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[winewomenand]

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[cal_sitter]

Some days you make me see the advantages of having drunk oneself into insensibility.

[winewomenand]

There are disadvantages?

You need to start waking up later. I'm tired of coming in to sleep just after you've left for a walk or whatever it is you do. It makes me feel almost slightly guilty about eating whatever's left of your breakfast.

You know, there used to be a time when sensible people still thought of running as something you did to save your life. Not something you did for your blood pressure.

[cal_sitter]

You have a functioning intellect. You can catalog the disadvantages on your own time.

Was that you? I'd thought Cal's mold colony escaped the refrigerator again. Since when do you consider yogurt and granola a fit meal?

Running to maintain your blood pressure does save your life when you're a lowly human being with a human cardiovascular system.

[winewomenand]

Disadvantages perhaps to someone who hasn't lived to the point of being able to defend himself even if he can't stand up straight.

Yogurt and granola was practically a piece of wedding cake. I spent all day eating fish and plain rice. And not even salt-fish. It was easier living in stupid Persia. If I wanted pickles I would demand an antipasto platter and if I wanted rice I would eat it as sushi and off of a naked woman's belly.

Lucky for me that my cardiovascular system laughs in the face of triglycerides.

[cal_sitter]

Remember the fight in your apartment? The one that you lost? You were only hungover then.

I'll make a note in my journal on the feeding habits of Robin Goodfellow, in the section on proof that you don't live on wine alone. There's space beneath the observation that your diet is going to go straight to your hips.

[winewomenand]

I miss the days when the company I kept was too dull and easily charmed to keep remembering things like that to bring them up whenever they feel I'm getting too (rightfully) big-headed. But this is a matter of perspective. Finish last in the apartment and they call you without temperance. Finish last in medical school and they call you doctor.

Pick up more cream for coffee on your way home. 1% is for cowards.

[cal_sitter]

Are you admitting that you're capable of making your own coffee? How will the City's barristas make it through the morning without hearing your cheerful voice before noon?

[winewomenand]

Don't tease. You know I'm capable of operating a coffee machine. That doesn't mean that there isn't a difference between the two. Coffee made in your kitchen is as zircons when compared to diamonds to an expert's eye.

Pick up some goat cheese and tomatoes while you're out. It's a pain in the ass planning meals around your dietary requirements.

And we'll need something to eat if we plan on having a talk.

[cal_sitter]

We're not having a talk.

[ooc: Evasive maneuvers. Plan "Complete Lack of Subtlety" in effect.]

[winewomenand]

Yes we are.

[ooc: Robin says that was v. subtle, Niko.]

[cal_sitter]

Two people are required for a conversation. You'll be short one.

[ooc: He's skipping ahead to the big stick part of the aphorism.]

[winewomenand]

One broken thumb bone is required for a human to get out of a pair of handcuffs.

[cal_sitter]

You think I'd have a problem with that?

[winewomenand]

I think that it would prove your animal desperation, and thus our need to have a conversation.

[cal_sitter]

Fine. You get cheese, creamer, tomatoes, and thirty minutes of my time without argument.

private // unhackable;

[winewomenand]

I think we both know what all of this is about. I think that our experiences with Caliban and his experiences have proven well enough what I should have known, which is that memory is not something we can just get rid of at convenience. Even if it's a false one.

I know how you must feel. I saw how you felt the first time around. I know that every morning you must wake up and think for a few moments that your brother isn't where he used to be. There is a hole in your world, which you find yourself constantly walking around and avoiding in the daytime, and falling into at night. Even though he's here, you miss him like hell.

What are we going to do about it?