I see you in another place//I extract a familiar face

[weaver_girl]

Characters: Kagerou (weaver_girl) and YOU
Date/Time: 27 to 29 April 2011
Location: The Bar/The Clinic on Wellspring/Section Three/The Dojo/etc.
Rating: A blanket PG-13 should cover everything.
Summary: Kagerou gets back into things after a side trip into the Attic and an unscheduled dream dust nap. So many things to see, people to do-no wait. Come bother her

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[proudambassador]

"The park, yes, this will do." He wasn't a big fan of nature and the great outdoors, but he had pleasant company. It would be fine. As long as there were not too many bugs, and the not-too-many bugs did not insist on biting him

[proudambassador]

"Kagerou, Kagerou." Her name made up for his temporary lack of words. "If you are to go, I will not blame you, no. Miss you, yes. You are a sun-haired beacon of what could be that is surprisingly not bad when so much is." Ambassador paused, realizing he'd probably said that poorly too, but oh well. He made no claims of eloquence.

"Now. There were lighter topics, yes? Things about me, or my culture, the little I know of it?" He wore a faded smile as he tried to return to cheerfulness. There was no need to let the shell go too much.

move towards a wrap-up soon, maybe?

[weaver_girl]

She ducked her head with a small hum of acquiescence, not quite sure how to respond to what seemed like undue praise. He was kinder than he gave himself credit for, but she did not want to press that too much. It seemed easier for him to wear that facade, an armour to shield him from the world.

"Yes," she said readily, smiling a little again. "Tell me anything--I really wouldn't know where to even start! How do you celebrate? Do you have any holidays? Um... what are your foods like? Whatever you'd like to tell me about."

Sure! And I'm sorry that was so delayed.

[proudambassador]

"Anything? Anything." He chuckled, trying to think on it. "Celebrate. I believe we celebrate by drinking. There is something that says that is how it is done, yes. But it is not just drinking, it is heavy drinking." That really shouldn't come as a surprise, he figured. He'd never hidden his vices or how much he liked them.

"Food, that is one I know little about. But I have found one dish. Swedish metaballs, it is called by the humans. You humans, I am meaning. That, it is familiar and tasty! I do not know what else we eat, though I look!"

There was a bit of a smile on his face as he paused. "I am surprised that you have not asked about wives. The loud one, he seemed very focused on that topic, no?"

[weaver_girl]

"Meat--I know rice balls, but I don't think I've ever heard about that one. It must be from some place I'm--not from." She chuckled.

The chuckle turned a little embarrassed as he spoke on, and she smothered the rest of it against her fingers. "I'm sure it's different in the place I'm from. But... as long as you all agreed to it, who am I to say anything contrariwise, hm?"

It did sound foreign, and she could understand Toushi's indignation; she was sure marriages happened between two people, in her experience, but while the idea was foreign it was not alien. Except, well, obviously in the case of Centauri marriages, it was.

"I just mean that we all do things that are strange to some of us," she finished a tad sheepishly.

[proudambassador]

Ambassador blinked. "Some place you are not... The man, the seller, he told me it was Earther. And everything I have had here has been from Earth. You are sure? It is not something you eat?" What if the worker had been wrong? What if for once it was actually something from home? Ambassador would question the shop owner later. This was important.

The comments about strange and different brought a smile to his face. "That, it is a smart way to look at things. But if you are curious, I think that there is not a set number, so long as the parties, they are willing. But, it should assure, I think, that I believe that I have them all, no? That they have not suddenly died and then I remarried twice."

[weaver_girl]

"It could be from Earth and I could not know about it at all." Kagerou smiled. "It's a pretty big planet--lots of different cultures, at least in my time. I think 'Sweden' is a country, now that you mention it."

She breathed a small, secret sigh of relief that he had caught her meaning before she embarrassed herself overelaborating on it. "So, three wives all at once. Could a Centauri woman have three husbands, too?"

[proudambassador]

"Any planet is big," he began, but then tilted his head, curious. "There is... division, on your world? It is not all..." Ambassador's voice trailed off as he waved his hands in her direction. "I think that my planet, it is all... one."

At least the question was a safer thing, and Ambassador tilted his head in thought. "If she had the rank, undoubtedly." His own answer gave him pause, though. It had come out, something he hadn't thought about. He continued more slowly. "One is able to do much, when they have name and power." Which then... he had? It would be logical.

[weaver_girl]

"You mean like different countries and cultures? Yes, of course. A lot of them." Kagerou paused. "I... really never thought that would be unusual. There's Japan, where I'm from, and China, and America, I think, and Sweden, with the Swedish meatballs, though it doesn't sound familiar beyond the name..."

His answer made her bunch her eyebrows as she tried to wrap her mind around the idea. A man with many wives, or a woman with many husbands... She thought she had heard of the former but not really the latter. What did that say about her world? "I suppose that's true," she said, softly.

[proudambassador]

He shook his head. "So your world, it is many... things. This, I do not know how to wrap my hair around, no. But I will try. My people, I think, we are all Centauri."

Ambassador smiled fondly. "Of course it is true! I said it!" Then he laughed. "I jest. But do not fret, hm? It is a good day, and you are young yet. Marraige, it is not a thing for you to think on. In time you will find someone, yes? Or perhaps several someones! As many as you wish!"

starts wrapping this up? It's been a long time by now, though it is a very fun thread. :)

[weaver_girl]

"I think we're all human, too," Kagerou said musingly. "But we're different... nationalities? All the same species, though." And wasn't that a shift in perspective.

She laughed, bright and carefree, at the mental image his words brought forth. Marriage, or family, or even growing up the rest of the way, were still such distant prospects that she could not quite grasp them properly and fully.

"Maybe I will." For now, she'd be just as glad to take the rest of this walk, and then go to work for another evening.

Works for me! And it has been.

[proudambassador]

"Nationalities." He thought as they walked. "This, it may be why you are not in space, hm? Perhaps some unity, it is needed, before you can meet with others, yes? Or perhaps meeting other races, it unites. The chicken and the drumstick. One came first, but it is debated which, no?"

They continued walking, circling back toward the bar. Ambassador slowly realized that he liked this, walking and talking with her. He wondered which would be the least harmful thing to do - to acknowledge this or to pretend it was a daily occurence. "Maybe. There are many maybes in our lives. And here, a great many more. But maybe, you will come by the place of a thrice-married old Centauri and brighten up a dim house a little, hm?" That would work.