Well, now.

[greying_raven]

*smiles--the kind of broad, solid, honest smile that makes you trust a person--and he looks like the kind of solid, honest person you would trust--he has grey hair and a leathery, sun-wrinkled kind of face, and big hands that are comfortably hard and lined from doing some kind of good work--and that's what you'd think if you first saw him. you'd

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[goldenlapwing]

*laughs delightedly* Hello! We're all here, now. All of Florian's children, at last. *smiles warmly*

Typist: Willpower is for the WEAK. No, for the strong. oh, wait. ...for the BORED. Yes. That's it. Willpower is for the people who want to lead lives of quiet desperation. We, on the other hand, have no willpower, and we lead lives of noisy desperat....efans. ....I'm babbling almost as bad as Stock. *snugglepouncehugtackleglomps* Thank you thank you thank you darling darling pansy-mouse!!

[greying_raven]

So we are. Hello, Rina. *gives her a slightly less uncomfortable shoulder-pat--always liked Rina such a lot*

[Typist] Ohh, you're a wicked one, you are. Maaaaaan. Somewhere in all this I've managed to register wheee look how happy everybody is especially Kali! and it's making me feel as though this was a good idea.

Like his icons? [/typist]

[goldenlapwing]

*smiles again, and doesn't hug him, for his sake rather than hers*

Typist: Yes, yes I am. I always adored Luther. Lots an' lots. *snuggles him*

YES. They're perfect. ^____^

[greying_raven]

*is very grateful, and shows it by continuing into smile, but more particularly for her* Vegetables do have seeds.

[Typist] Waugh. Then I cannot feel bad about this. Wicked!

Luther: *is snuggled. awkwardly*

^^; He wouldn't let me use any of actual people, so I retaliated by giving him the one from A Typical Day in Westmark. Yes. [/typist]

[goldenlapwing]

...! *laughs, in surprise and delight and amusement* They do? Then is a carrot a vegetable? The part that's the actual carrot, I mean. Because of course it has seeds somewhere, or there'd never be more, but the carrot part's the root, so is it still a vegetable?

Typist: Wicked? Not THAT show again. Hey, someone ought to make a musical out of Westmark. Except it'd be like Les Mis-lite again. Which is what I call Martin Guerre when I'm talking about musicals, but really Westmark and Martin Guerre don't have many similarities at all, so it wouldn't work out right. ...that wasn't what you meant at all, was it?

*pets* I like ravens. Especially quiet, toughly gentle or gently tough, American Gothic type ones.

Aww, Luthy! ...ImeanLuthersir. ...I haven't forgotten you!

[greying_raven]

Yes. A carrot grows from seeds, but it's still a vegetable. *takes an apple from his pocket and a folding knife from the other pocket, and slices the apple in half side to side* In fruits, the seeds make a star. That's the difference. *shows the apple as evidence*

Corn and potatoes and beans aren't vegetables, and they don't grow from seeds.

[goldenlapwing]

*looks at the apple seeds* ....oh. *laughs* *of course* An apple star - sounds like a sort of poem. Tastier than anything Stock's ever written, though.

Corn grows from its kernels, potatoes from the eyes, and beans from... the... beans. ...so what are they called?

Typist: Alas, have not seen or read or anything of the sort Martin Guerre - I just know the soundtrack and synopsis for the musical. And one very good but rather not-at-all-like-it crossover with Cats fanfic. ...yes.

...Hey, Luth -- Nevermore!

[greying_raven]

I expect Stock could write something just as good, even if it isn't tasty. *likes his apple better, though* *gives her the other half*

Miss Julie* says they're called starches in her place, but we always called them corn, potatoes, and beans. The farmers liked to lump them together with the vegetables to make it easier.

[Typist] *Luther won't call me Soujin. He thinks it's a little excessive, and he likes Julie better. >_< Grah.

Oooh. What's the musical like? *giggles!*

...He says he's heard that one before. Much like lock, Stock, and barrel. [/typist]

[goldenlapwing]

*smiles, and bites into it* He hasn't written much lately. He reads more, now.

I guess it doesn't matter so much. In a pot of soup, they all taste just as good.

Typist: ...aww! Cute. XDD I love your name, you know.

...Les Mis-lite. XD Musically, it sounds SO much like Les Miserables...

...yeah, sorry. XD

[greying_raven]

*picks out the seeds and puts them in his pocket* Does he? That's too bad. I'd looked forward to reading something of his.

*smiles* You're a good girl.

[Typist] ^^;;; Oh, dear. Thank you. I do like it better than Julia, I suppose, but--

*dies* Heh. Splendid.

*g* [/typist]

[goldenlapwing]

*seeing this, carefully plucks the seeds out of her half too, holding them out gravely to him* He says he's going through a phase of being too much in awe of the classicists to compose his own, knowing as well as he does that they'll never rise to such levels of fame. I think he'll spring back to normal soon enough, though.

...*blushes, but smiles pleasedly* Thank you. You're a good man.

Typist: Aw, but Julia gets seashell child. ;)

[greying_raven]

*takes the seeds carefully and pockets them, as well. as it's a fresh apple, you can see that they have little white soft bits splitting the seeds just a little, and that means if you plant them they'll grow* Ah, of course. A pity. But soon enough for Stock could be shorter than soon enough for other men.

Typist: *eees and tilts head?*

[greying_raven]

[Typist, who is teh forgetful, apparently] Alas, yes, Wicked. The show that shows up too much. --!! Rather, yes. Alas. --I need to read/see Martin Guerre. Not just the film, I mean. I've seen the film. In French.

I've confused myself.

Luther's reaction to all this is to smile in a slightly bemused fashion and not say much of anything... XD [/typist]