics without knowing it.)
Idran1701 (4:06:14 PM): (Probably, yeah. Can't think why else it'd be happening. :/)
besyanteo (4:06:19 PM): (The color doesn't look like it's changing on my end)
ChristianCord (4:06:35 PM): (I think it might be deleting whatever you're posting, or hitting backspace when you don't have anything written. It happens to me occasionaly)
besyanteo (4:06:49 PM): (Could be)
Idran1701 (4:07:09 PM): (Your font actually looks black to me right now. But I always have trouble telling that green apart from black.)
Idran1701 (4:07:19 PM): (Messed with me all the time with Karinska in the old Planescape game.)
ChristianCord (4:07:41 PM): *Magpie remains silent for a little while, carrying the bundle* (They're black, I think)
ChristianCord (4:08:22 PM): You are very wise, Lorraine.
besyanteo (4:08:50 PM): (Doink)
besyanteo (4:08:57 PM): (new green)
ChristianCord (4:09:03 PM): (hooray)
besyanteo (4:09:34 PM): *she smiles* Thanks... But that one's not mine to take credit for.
besyanteo (4:09:53 PM): (Did they make plans for the evening yet?)
Idran1701 (4:10:04 PM): (Nope, not yet. Just meeting back up later.)
besyanteo (4:11:22 PM): *She looks around absently* Well, where to then?
ChristianCord (4:11:23 PM): I see... *it seems to fidget a bit before it finally asks* When you first found me, you seemed surprised. And shocked. Is it unusual for other people to do this kind of job?
besyanteo (4:11:40 PM): Ah. Well.
besyanteo (4:11:42 PM): (Arr.
ChristianCord (4:12:04 PM): I am not sure... I had intended to procure some basic tools so that I could get to work. But I do not have any other plans for the night
besyanteo (4:12:17 PM): A bit, yes. Most people can't hold fully still like you can.
ChristianCord (4:12:24 PM): I see.
besyanteo (4:12:43 PM): IM: Not ot mnetion how intensely boring it would be
ChristianCord (4:13:11 PM): I would have thought you would have known about my ability to remain still by now.
ChristianCord (4:14:34 PM): I am sorry... I did not intend to question your capabilities
besyanteo (4:14:59 PM): ... Honestly, that's not all. Seeing you in clothes was a little surprising. And I've always thought of you as a 'he', so the dress caught me off guard. I suppose gender doesn't apply to you, though.
besyanteo (4:15:08 PM): Anyway, don't worry about it.
besyanteo (4:15:10 PM): (Er)
besyanteo (4:15:28 PM): I was surprised, but that doesn't mean you did anything wrong
ChristianCord (4:16:34 PM): *it nods* I did not... take any offense, do not worry. It feels most natural to me to walk around naked.
ChristianCord (4:16:47 PM): *there is a very long pause, and the eyes of Magpie seem to flicker a bit, as if chuckling*
ChristianCord (4:16:58 PM): (I'm in ur head, giving u ideas)
besyanteo (4:17:46 PM): .... Magpie, do you mind if I ask you something? I'm not sure how oyu'll feel about it if I do.
ChristianCord (4:18:06 PM): Certainly.
besyanteo (4:18:17 PM): Are you a golem, or something else?
ChristianCord (4:19:00 PM): *it looks down at Lorraine and shakes its head slowly* No. I am not a golem.
besyanteo (4:20:06 PM): Huh.What does that make you? I'm sorry, again, but I've never met anyone like you before.
ChristianCord (4:21:01 PM): I am a warforged. I was created by my masters for two purposes. To protect my masters and to kill or destroy whoever I was ordered to.
ChristianCord (4:21:35 PM): It was a duty I excelled at, and ownership of my services passed through five generations of my Master's family. I was told they were very pleased with my services.
besyanteo (4:22:02 PM): IM: Ah. Well, that's disturbing.
besyanteo (4:22:05 PM): (brb)
besyanteo (4:23:05 PM): (Back)
ChristianCord (4:23:23 PM): (wb)
Idran1701 (4:23:24 PM): (I knew Lorraine would have her interest piqued by this conversation. :D)
besyanteo (4:23:25 PM): *she nods*
Idran1701 (4:23:27 PM): (And welcome back)
besyanteo (4:23:34 PM): (Thanks)
besyanteo (4:24:18 PM): IM: I think I'll save asking how warforged reproduce for some other time...
