02 [ text & a small handmirror ]

[seabeast]

[ There's now video of a small ferret on the network, staring intently at the mirror. If you aren't familiar with Lyall's ferret Stella, you are now. The familiarity is about to grow. After a long, long period of consideration, the presence of several other animals on the network, several lessons in basic spelling and phonetics ("just write what sounds right"? yes, this could be awful) and literal weeks of nagging... put simply, she's caved. Not happily, but if it'll get Lyall out from under her paws...

She looks balefully into the mirror, refocuses her attention on the laptop next to her, then... starts typing. Very slowly. Hey, fine motor functions isn't her forte just yet. Or phonetics. ]

i no wat yu lot ar sayin too me
so heer we ar
supriz

thats al

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[wastingtime]

[don't even get me started suspicious thing, aren't you?]

I won't ask. You can have mine, if you'd like. Or just ask for me by name.

[seabeast]

[ she's got more than herself to look out for, after all! not that she herself as a ferret has much to lose, but she doesn't want to connect her identity with lyall's too strongly if she can help it. it's practical! not protective at all. ]

how dyu spell that then
ellyan
elean

[wastingtime]

'E' 'El' 'I' 'A' 'En'.

[he pauses, then he decides to write it out as well, in large, clear letters]

Like that.

[seabeast]

elian
all rait
yull be heerin from me soon enuff i rekon

[wastingtime]

Fair enough. What shall I call you?

[seabeast]

names stella
damned vermin works too