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May. 3rd, 2014 01:33 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alt_charlieHow're you recovering? I was still a bit giddy all through this morning, but thankfully I'd settled down by the time my shift rolled around.
I'm just back from Bill's. We had a very sad and frustrating whinge about Percy being a prat, and then after I told him about yesterday (and you were right, I'm glad I told him) he saw the absurdity immediately and we spent the next hour laughing on and off.
He says hullo, by the way. And he really was all right with things. I was worried, you know, because of his crush on you, but he's moved past that; he said he was happy for us both and I know he meant it. And then we had a nice long talk about him and Rachel Lamont, I mean Brodie, and I tried to be all brotherly and give him advice about how to handle it when your girlfriend is also seeing somebody you can't stand. Well, I mean, I've never dated somebody who was also sleeping with an evil sociopath who kills people for fun, but there was that time I was dating Becky Spring and she was also dating Thomas Evan, that berk, and I think I learned some stuff from it, so I tried to give him some useful advice.
Oh, and I forgot to tell you yesterday -- well, we were busy -- but Dree and Em say hullo too, and thank you for the jam you sent back with me on Wednesday, and Dree said that if I expect babysitting, it'll have to wait until the kid's out of diapers and has a personality. (And Em says better us than them.) I mean, I just told them about the baby part, not the "using ritual sex magic to try to overthrow the Lord Protector" part, obviously, but they both thought it was very sweet of me to offer. And Dree says that when you get tired of me, you should come up and visit again and you can have girl talk. (She's really bad at girl talk, just as a warning. It'll probably turn into dragon talk instead. But you're not the girl talk type, either, so that's all right.)
I'm just back from Bill's. We had a very sad and frustrating whinge about Percy being a prat, and then after I told him about yesterday (and you were right, I'm glad I told him) he saw the absurdity immediately and we spent the next hour laughing on and off.
He says hullo, by the way. And he really was all right with things. I was worried, you know, because of his crush on you, but he's moved past that; he said he was happy for us both and I know he meant it. And then we had a nice long talk about him and Rachel Lamont, I mean Brodie, and I tried to be all brotherly and give him advice about how to handle it when your girlfriend is also seeing somebody you can't stand. Well, I mean, I've never dated somebody who was also sleeping with an evil sociopath who kills people for fun, but there was that time I was dating Becky Spring and she was also dating Thomas Evan, that berk, and I think I learned some stuff from it, so I tried to give him some useful advice.
Oh, and I forgot to tell you yesterday -- well, we were busy -- but Dree and Em say hullo too, and thank you for the jam you sent back with me on Wednesday, and Dree said that if I expect babysitting, it'll have to wait until the kid's out of diapers and has a personality. (And Em says better us than them.) I mean, I just told them about the baby part, not the "using ritual sex magic to try to overthrow the Lord Protector" part, obviously, but they both thought it was very sweet of me to offer. And Dree says that when you get tired of me, you should come up and visit again and you can have girl talk. (She's really bad at girl talk, just as a warning. It'll probably turn into dragon talk instead. But you're not the girl talk type, either, so that's all right.)
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Date: 2014-05-03 09:49 pm (UTC)I feel... nice. A bit hungry. But rested and chipper. Bea won't know me when I go downstairs!
Becky Spring? Ohhhh, now there's a piece of work! You weren't serious about her, I hope! Sorry. Not my business! But I'm glad you managed to see Bill, and it's a rotten shame about Percy. I suppose it really is too far gone to just knock him over the head, take him somewhere, and shout sense at him until he sees some. No, I know. It's just sad.
As for your Stornoway lot, I expect you set Dree straight about personality coming out well before the nappies are off? Tell her I'd love to come sometime for dragon talk.
I'm off for some supper. Hope Kreacher's willing to feed me.
Don't be a stranger now we've raised the flag for our country.
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Date: 2014-05-04 06:04 am (UTC)Anyway. I was serious about Becky in the way that a sixteen-year-old boy is serious about a sixteen-year-old girl who will let him put his hands in her knickers. I've grown much more discerning in my old age. These days I only make eyes at the most thoroughly disreputable boys and girls, what with being thoroughly disreputable myself and all. Works out better that way.
I did try to tell Dree that babies are their own selves from the moment they meet the world, but she and Em are not kid people. (Which is one of the reasons why we'd never work as anything more than what we are.) Em doesn't mind when Sally and Robert's little girl -- who is, oh, four? No, five, she just had a birthday -- picks him as the next one she'll follow him around like she's a duckling and he's her mum, at least not until he's heading into the lab to start his brewing and she tries to follow, but Dree doesn't have a lot of patience for that sort of thing. Well, and it makes sense, I suppose, since Anne's sense of self-preservation is not always what it should be for having grown up on a dragon preserve and Dree's usually doing something dangerous again.
Merlin. I just thought -- if maybe-Baby is going to spend any time up here, I'll need to start reviewing all the safety charms now. I know all the ones Sal and Rob insisted we all learn once Anne started walking, but everyone says you're way more paranoid when it's your own.
Sorry. I keep getting hit with moments of "well, that's going to be different!"
Did Kreacher feed you, I hope? If he didn't, I suppose I could send you a hamper of emergency provisions. Or if he did, we could take the hamper and have a nice evening picnic out. I'm next off Thursday, if nothing shakes up the schedule.
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Date: 2014-05-04 09:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-05-04 11:12 pm (UTC)I could probably pencil you in to my packed social calendar.
No, right, being serious for a bit: I'm working both major and minor second shift Wednesday night, so off around 1AM early Thursday morning as long as no one's late reporting for shift, then I'm on again for minor first on Friday. Which means as long as I get four or five hours of sleep and back up here by 11AM Friday morning, I should be fine.
As long as we don't have any hatchings on Wednesday, I should be all yours on Thursday, for whatever nefarious purposes you want me for. If we do have a hatching, I'll be up Merlin-knows-how-long on Wednesday, and then probably needed Thursday as well, but I really don't think any of our boys and girls are quite ready to join us yet.