Sythyry (sythyry) wrote,

[15 Chirreb 4261]

I rather slunk into Nendrai Ethology, somewhat concealed behind bits of Esory. I was not so lucky as I had hoped; Prof. Phrass called me out immediately, and demanded to know what the nendrai had been up to that day. Half of our conversation was a state secret, and the other half was arguably me betraying a friend. I don't think Phrass was particularly pleased with my non-answer. Too bad for them -- that's what they're going to get more often than not.

(Well, I'd just as soon not arguably betray too many more friends. It's not delightful, and I wouldn't have any friends left if I did.)

Prof. Wynge gave the actual lecture, though. He's much better when he's standing on an ottoman in front of a classroom than when he's sitting on a couch with Prof. Phrass' tail flapping against his (the Rassy's) ankle. This lecture was about various forms of their skin structures. I can't imagine what it would be like to be made of silk, say, as a couple of nendrai were. I cannot wholly endorse the activities of Gnarn. Unfortunately, she doesn't need my endorsement.

Ilottat made up some freakish little excuse to get out of having dinner in public with me, so I collected Esory and Leiska and Seeks-the-Octahedral-Remedy and Tethezai. Seeks, of course, invited Rhedwy. I was rather upset about Ilottat, so I sort of ordered a beetles-in-brine appetizer in place of dinner, and sulked.

Rhedwy:"Rrahi, we have girls' night at Square Nollie's."

Esory:"Oh, that's just 'cause Ilottat had to butter his bees." (Not his exact excuse, but not much worse.)

Tethezai:"Sythyry's a girl now?"

Esory:"Sure, why not? Zie's an Orren girl half the time I see zir."

Tethezai:"Not that much, surely. I more or less live with zir, and I don't see zir as an Orren more than four or five hours a day."

I don't think it's that much! Maybe two or three, on a good -- which is to say, Ilottat-ful -- day. If I'm not seeing him, I rarely am to be seen in anything but Zi Ri shape.

Me:"No, no." With all due respect to ... um ... I don't see why this has anything to do with respect about anyone. I wasn't feeling as pleasant and social as sometimes.

Rhedwy:"Oh, Sythyry, you too are bipedal now? I am now alone in the having of four legs!"

Me:[shrug, peer at beetles in brine, ignore Sleeth.]

Tethezai:"I beg your pardon!"

Rhedwy:[ostentatiously peering at Tethezai]"Ah, I forget that you have two of the ordinary kind of legs, and the two other legs which are the invisible kind of legs. You must forgive me, and quickly!"

Tethezai:"Fool of a Sleeth!"

Rhedwy:"Precisely! This highly follysome reason is why you must forgive me."

Strenata:"What do you mean?"

Tethezai:"My sweetie has twice as many legs as you do, Strenata. Twice as many genders too."

Strenata curled up her tail and flattened her ears. She still hasn't become accustomed to just how brazen me and my friends are. I'm quite sure she'd rather live on a Tree where nobody did more than occasionally ogle another species. (Except, well, what is she doing with Nestrune? She's still riding with him regularly. Hmph.)

In any case, she started an argument of sorts about Enchantment, between Esory and Rhedwy. She kept trying to incite me into it, too: "Well, Sythyry, can a skeropythrope be made from glass and arken wood?" I just looked woefully at her and sat on my wings and mumbled incoherently. She stopped prodding me, after a while.

They looked like they were getting ready for an evening of chattery and enjoying of small amounts of brandy, and I didn't really want either one. I tried to leave a lozen (more than enough for the beetles) and slink off without anyone noticing. Unfortunately, it is not possible to slink away from a Sleeth without anySleeth noticing, not even by slipping under the table and levitating, so I got a long round of goodbying and are-you-OK-ing.

And, instead of getting an apology sort of thing and a come-over-and-visit from Ilottat, I got a very limp apology sort of thing and a stupid-reason-why-I-can't-come-and-visit. He's considering changing his name and he has to do some research. Now. Right now. He can't just, say, write down the name he's considering, and investigate it over the next two days. Or accept the possibility that it might mean "Square Duck Fart Levitate" in Old High Drunken Squeamish Umtangeian, which nobody but linguists has spoken for two thousand years.

No, no. When an Orren wants to do something, he wants to do it now, and even a day or two of delay is simply unacceptable.

Am I allowed to swear off Orren for life if I'm actually in love and involved with one?

Am I allowed to swear off Orren for life if I'm actually in love and involved with one?

No, don't joke around with that stuff..
No, you're totally traff for Orren and you know it, Sythyry.
Yes, but only if you actually go and do it.
Yes, but only if you actually break up.
Yes, you should do it every month or two, as a matter of mental hygene
Yes, it helps keep the Orrenfriends in line.

And, while we're off the topic, what do you think of beetles in brine?

Too salty
Too crunchy
Too expensive for what you get
They get stuck in the teeth
Not good food for Herethroy.
Only good in herb brine.
Only good in brandy-brine
Chub beetles are my life. Or at least my diet.

And how about pan-fried cheese with raw crushed garlic and lemon juice?

Too salty
Too crunchy
Too expensive for what you get
Too burny if I eat it fast, too oily-congealy if I eat it slow
I (the poll-taker, not Sythyry) only manage to eat it right before a hot date and it really spoils my hot date.
Ha-ha! My breath fire deals with the raw garlic stink pretty well!
I can eat it. My lovers must never do, or not right before coming to me.
I am so dearly in love that I permit my lovers to eat it.
Nobody smells my breath anyways.
I'm Cani. [Bard thinks Sythyry means: Thus my lovers are Cani, and don't mind me stinking. Sythyry has evidently forgotten that Cani can be as traff as zie is. -bb]
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