ChristianCord (4:24:27 PM): (Oh, do go ahead)
ChristianCord (4:24:42 PM): (<mysterious, creepy, inner voice&gt;-)
ChristianCord (4:24:46 PM): *> )
besyanteo (4:24:50 PM): Well, I hope you don't mind my sayying that I think you're probably better off now.
ChristianCord (4:25:24 PM): ...It was not a task I found... satisfying.
besyanteo (4:26:53 PM): ( RELEVANT )
ChristianCord (4:27:22 PM): (Also, it might be notable to add that Magpie's not from the Eberron setting :P Even though the Warforged are)
besyanteo (4:27:31 PM): (*nod*)
besyanteo (4:27:40 PM): (I figured that someone else would learn to make them eventually, yeah)
besyanteo (4:28:06 PM): (I planned to make a mage who invented them in another setting at some point, and never got around to it.)
besyanteo (4:28:28 PM): (I forget how I planned toget there, admittedly)
Idran1701 (4:28:33 PM): (That sounds sort of familiar.)
Idran1701 (4:28:39 PM): (Did you tell me about that at one point, Bes?)
besyanteo (4:30:27 PM): (Might have, yeah)
besyanteo (4:30:37 PM): (Had something to do with sentient weapons too, I think)
Idran1701 (4:31:51 PM): (*nod)
Idran1701 (4:31:53 PM): (**)
besyanteo (4:33:20 PM): Well, that's enough of that for now. Did you have any plans before heading back this evening?
ChristianCord (4:34:29 PM): *realizing it was actually given sewing tools as well (the shopkeeper had felt generous, it shakes its head* No, I was intending to return to my room and set to work at this.
ChristianCord (4:34:47 PM): But if you had some other plans. It is something I can do at other times
besyanteo (4:35:57 PM): I was planning on meeting up with another friend, if I could find him. You could come along if you like.
ChristianCord (4:36:18 PM): *it nods* I would be happy to.
ChristianCord (4:36:53 PM): (Also, I will put on some coffee, but that should hardly be keeping me away)
Idran1701 (4:36:56 PM): *coincidentally, just as Lorraine brings him up, a feeling from Aaron pulses through her mind*
Idran1701 (4:37:19 PM): *something about Thomason and something happening right now has suddenly gotten Aaron really confused and startled!*
besyanteo (4:37:53 PM): *she blinks*
ChristianCord (4:38:02 PM): Is something the matter?
ChristianCord (4:38:09 PM): (IF I notice, of course)
besyanteo (4:38:43 PM): I've just been contacted by Aaron, my familiar... I'm not sure what's going on yet, but he's agitated. This way, then... *she heads for Aaron!*
Idran1701 (4:39:18 PM): *it's not hard to track him down; he doesn't seem to be the only one in a commotion in that general area*
ChristianCord (4:40:03 PM): *Magpie follows after, the clink-clink of weapons against mithril audible, as are the heavy footsteps of the warforged*
Idran1701 (4:40:30 PM): *it seems to be along the main road down the center of Automata, the source of most of the ruckus*
besyanteo (4:41:11 PM): IM: Oh dear. He's finally setting it off, then, eh?
Idran1701 (4:41:50 PM): *the two of them emerge from the crowd, finally getting a glimpse of the sight:*
Idran1701 (4:42:20 PM): *Thomason, riding on the back of...a massive, humanoid...sculpture of folded paper, at least 10 feet high, tromping down the road towards the center of government*
Idran1701 (4:42:37 PM): *cackling madly as he does, with guards looking on in utter confusion*
ChristianCord (4:42:40 PM): Is that... your friend?
besyanteo (4:43:57 PM): That would be him, yes.
besyanteo (4:44:05 PM): Hm. Somehow I thought it was going to be a bird.
Idran1701 (4:45:09 PM): *while they watch, Aaron settles on Lorraine's shoulder, quite unsettled!*
ChristianCord (4:45:14 PM): *Magpie just looks at the man and his sculpture, hands still clinging to the roll of cloth*
besyanteo (4:46:54 PM): .... Yeah, I'm not sure what to do right now.
besyanteo (4:47:00 PM): IT doens't look like he's hurting anyone
Idran1701 (4:47:26 PM): *indeed, he seems careful to steer the thing around the crowds as they clear him a way down the road*
Idran1701 (4:47:38 PM): *some even tag along, curious where exactly he's going or what he's planning to do*
ChristianCord (4:47:40 PM): ...
