Hurrah!

[vicioussweetie]

Taimethis is back! He's back, and he's not dead, and he gave me a shiny thing, and he's back!

De Carabas' friend Richard finally found us. I really like him. And, in what may possibly be the fastest turnaround from initial appearance to strange alternate ever, Richard as a private eye appeared, and hurt people's heads. I kinda like him too, but

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[man_of_means]

"We'll gladly cater your weddings and bar mitzvahs."

[vicioussweetie]

She laughs. "Okay. But this is more a 'I'm really glad you're not dead' thing..."

*wearing the hobbit-sized elven cloak from the night before over his usual pelts*

[x_ginta_x]

Wow, this Taimethis guy must be something else to get this kind of reaction. What's he like?

And there's a guy who's a private eye? I wonder what's with all the people claiming their body parts as private lately. I ran into a guy last night calling himself a "private dick". 'Course, if you're gonna keep anything private, it should definitely be that.

Re: *wearing the hobbit-sized elven cloak from the night before over his usual pelts*

[cat_and_mice]

Both private eye and private dick simply mean "private investigator." The reference to eyes is, of course, because of the undercover, near-spying nature of such detectives. Dick Tracy was one of the more famous experts in the field.

*This conversation had nothing to do with him except by association, but the misunderstanding was a mildly disturbing one and needed to be corrected.*

Re: *wearing the hobbit-sized elven cloak from the night before over his usual pelts*

[x_ginta_x]

Ohhh... okay. I get it now.

Sorry about the misunderstanding... sometimes a lot of this more modern slang goes right over my head. *scrubs at the back of his neck sheepishly*

Re: *wearing the hobbit-sized elven cloak from the night before over his usual pelts*

[cat_and_mice]

"It's understandable. But I know the alternate of the man in question, and I have been scarred quite enough without hearing such misunderstandings." He smiles wryly.

[cat_and_mice]

"It's good to know he set some sort of record, at least."

[warriormayhew]

((*cough*killedthebeastoflondon*cough* *grins*))

[cat_and_mice]

((.....Shush, you. He's going to continue implying that you're near-useless until he can't anymore. ♥))

[warriormayhew]

((*laughs* Yep.))

[prodigalcount]

"Your friend's return is wonderful news indeed, my lady."

[vicioussweetie]

She smiles, a wide and warm smile that means nothing could possibly be wrong with the world. And then she hugs him.

[prodigalcount]

The Count gladly accepts the hug, wrapping his arms around her and holding her close. "I am glad to see you in such high spirits."

[vicioussweetie]

"Mmmm..." she nuzzles his hair, murmuring something very very softly. Hopefully too softly for him to make out.

"Thank you. Mmmm. Comfy."