10 ~ comparing those worlds to this boring, normal life [audio/picture]

[menial]

['Well. It sure got cold pretty fast, huh? Which means that I'm rapidly approaching the one-year mark, so I should really be proud. Or something. After burrowing myself away to avoid complications from refugees, my antisociality has reached a certain limit.

Unfortunately, I also have nothing to contribute beyond the observation about the weather which I already blithely used up there! Not that people can read my thoughts, but if they could, they'd find out. Well, they'd find out a lot of things. But who would want to anyway? It would just go on and on without any point.

Anyway, I guess I'll poorly disguise my attempt to see who's up for a random conversation with some kind of opener. Hey, if I were at home, this would be a mind-scarring Omegle session or something. At least I'm pretty sure I won't run into the usual problems stranger-chatting over the journal.'

...and so:]

So I found this in a book the other day.



Maybe this doesn't work as well over the journal, but I thought it was cool, anyway. Or at least different from discussions about fire and eternal suffering, continued kidnapping, disappearance, reappearance, cross-dressing, and so on.

Comments

[herotypical]

As much as I would one day like to be as horrifically wrinkly as a classic rocker? I'm mostly certain some lucky baddie will get to me first.

[menial]

....


Don't say that, Buffy. That's - just depressing.

Besides, you're way too good for that.

[herotypical]

Your support is sweet, Kyon.

[menial]

...

"Sweet" sounds like "lame" coming out of your mouth. Must be a California thing.

[herotypical]

[ or an 'already been dead' thing. ]

God, Kyon. A girl's gotta speak by the book around you, doesn't she?

[menial]

Well, it doesn't hurt anyone to do that. [nope never met Melaka]

...Seriously, though. At least be optimistic.

[herotypical]

I'm afraid that the odds are against me and my optimism.

[menial]

Sure.

But I'm guessing you've already beaten the odds enough times that they might call a hotline on you already. So why not now, too?

[herotypical]

Wait wait wait. What do you count as 'beating the odds'?

[menial]

I was thinking survival of certain death, defeating armies of hell monsters, making it for fifteen years in Luceti, that kind of thing.

[herotypical]

...Then I do feel rather bad, y'know. Bursting your bubble.

[menial]

... What's that supposed to mean?

[herotypical]

[ well. it's almost common knowledge, so: ] I've died, already. Twice, actually.

[menial]

... No, I know, you've mentioned that. ['AND IT'S STILL WEIRD']

But I bet you've been on the brink of death way more times. Two out of five hundred is still beating the odds to me.

[herotypical]

...I guess that depends on how you define the brink.

[menial]

Anywhere within a hundred feet of the edge.

[herotypical]

Because I'm usually very good at winning. Ducking, dodging, jumping, et cetera.

[menial]

Right. But I think for most people, you would still include any encounter with various hellspawn as being in danger of being killed at any time, right? So you made it through a whole bunch.

[herotypical]

As ever, you earn a gold star in making me feel good about myself. I should pay you.

[menial]

I wouldn't say no. You know, if currency was a thing.

But, hey, you're a good friend. And it's true.

[herotypical]

I thought about it, by the way. The teaching thing.

[menial]

Oh, you did? Good thing I just buttered you up, then.

[herotypical]

[ whyever not? jack had said. and then had muttered something in her ear about kyon practically being a pirate already. she hadn't understood that bit. but... ]

When can you start?

[menial]

Uhh. Pretty much whenever. That's a yes? Thanks, Buffy.

[herotypical]

It's a conditional yes. Depending on how the first few sessions go.