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Lage! [1 Lage 4261]

[OOC: sorry it's been so long. More detailed RL-whining available upon request. -bb]

It’s finally Lage!

Today is traditionally the hottest predictable day of the
year. For all monsters … well, for all off-world
monsters (it occurs to me that I don’t know if any of you
are on-world monsters!) … the month called Oix or
Surprise is sometimes hotter, but that’s different of
course. Also sometimes Hressh-Huu is eccentric and has 1
Lage be cool somewhere, or some other day in Lage or Thory
be hotter. It’s never happened in my lifetime.

So of course I apprehended Ilottat at the end of Leap into
this Pool of Boiling Acid. (My brief vacation from
Enchantment is over… I must consider carefully if I really
want to join a profession that requires me to arise before
dawn every day of forever.)

Me:“Ilottat! It is the hottest predictable day
of the year!”

Ilottat:“It’s certainly quite chaud, hot. But
what do you mean by predictable?”

Me:“It’s midsummer’s day. It’s always
the hottest day of the summer.”
I explained to him, and
to Anoof and Narngi.

They blinked at each other. “Sythyry? Are you quite sure
about that?” they asked, as if in one voice.

Me:“Why, of course I am!”

All three of them:“We were previously unaware
of hic, this phenomenon.”

Me:“Ah, but everybody knows about the first of
Lage!”

All three of them:“Evidently we are not rhywun, anybody,
then.”

Me:“Is it not hot today?”

All three of them:“It is très, quite hot today. Stop
gloating about it, you fireproof lizard.”

Me:“My point is proven!”

All three of them:“Let us ask someone who knows
llawer, a great deal, of natural philosophy, such as Iska, who is
approaching.”

Why did it have to be Iska? Ah, well, it proceeded tolerably.

The question was duly put to Iska.

Iska:“I don’t think me that Hressh-Huu pays so
much attention of the calendar, does she?”

Me:“She certainly knows about Surprise! That’s
a matter of the calendar.”

Iska:“But Surprise has its start when Reluu
gives the sun a kicking at midnight.”

Me:“It does?” This could be true, I
suppose, but I had not heard of it.

Iska:“Oh, yes, it is very the true. In 2273
Reluu was annoyed at Flokin and kicked the sun on the 17th
of Hispis. It was a very terrible Surprise that year, and
many people died from famines from many crops that got their
dying from the coldness of Oix.”

Me:“Ah, of course! The famous Surprising
Surprise of 2273! I did not know about the kicking of the
sun.”

All three of them:“Oh, it’s the first of Lage,
isn’t it?”

Me and Iska:“Yes! Very yes!”

There was much complaining. For, on the first of Lage, it
is traditional for theology students to twit their masters
by invented silliness, the more plausible the better. Of
course, Iska and I aren’t theology students, and all three
of them aren’t our masters, but such details are
insignificant in the face of the gods. Which, since it was a
clear hot day, we pretty much were — five of the
seven creator gods can be seen from the courtyard.

In any case, midsummer’s day is usually the hottest
day outside of Surprise, so I might even have been telling
the truth. I don’t know about anygod kicking the sun
though.

Me:“Ilottat? Theology, real or false, aside,
is it not a hot day?”

Ilottat:“Credo, I believe, that we have already
agreed on this point.”

Me:“And do we not have more than two hours
before our next classes, either of us?”

Ilottat:“If I did not know this to be a fact
which you are gobeithio, hopefully, well aware, I would
suspect you of some further midsummer’s day joke.”

Me:“No such thing! Instead of a joke, would
you like to go swimming in the Kalspiren Pond with
me?”

Ilottat:“Nofio?”

Me:“I beg your pardon?”

Ilottat:“Swimming?”

Me:“Yes! — the very sport!”

Ilottat:“With you?”

Me:“Yes! — the very companion!”

Ilottat:“Together?”

Me:“Yes! — the very condition!”

Ilottat:“. . . “

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