[No, he didn't read it. He never read any of the things you used to write, just used to observe as the papers had started in a modest pile on the desk, then a smattering across the floor, then a wave onto the table, and at some point, he doesn't remember quite when, it had just taken over the entire apartment. Encroaching upon his sacred spot on the floor for thinking and pondering the window.
So Yukimi would be a writer again.....
...this did not bode well for their new living space.]
.... [Wow. Just wow. He ought to be used to this by now, right? And though he should also know that sarcasm is lost on Yoite, he gives him a smirk anyway and answers dryly,]
No, of course not. I dragged myself through every crappy village in this godforsaken place and chatted up random strangers and wrote it all down in these nicely formed columns for the pure joy of it.
[Why does he feed this kid again? Him and bottomless stomach.]
[As expected, his perfect blend of humor and irony goes to waste on Yoite, leaving Yukimi thoroughly unamused. And so, like the adult that he is, he pretends to not know. Of course he can see exactly what Yoite is asking him ("What are you feeding me tonight?") but he answers instead,]
Why, did you cook tonight? [He gives him an optimistic smile.]
[Ah ha, so this is the guy. He knew those Kannagaran natives were trying to recreate something they'd seen an "Offworlder" do before, but Yukimi hadn't quite pinned down who.]
Hey man, that's not what I wrote. I just said that nothing came of it. Not tryin' to belittle the effort. [Except for the lightning dance..] If you're still going at it, more power to you. This place could use some modern amenities. Let me know if you get any joy.
Guh. I just want my laptop. Do you know how hard it is to format this newspaper on this little thing?? [He sighs dramatically.] I wouldn't say no to an XBox either.
And you know they did, aren't they quaint, these native folk? You gotta be careful showing them modern techniques. Wise thing, that Prime Directive.
Thank you for this - it's really quite useful. Actually...
[And here Yuui smiles a bit sheepishly.]
I was wondering if you'd heard anything about the livestock prices here in Amesato? Or elsewhere, really. You see, I'm opening a restaurant, but I'm kind of low on funds until it gets going. I'm always on the lookout for better rates.
[He says with a shrug. How the hell would he know? But then again, there is no other newspaper around these parts, so it's probably not a completely unreasonable question..]
...What kind of restaurant are you opening anyway?
[He's just going to give you a blank look at the quip - he's never heard of that Financial Times after all.]
I guess you can call it a bistro, but we're going to be serving things from the various dimensions we've been to... so I guess you could call it interstellar cuisine?
Oh ho, interstellar cafe, it's the best kind to have! You'll be running Kannagara's own little Mos Eisley Cantina! You should hire a live band too. Nothing like a rousing number to lift spirits, eh?
Let me know when you open. I'll write up a review. [He grins.]
[He very much did not like the reduced pay, thanks. Even if it's still more than he knows what to do with. Trouble? Seriously? He's the goddamn hardest working keeper of order ever. Go fuck yourself, free word journalism. And, of course, reading about it only annoys him more. He decides it's not worth his time, though.]
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....Is this your job?
[No, he didn't read it. He never read any of the things you used to write, just used to observe as the papers had started in a modest pile on the desk, then a smattering across the floor, then a wave onto the table, and at some point, he doesn't remember quite when, it had just taken over the entire apartment. Encroaching upon his sacred spot on the floor for thinking and pondering the window.
So Yukimi would be a writer again.....
...this did not bode well for their new living space.]
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No, of course not. I dragged myself through every crappy village in this godforsaken place and chatted up random strangers and wrote it all down in these nicely formed columns for the pure joy of it.
[Why does he feed this kid again? Him and bottomless stomach.]
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[His voice is neither impressed or belittling, just monotone as he stares unchanging at the screen. Stick to the important things, Yukimi.]
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Why, did you cook tonight? [He gives him an optimistic smile.]
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[He will have a game system, oh yes.]
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Hey man, that's not what I wrote. I just said that nothing came of it. Not tryin' to belittle the effort. [Except for the lightning dance..] If you're still going at it, more power to you. This place could use some modern amenities. Let me know if you get any joy.
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Did someone seriously try the lightning thing?
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And you know they did, aren't they quaint, these native folk? You gotta be careful showing them modern techniques. Wise thing, that Prime Directive.
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[And here Yuui smiles a bit sheepishly.]
I was wondering if you'd heard anything about the livestock prices here in Amesato? Or elsewhere, really. You see, I'm opening a restaurant, but I'm kind of low on funds until it gets going. I'm always on the lookout for better rates.
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[He says with a shrug. How the hell would he know? But then again, there is no other newspaper around these parts, so it's probably not a completely unreasonable question..]
...What kind of restaurant are you opening anyway?
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I guess you can call it a bistro, but we're going to be serving things from the various dimensions we've been to... so I guess you could call it interstellar cuisine?
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Let me know when you open. I'll write up a review. [He grins.]
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