The Discworld is a Matriarchial Society

[deaths_heritor]

[to family]

Since I don't think we're expecting any more new arrivals, I suggest we begin establishing some ground rules for us all to follow.  A tight ship is a happy ship.  For those of you less apt to picking up on this sort of thing, that's code for 'assigning chores', but there are other things that might bear discussing.  If we're going to

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[motheringnation]

[Ukraine smiles and walks over.]

Susan! It's good to see you!

[Why yes she does honestly mean this.]

[deaths_heritor]

[Oh. More people to have conversations with. At least it's Ukraine. Susan will manage something vaguely resembling a smile.]

Hello, Ukraine. And how have you been lately?

[motheringnation]

Better now that I have my own memories back.

What about you?

[deaths_heritor]

Disposing of some unwanted things. Care to take a look?

[There's a yellow and blue one with giant sunflowers everywhere Ukraine may possibly be interested in. Otherwise, unlikely.]

[motheringnation]

[Looking at it...shakes her head.]

Ah, no thank you. America's designs are always so....

[Hideous, terrifying... ]

....strange.

[deaths_heritor]

[Susan cheers up considerably at this.]

Does the color pink exist in... you? I'd move there in the blink of an eye if not.

[motheringnation]

Ah well yes. We have all the colours. I prefer simple designs myself though.

[deaths_heritor]

Simple is best. I get along rather well on a monochrome palette.

[motheringnation]

[She nods]

I think black suits you best. You look nice in it.

[See Susan, this is what friends do.]

[deaths_heritor]

[What, no it's not, that's what you do to enemies you plan to throw off-balance.]

...Thank you. I happen to think the same thing. ...It brings out the paleness of my skin.

[motheringnation]

It does.

[Oblivious.]

[deaths_heritor]

[Susan will blink at Ukraine for a moment or two before snorting. Just a little bit.]

Thank you, Ukraine. Your clothing brings out your eyes nicely, I should say.

[motheringnation]

Thank you.

[Ukraine is like that. Half the time she's oblivious and half the time she knows more then she's letting on. This time it's the former.]

That reminds me. I wanted to ask if you knew how to swim.

[deaths_heritor]

I do.

[As a matter of fact, she'd won several awards for it in school. But she hardly looks like the type who wants to go swimming.]

Why do you ask?

[Susan in a swimsuit would be unthinkable.]

[motheringnation]

[So was Belarus in a swimsuit but someone got dragged swimming anyway.]

I wanted to know if you'd like to come swimming sometime this summer. The pool's not as nice as the ocean, but it's fun.

[deaths_heritor]

...Ah.

I'm not sure if chlorine, sweat, and small children's urine agree much with my complexion.