Idran1701 (4:47:52 PM): *the guards do their best to keep people away, but they seem as curious as the rest of the populace*
ChristianCord (4:49:40 PM): Would... he require... assistance?
besyanteo (4:50:17 PM): I don't know about you, but he's much more magically powerful than myself. I'm not sure what I could do to help if he needed it. Still,
besyanteo (4:50:30 PM): *she walksafter the crowd and the golem* couldn't help to keep an eye on him
ChristianCord (4:51:34 PM): *Magpie nods and follows after, tucking the roll into its armpit and letting its right hand slowly glide down to rest upon the hilt of its sword.*
ChristianCord (4:51:43 PM): (Magie: *goes on a murder-spree*)
ChristianCord (4:51:51 PM): (*MagPie even)
besyanteo (4:52:31 PM): (ha ha ha)
Idran1701 (4:53:02 PM): *the two tag along for a few blocks, until Thomason and his "steed" eventually reach the Council's main hall*
Idran1701 (4:53:31 PM): *once there, a government representative emerges, face red with anger at the disruption of business*
Idran1701 (4:54:12 PM): *spittle flying as he shouts up to Thomason* What's the meaning of this?
ChristianCord (4:54:22 PM): *Magpie has stoically remained silent and observant, but it is growing somewhat agitated by all this chaos*
Idran1701 (4:54:26 PM): *the golem kneels, and Thomason hops down, grinning*
Idran1701 (4:54:31 PM): Just the man I wanted to see!
Idran1701 (4:54:37 PM): My friend would like to apply for a job, sir!
besyanteo (4:55:04 PM): ...
besyanteo (4:55:14 PM): IM: Oh dear. This should be good.
Idran1701 (4:55:23 PM): ...I...what?
Idran1701 (4:55:54 PM): A job, of course! You won't find a more skilled bureaucrat in this entire city! Of course, you won't find a skilled bureaucrat in this entire city, but I digress.
ChristianCord (4:56:22 PM): ' _ ' *blaaaank*
Idran1701 (4:57:09 PM): ...Are you making a mockery of- You give me too much credit, sir! No, that's all thanks to your efforts.
besyanteo (4:57:35 PM): IM: I must not laugh.
Idran1701 (4:58:16 PM): *glaring* This thing is a mindless construct! Well, then he should get along nicely with the other clerks.
Idran1701 (4:59:24 PM): But you haven't seen him in action yet. *holding a sheaf of blank paper up to the crowd, he hands it to the golem*
ChristianCord (4:59:37 PM): ' _ ' *looks to Lorraine* What exactly is going on?
Idran1701 (4:59:40 PM): Business permit, if you please.
Idran1701 (4:59:49 PM): *the golem seems to stare at it for a moment, before absorbing it into its mass*
Idran1701 (5:00:22 PM): *after a second, another set of paper emerges from its other hand, and though Lorraine and MAgpie can't make out the writing from here, the representative doesn't seem to have words against it*
besyanteo (5:01:14 PM): He's being mean, to put it simply. He's not doing anything wrong as near as I can tell, though.
Idran1701 (5:02:13 PM): Well? *reluctantly* ...These...look to have been properly produced, yes.
Idran1701 (5:02:59 PM): *grins even more broadly* Well, then what do you say? Will you officially induct my friend here, offer him a salaried position in front of all these fine people?
ChristianCord (5:03:46 PM): I see...
Idran1701 (5:04:04 PM): *the representative sputters a bit, glaring between Thomason and the golem*
Idran1701 (5:05:37 PM): *frowning, he gestures to one of the guards, who nods in response* Okay, everyone, clear out. Nothing to- Ah ah ah, no.
Idran1701 (5:06:09 PM): If they go, I'm afraid this offer goes with me. *he turns to the crowd, giving Lorraine an amused wink*
ChristianCord (5:06:20 PM): ' _ '
besyanteo (5:06:57 PM): (I can't help but see some alphonse in Magpie right now)
besyanteo (5:07:05 PM): (owo;)
ChristianCord (5:07:53 PM): (:-D)
Idran1701 (5:07:55 PM): I could have you taken in for disrupting the peace, you know! Now that would be a little hypocritical, wouldn't it? You've been taking your piece from their piece for years with no peace at all!
ChristianCord (5:08:01 PM): (Kind of what I was thinking too)
besyanteo (5:08:46 PM): IM: Did that make sense? I'm not sure it did.
