Well, I just found out that my friend has leukemia. Not the news I was expecting to hear tonight.

L: I'm trying to figure out how I ended up in someone else's universe, but I'm not stressing too much. There's tea.

M: I gots a ginger and bacon. Life's good.

H: -purrs-

They wrote a book. I'm in it. -Grins smugly and takes a seat at a table in the breakfast area- Lawrence, why don't you come sit with me brother? -glances at Hans- You know Nemo, you really should wash that thing. I'm not entirely certain where he's been.


*** in kitchen

Well it's about time you showed back up. The hell have you been? -jabs Martin in the ribs and puts a tray of bacon in the oven-

Hyena: Oh, wow! [hug]
@ L: Tea always makes things better
@ M: That's good to hear!
Gregory: Haha! That's def something to brag about! *nods* And eh, I probably should, but that means I need to get up, and I lack the energy to do so at the moment. [sweat]

L: Ah-ah-ah. No. Remember: we discussed this. Six meters.

H: I been right here. >w< -purrs-



M: I been busy. You know I can't talk about it. S'all... confidential or something.

Now now Lawrence! There's no need for these hostilities. If your lady trusts me enough to curl up with the potato sprout while I sit at her side, shouldn't you at least be able to sit and have a cup of coffee or tea with me? We did grow up together after all.

***

Yes, and while you were busy, I managed to somehow marry your coworker. In vegas. VEGAS. MARTIN. How the hell did that happen? Cause I sure don't know. Now I have a brother too. All because you just had to go and get me noticed by your people! -pokes in ribs playfully several more times to show extent of kidding nature-

L: Yes. We did grow up together. And that is precisely why I refuse to sit next to you.

H: Where'd my pillow person go? D=





M: -pokes Swansie- Them memory lapses gonna getcha every time. -grin-

I think we frightened your Nemo away little potato man. Would you like to sit in the chair across from me and have tea with me like a civilized person since my brother clearly wont?


**
Hey now. I didn't say you got to poke me back. -raises eyebrow- unless you're insinuating something.

H: What's a civilized person look like?

M: Do we gotta pull down the curtain or something? This is a PG 13... thing, right?

Oh they can look like any way they like more or less. Civilization is in a general attitude and desire to communicate with your fellow man effectively and in a courteous manor. All you would need to do in this instance, for example, is sit down in that chair and talk to me nicely over a cup of tea or coffee or water or whatever you would like to drink.



**
-Looks out open pantry door- Well I suppose all we'd really have to do is close the door and fade to black, but for one, I never said I was going to let you get anywhere. I'm not one of your hookers Martin. You can't just flash me a sleazy grin, unzip your pants, and expect me to be ready to go. And secondly, did you miss the part where my murderous serial killer husband is just out there, standing in front of the coffee, obsessing over his disdain for Gregory?

H: -tilts head- -scratches head- -wrinkles nose-

Okie-dokieeeeee


-climbs up into chair and sits cross-legged-


M: Pfff... you know I can only see like a foot into the future, babe. Betcha I could take him, came down to it. B'sides, he's busy.

Word to the wise make sure that when you go for a hike in unpacked snow on cross country ski trail and its only 2° outside. bring skis cause that's the only packed part.

L: So... what you're saying is... if you intend to go ski-ing... bring skis.

Oh no what I'm saying is when your friend invites you to go on a lit ski trail hike and says you don't need them. bring them anyway

L: Ah. That much was unclear.

See now, there we have it. Very good. -smiles and applauds Hans- You are officially more civilized and polite than my angry brother who seems intent on harassing the new guests. -turns and waves to Cuppy- Which, by the way, greetings to the poor girl whom hadn't ski's. I'm Gregory, and this is my dear new friend Hans. He is, in fact, a potato, despite looking like a little shirtless human boy.

**

-smile- Well I'd rather it not have to be brought up. He and I have a very... unrestricted... relationship anyway. -shrug. grin.- Fine. Close the door. But I'm not making any promises.

L: I am ignoring you, Gregory. -tea-
H: -head...tilt- =O

Hello, new personnnn.


M: -grin, close door- I love it when you don't make promises.

....I'm so confused

L: We're exploring plurality and oneness. Tea is involved.

......yeah still confused but eh there's tea

Plurality: being more than one person at a time and sharing a mind.

Oneness: being several bodies and one mind.

Tea: hot leaf juice.

Swan and I have developed a rather strange mental connection.

H: -waves exuberantly- Hullo, new person. My name is Hans. Who are you? -turns back to new-friend-Gregory- (Was that good?)

L: -sigh-

~drinks tea~ mhmmmm yeah still out of the loop maybe its cause I'm tired but not sleepy

H: (I don't get it... is that her name?)

L: -hand gestures- They're simultaneously one and six people at this very moment, despite being two physical bodies. Really, this isn't hard.

~drinks tea~ok I see

well guys I'm gonna try to sleep now maybe see you all late today