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[of_company_b]

The blonde in the blue cloak has been busy over the few days he's been in the Nexus

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[vicioussweetie]

"By within the norm you seem to mean 'human'. I admire a lot of humans. Artists, generally. But I wouldn't call any of them normal."

Alured has a lot less to say on the subject. Being too young to talk does that to a fella.

[of_company_b]

"Well- is there someone who stands out in your memory, ma'am?" Cautiously polite, still- after all: this is one of the Sidhe. Difficult people at the best of times, they are.

[vicioussweetie]

"Charles Baudelaire, Jane Austen, Neil Gaiman, da Vinci... I could go on a while. You could call me Ali, you know." Ali is perfectly sweet and cuddly in the best of times. She's only difficult in the bad times (you know the sort, where someone's pissed her off but she hasn't decided they're worth killing yet).

[of_company_b]

"I could, yes. I didn't want to be presumptuous. If that's what you prefer, then, Ali." He smiles.
"Baudelaire never did much for me, but others I know would definitely agree with you- enough that I'd classify him as being, uh. As worth having as a hero."

[tree_kitty]

"Nice," says James. "Nice paintjobs." He's being completely serious, yes.

"Which Norm are you talking about? I knew a few Norms..." okay maybe not now.

[of_company_b]

"Hahahahahno. Norm as in 'normal', not as in 'Norman'."

[tree_kitty]

:3 "I know, I was kiddin'. An' it really depends on the normal you meant, like, your normal, my normal? Or did you mean it to be relative?"

[of_company_b]

"Normal as in 'not the sort of person who just by his nature is worth telling stories about'." Blue shrugs and smiles.

[of_company_b]

"Normal human beings, or Fables like you and me, Kaa." He grins easily.

[of_company_b]

Blue looks down at the poke, and then back to Kaa's eyes. "So is there some person you'd think of as strictly mundane who you think is worth admiration and praise?"

[elisa_garg]

"My parents," Elisa says. "...And yes, I know that sounds like it's a contradiction, but it's not."

[of_company_b]

"Okay. If I ask how it's not a contradiction, would you tell me?"

[elisa_garg]

"Sure, I would," she replies. "Pretty simple, actually. I used to be human."

[of_company_b]

"Aaah. So what makes your folks exceptional?" He smiles a little, relaxing.

[deadly__whisper]

She grinned, "I'm completely of the not normal variety. Normal for me means not dealing with what I deal with in an average day. But I'm proud of what I do."

She smiled, "Robert Frost, he was a poet, but I don't know if you'd call him normal either."

[of_company_b]

"Normal in the sense of 'born of man and woman, no different from any other mortal man or woman', definitely. But he's a good poet; I've read some of him."

[deadly__whisper]

She grinned, "I'm born of man and woman, just like all mortals, but I differ from what stands for normalcy in my world."

She nodded, "Yea, one of the best. I have one of his collections, bought it when I was ten or so and still have it today. I can actually understand his poetry."

She grinned, "I heard you mention Miles Davis, what about Louie Armstrong? He was a good player."

[of_company_b]

"What makes Miles better in my eyes is that he was a more gifted composer: Satchmo was a composer, but Miles wrote things nobody even could dream a trumpet could do."