Idran1701 (5:09:36 PM): It's a simple yes or no, sir. Does my friend deserve to be stuck in your institution with the rest of the crazies, or no?
Idran1701 (5:10:16 PM): ...*grimaces* And just...how much? Why, merely the same as any equal employee, of course.
Idran1701 (5:10:51 PM): I...must admit that it...does seem a useful tool. And I'm sure he'd say the same as you, if he was willing to speak his mind.
Idran1701 (5:10:55 PM): *to you
Idran1701 (5:12:03 PM): *glaring once more* ...I can't in good conscience turn it down, I suppose. You say? Well, I do believe this is the first time a good conscience has entered this building in ages!
Idran1701 (5:13:46 PM): *he speaks up to the golem in a language neither of the two identifies, and steps back, turning to address the crowd* What an agreeable fellow, eh? And now he doesn't even need to write his own words before eating them, folks.
Idran1701 (5:13:57 PM): *and he takes a bow before vanishing, leaving the golem behind*
ChristianCord (5:14:20 PM): ...
besyanteo (5:14:35 PM): Huh.
ChristianCord (5:14:38 PM): ( ' _ ') Your friend is gone
Idran1701 (5:14:39 PM): *looking to the thing, he speaks something quietly, and the golem folds itself into the building; he soon follows, once more red-faced but for an entirely different reason*
besyanteo (5:15:03 PM): Well, that was kind of mean, but I can't say I disagree with it.
besyanteo (5:15:11 PM): And yes, he is. I'm sure he'll turn up, though
besyanteo (5:15:32 PM): He saw us here, to be sure. *she pets Aaron*
Idran1701 (5:15:33 PM): *from behind Lorraine* Mean? Why, Lorraine, where's that sense of humor? *chuckles*
ChristianCord (5:15:36 PM): I am not entirely sure I understood the situation.
ChristianCord (5:15:45 PM): *turns*
besyanteo (5:15:51 PM): *she smiles* I didn't say it wasn't funny.
besyanteo (5:15:55 PM): It can be both, you know.
Idran1701 (5:16:26 PM): *laughs* Fair enough. And you can't say they don't have it coming, eh? The people here need a little fun in their lives now and again anyway.
Idran1701 (5:16:40 PM): And if it means things get a little stirred up in the process, so much the better!
Idran1701 (5:16:50 PM): But now who's this then? *looks to Magpie*
ChristianCord (5:17:07 PM): *looks to Thomason* Good evening. I am Magpie
besyanteo (5:17:55 PM): He's another friend of mine. Thom, Magpie. Magpie, Thomason
Idran1701 (5:17:58 PM): Then I'll be sure and keep my coins close at hand. *grins to it*
besyanteo (5:18:24 PM): IM: Oh dear. A bird joke. Well, I'm sure he gets it a lot.
ChristianCord (5:18:32 PM): *looks back with the same expression as always* What do you mean?
Idran1701 (5:18:32 PM): And indeed. I'm Thomason, late of Hardby, and early to dinner. Servant of the Lord-Mayor, the great Zagyg Yragerne.
besyanteo (5:19:12 PM): Don't worry about it, Magpie. It was a little joke.
Idran1701 (5:19:17 PM): *glances to Lorraine* He's not much for wordplay, eh?
besyanteo (5:19:52 PM): Not so much, no. He's very new to being his own man. ... er. Well, his own person. But we'll see him socially adept soon enough.
besyanteo (5:20:24 PM): IM: Hm. non-Gender pronouns are hard.
Idran1701 (5:20:25 PM): Ah, fair enough. Then I'll do my best to help the process while we're here.
besyanteo (5:20:34 PM): (brb, hungry)
ChristianCord (5:20:51 PM): (yet you constantly refer to it as a He :p)
ChristianCord (5:21:13 PM): *Magpie readjust the cloth-bunch and nods* That would be much appreciated.
Idran1701 (5:22:20 PM): Well, let's wait until the end before we jump to conclusions, eh?
besyanteo (5:24:37 PM): (microwaving~ back in about 3 minutes)
ChristianCord (5:24:46 PM): (okiedokie)
besyanteo (5:30:27 PM): (back)
ChristianCord (5:30:38 PM): (wb)
besyanteo (5:30:43 PM): (Thanks)
besyanteo (5:30:50 PM): (Right.)
besyanteo (5:31:25 PM): Well! That was fun. Let's head back to the inn?
