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[seabeast]

a question for ye fine folks this night

what be this

[ hello! yes, this is ferret. she is at her usual handmirror in the bathroom, as near to the light as she can possibly get. she shifts around a bit, then raises her left forepaw. on the main paw pad, in dark ink, is a tiny tattoo. it's dainty, only about a couple of centimeters across, but fortunately this mirror has perfect focus, so visibility shouldn't be a problem as she shoves it towards her audience. after a moment, she lowers her paw and cuts the feed. ]

tis a knot to be sure
and the google tells me tis called a reef knot
but it doesnt signify why its on my paw
answer me this
no blithering numskull chatter if ye please

[ and that's it because another please would most certainly kill her. ]

Comments

( text )

[argents]

[ HOW POLITE OF YOU ]

Stella! Wow, you really googled it first...a tattoo?

( text )

[seabeast]

[ SHE REALLY DID GOOGLE IT. THANK U BANAJA-SENSEI ]

believe me i did what i could to avoid havin to ask you lot

a tattoo
word been at the tip of my tung but i aint been able to think of it
blood and fire but lyalls computer be at the school
this conversation would be ended if not for that

[argents]

[ YOU ARE MOST WELCOME, WEE BEASTIE ]

I'm surprised you didn't go with him! So you were just trying to find the name for it?

[seabeast]

the shine wor off faster than the truble was worth

nay lad tho the word helps
its been a puzzle to me
why a creature like me would need a thing like this
been tryin to find its meaning ye understand

[argents]

So you just stay home? Don't you get bored?

And anyway, you could always try to find what knots themselves mean. Beyond the obvious. Lots of tattoos represent things other than what they seem like.

[seabeast]

somethin terrible
but i have me readin from these books and the network
hardly a day when you lot dont go harin on some addlpayted advenchur
i make do

i aint about to disagree but me paws are tied
had no luck askin the google when i had it and now ive hours to wait until lyall gets back
dont suppos you have one with you

ha
me paws are
haha

ooh i aaam bored

[argents]

[ GIVE HIM A MOMENT SHE JUST PUNNED AT HIM ]

You ARE bored

You can't really have a google...but I have a computer you can use. Do you think Mr. Lyall would let you go to the library with me? There's a ton of books there too. Between the two, you can probably find what you're looking for.

[seabeast]

to hell with lyall
im in
how do i meet ye

[ forgive her shocking lack of loyalty but MORE BOOKS AND INTERNET!! she's down. you've created a monster. ]

[argents]

[ HE KNOWS NOT WHAT HE HAS DONE gosh, so harsh. ]

I can leave early and come get you, if you want. You might have to stay behind the desk though.

[seabeast]

[ she does not know the concept of pulling her punches. haha. ha. ]

cant bring a bite to eat with me then

[argents]

There's a vending machine. What do you want?

[seabeast]

gordettos

[argents]

You're in luck, nobody ever eats those.

[ BECAUSE THEY'RE 50% DOG BISCUIT PARTS ]

[seabeast]

[ BLASPHEMY ]

their loss
more for me

does your library have books about the ocean

[argents]

[ he won't tell anyone ]

Sure it does, there's a book for just about everything. What do you need to know about the ocean?

[seabeast]

what it be
where it goes
accordin to some folks here this tattoo means ive been to all of them

[argents]

All of them? Like a rite of passage thing? Either way, we can get you a ton of stuff on the oceans. You'll never run out of things to read.

[seabeast]

thats the question aint it
readin aint my first choice in understandin all this but least its gettin me somewhere

[argents]

We can't afford to not look at everything we can, it seems like. Anyway, there's no way we won't find something. I'll be over there soon, okay?

[seabeast]

pick up the pace then
theres learnin to be done

[ ................ come ON stella be polite. ]

i appreciate it lad

would the seafaring lady like an action thread or perhaps a log

[argents]

Coming, coming.

And you're welcome.

ROFL i think a thread would be more appropriate here

[seabeast]

[ Stella will be sitting prettily outside of Lyall's door, inspecting the newly installed dog door with her nose. Well... wasn't this ingenious? are you here yet banagher the queen is WAITING ]

[argents]

[ DON'T GET YOUR WHISKERS IN A BUNCH YOUR HIGHNESS

Which is to say there is a little silver car pulling up outside Lyall's place. Banagher wonders, briefly, if he should go get her from the doorstep or just pop open the passenger side door... could she jump up that far? Does she even like being carted around? He doesn't know anything about ferrets! Let alone sentient ones with sharp tongues.

(And, belatedly, it strikes him just how absurd his life has gotten.)

So he does the safest thing and just gets out of the car to wave her over. ]

Hi, Stella. Ready to go?

[ GET SOME GOOGLES. ]

[seabeast]

[ Stella harrumphs a cough, then trills, then best she can communicate her blinding outrage at his tardiness. It probably looks as intimidating as two kleenexes in the breeze.

She lopes over to Banagher. Well, at least this isn't too much of a mystery to her; she stands on her hind legs to be picked up. Trips with Lyall quickly revealed that she was, in fact, hilariously incapable of making it inside the car door. She just hopes that Banagher can follow. FOR THE GOOGLES ]

[argents]

[ Oop, mad. He thinks? Yeah that probably means she's mad. Smiling a little despite himself, he rounds the front of the car and opens the passenger-side door. Never in his life did he think his super emote-sensing would even remotely come in handy like this.

(But then again, she's a little force to be reckoned with.) ]

Okay, up you go. Shotgun it is.

[ Stooping to pick her up gently (shh he's never dealt with animals!) he turns and lets her down into the seat. ]

It's not a very long ride.