ChristianCord (5:32:02 PM): *Magpie nods silently*
Idran1701 (5:32:13 PM): An excellent suggestion, Lorraine. *grinning, clasping her on the shoulder* And I appreciate the offer muchly.
besyanteo (5:33:30 PM): *she leads the way!*
besyanteo (5:33:44 PM): IM: So, is he weird enoug hfor you yet Aaron?
Idran1701 (5:34:11 PM): *He is very weird! >:(!*
Idran1701 (5:36:03 PM): (And skip to the inn? :O)
ChristianCord (5:36:07 PM): (skip =))
besyanteo (5:37:08 PM): (yupper)
Idran1701 (5:37:36 PM): *They are at the inn!*
Idran1701 (5:37:59 PM): *sitting around a table, while Thomason discusses the food to be had soon*
ChristianCord (5:38:25 PM): *Magpie sits down too, listening with some... fascination to Thomason.*
Idran1701 (5:38:26 PM): Well, it'd seem to me the most fair way of settling payment would be round robin. Your friend Magpie can pay for you, Lorraine, you can pay for me, and I shall pay for him. *smiles*
besyanteo (5:41:53 PM): *she offers him a bemused, only half kidding glare* As sound as that logic is, I believe in this instance we should pay by a less traditional means;
besyanteo (5:41:59 PM): The lady has the check tonight.
ChristianCord (5:42:18 PM): ...Who?
Idran1701 (5:42:21 PM): Oh? Well, who am I to argue with such a novel concept?
ChristianCord (5:42:22 PM): *looks around*
besyanteo (5:42:30 PM): ... *she laughs*
besyanteo (5:42:33 PM): Myself, Magpie.
Idran1701 (5:42:38 PM): *chuckles at Magpie's comment as well*
Idran1701 (5:42:41 PM): He learns fast.
ChristianCord (5:42:56 PM): Oh... I am sorry, I assumed you meant a fourth party of whom I was not aware.
besyanteo (5:43:15 PM): It's an easy mistake to ake when you're not used to casual conversation.
besyanteo (5:43:22 PM): (to make*)
Idran1701 (5:44:51 PM): Now if he can just learn to make those mistakes intentionally, he's got a fine career ahead of them.
Idran1701 (5:44:53 PM): *him
ChristianCord (5:45:42 PM): *Magpie looks at the two, green eyes flickering again*
Idran1701 (5:46:02 PM): And speaking of, just what is your career, Magpie?
ChristianCord (5:47:11 PM): My career?
ChristianCord (5:47:33 PM): I am currently not pursuing any formal employment...
Idran1701 (5:47:37 PM): Indeed. I'd assume the same line of work as Lorraine?
ChristianCord (5:47:54 PM): Ues
ChristianCord (5:47:55 PM): *Yes
Idran1701 (5:48:19 PM): Ah, so you are, then. *grins* Adventuring, the most classic euphemism for "unemployed", eh?
ChristianCord (5:49:29 PM): *another flicker*
besyanteo (5:51:16 PM): *she smirks back at Thom* Not that you're much better, as I understand it.
Idran1701 (5:51:47 PM): Maybe not, but traditional employment is so stodgy, wouldn't you say?
Idran1701 (5:51:55 PM): No, definitely not for me.
ChristianCord (5:53:35 PM): *nods slowly*
besyanteo (5:54:05 PM): *she just chuckels a bit*
besyanteo (5:54:14 PM): Still, it's not a bad life at all.
besyanteo (5:54:32 PM): As a farmer, I could go my hwole life and not make what I've made in the past few months.
besyanteo (5:54:50 PM): Well, near death experiences aside.
Idran1701 (5:54:53 PM): *waves it off* Maybe the money's good, but it's the fun that draws me.
besyanteo (5:55:49 PM): Honestly, I'm looking for something specific, and just haven't found it yet. But money in the mean time isn't bad. What about you Magpie?
ChristianCord (5:56:10 PM): ...what?
ChristianCord (5:56:29 PM): *looks up, as if startled* Pardon me... what did you ask me?
Idran1701 (5:57:07 PM): Why're you in this life?
ChristianCord (5:58:09 PM): This life... Oh, you are wondering why I am 'adventuring'?
ChristianCord (5:58:41 PM): It is a coincidence, I believe.
Idran1701 (5:59:15 PM): Oh? That's why aren't you settling down somewhere, raising a horde of garden statuettes?
ChristianCord (6:01:48 PM): Settle down?
besyanteo (6:02:23 PM): He means picking a place to live, to just spend the rest of your life in. A city or something that you would call home.
ChristianCord (6:03:09 PM): It was not voted that we do so.
Idran1701 (6:03:27 PM): I knew it! You're three gnomes in a clockwork suit, aren't you?
ChristianCord (6:03:36 PM): *flicker*
ChristianCord (6:03:46 PM): You are a very interesting person, Mr. Thomason.
besyanteo (6:06:04 PM): *she rests her chin on her hands, watching them talk*
Idran1701 (6:06:21 PM): *grins* Well, what would life be without interesting people?
ChristianCord (6:07:30 PM): I do not know. Presumably less interesting.
Idran1701 (6:07:57 PM): You tend to get right to the heart of the issue, don't you, Magpie?
ChristianCord (6:09:07 PM): I assume it is my limited grasp on prose.
Idran1701 (6:10:10 PM): Well, you can't grasp prose without grasping amateurs first.
ChristianCord (6:10:21 PM): I'm sorry?
Idran1701 (6:10:26 PM): I forgive you.
ChristianCord (6:10:42 PM): *Magpie just remains silent, completely baffled*
besyanteo (6:11:49 PM): *she finally can't help but laugh*
ChristianCord (6:12:08 PM): *Magpie looks to Lorraine, almost hurt*
Idran1701 (6:12:10 PM): *chuckles, glancing over* It took you long enough.
besyanteo (6:12:56 PM): *she manages to stop* Sorry, Magpie. Please don't look at me that way. I know this isn't very fair to you,
ChristianCord (6:13:09 PM): (' _ ' )
besyanteo (6:13:14 PM): It's just that I'm used to being on the one in your place
ChristianCord (6:13:20 PM): I see
besyanteo (6:13:25 PM): (-on*)
Idran1701 (6:14:39 PM): *nods, clasping Magpie's shoulder* Indeed. Nothing against you, friend. She's not laughing at you, she's laughing at me. *grins*
ChristianCord (6:15:18 PM): *nods slowly* Alright. I apologize if I am somewhat... slow in catching on.
ChristianCord (6:15:41 PM): I am still finding the nuances of conversations difficult.
besyanteo (6:16:39 PM): You wouldn't be the first. *she smiles*
Idran1701 (6:17:00 PM): But there's no better way to catch on than to dive right in.
ChristianCord (6:18:41 PM): Dive?
ChristianCord (6:19:01 PM): (sorry if I'm a bit off, distracted by friends IMing)
Idran1701 (6:19:05 PM): Well, in your case, perhaps plummet. *grins*
Idran1701 (6:21:29 PM): But, you know, I don't want to fill the entire conversation myself and crowd you out. Now, what exactly did you mean by voting earlier?
ChristianCord (6:21:42 PM): *flicker* I believe I understand. You first compared learning to making a dive, implicating that only by truly enveloping yourself into a conversation can you wish to learn anything, but then you altered your meaning by saying that I, because of my mass and inability to swim, would plummet into the water.*
ChristianCord (6:22:22 PM): There was a vote held, whether we should remain in the city of our creation, or try to venture outside its borders.
Idran1701 (6:22:49 PM): *chuckles* Now all you need is to stick all that inside your head.
Idran1701 (6:23:04 PM): Oh?
ChristianCord (6:23:53 PM): Ultimately, it was decided that we should do so. Some... rules were agreed upon, many of which were originally created by Wall in order to temporarily replace those orders given to us by our masters.
besyanteo (6:24:21 PM): (I need to go for a while, guys. Sorry.)
Idran1701 (6:24:23 PM): Where do you get these names, anyway? Toss a dictionary in the air and see how it lands?
Idran1701 (6:24:26 PM): (Oh, no problem.)
Idran1701 (6:24:34 PM): (We can break here, if you're still up for resuming later.)
Idran1701 (6:24:40 PM): (Though it'd mostly be CI at this point I think. :O)
ChristianCord (6:24:40 PM): (No problem with me)
besyanteo (6:24:48 PM): (I might be!
Idran1701 (6:24:50 PM): (But if you're enjoying it, I'm up for it.)
Idran1701 (6:24:52 PM): (Cool :D)
besyanteo (6:24:57 PM): (Later!)
ChristianCord (6:25:14 PM): (See ya)