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roseblooms) wrote2020-04-24 08:15 pm
roseblooms) wrote2020-04-24 08:15 pm
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[And because he has to get the joke in there:] Hello Kitty!
[HE'S SO HAPPY ABOUT THIS JOKE?]
Alright Kit Kat, here's an idea for you. Twenty bucks for you to hijack a discussion session for some Philosophy 101 class. Don't care what you say, don't care what your actual lecture material is but how about every time you have to say Aristotle, you pronounce it like Chipotle? [and he actually can't... manage to say that with a straight face... it can't be seen, but it's easily imagined how Baren throws his head back in a full laugh] Ahaha! Aristotlay! C'mon, that'd be a riot! I'd actually go to that class!
[HE'S SO HAPPY ABOUT THIS JOKE?]
Alright Kit Kat, here's an idea for you. Twenty bucks for you to hijack a discussion session for some Philosophy 101 class. Don't care what you say, don't care what your actual lecture material is but how about every time you have to say Aristotle, you pronounce it like Chipotle? [and he actually can't... manage to say that with a straight face... it can't be seen, but it's easily imagined how Baren throws his head back in a full laugh] Ahaha! Aristotlay! C'mon, that'd be a riot! I'd actually go to that class!
[You know, a sensible person would not pick up the figurative phone here. A sensible person would appreciate the inanity of this moment, and pretend as though he was away from the offensively pink walkie-talkie, or otherwise unavailable. A sensible person would have better things to do than indulge this overt madness.
But sometimes Fawkes is not a sensible person, and there is frankly only one appropriate response to a moment like this: ]
...New phone. Who dis?
[God help us all it's a walkie-talkie you piece of shit.]
But sometimes Fawkes is not a sensible person, and there is frankly only one appropriate response to a moment like this: ]
...New phone. Who dis?
[God help us all it's a walkie-talkie you piece of shit.]
Why, Jean-Pierre, no, it's just that I hardly recognized you without a raging snowstorm in the background, eh.
[such deadpan. such droll.]
What's gotten you so interested in philosophers lately?
[such deadpan. such droll.]
What's gotten you so interested in philosophers lately?
I actually did my homework for once? They assign you reading for figuring out logic and shit? I don't know if I get it, but at least it got me thinking... which is what it's supposed to do?
[Yeah, no, he's bullshitting. Baren's not the type to take summer classes and he did his reading on philosophy years ahead.
But you know. It is what it is.]
[Yeah, no, he's bullshitting. Baren's not the type to take summer classes and he did his reading on philosophy years ahead.
But you know. It is what it is.]
Well, then, Descartes has good news for you when it comes to confirmation of your existence. Cogito, ergo sum.
[He pauses, then repeats that last sentence another time, this time with the pronunciation of coggy-toe ear-go some.]
Congratulations. You are.
[He pauses, then repeats that last sentence another time, this time with the pronunciation of coggy-toe ear-go some.]
Congratulations. You are.
[Well, that makes it his turn to choke. On air, no less.]
Deez Carts —
[HE WHEEZES, HALFWAY TO DEATH BY ASPHYXIATION]
Deez Carts —
[HE WHEEZES, HALFWAY TO DEATH BY ASPHYXIATION]
For twenty dollars? You can't possibly think I'd bite for that.
[Which, conspicuously, is not actually a no.]
[Which, conspicuously, is not actually a no.]
...Any dinner of my choice?
[Uh-oh, looks like that hook worked wonders.]
[Uh-oh, looks like that hook worked wonders.]
Even a classic seven-course French dinner?
[Says the closet Francophile.]
[Says the closet Francophile.]
That depends. Will Paris still be standing by the time you're done with it?
The fashion scene? No, because they're so pretentious I start choking once I walk off the plane.
The rest of it though? Of fucking course. I love the Louvre.
[an accidentally sincere comment.... but he's just as pretentious at heart, or at least he likes learning.... terrible]
The rest of it though? Of fucking course. I love the Louvre.
[an accidentally sincere comment.... but he's just as pretentious at heart, or at least he likes learning.... terrible]
I was going to say — if you intended to leave it in cinders, then I'd better go along with you to make sure I get to see it while it lasts.
How many times have you been? Either way, I'm jealous.
How many times have you been? Either way, I'm jealous.
A few times with my sister! [HE SOUNDS... SINCERELY HAPPY.... In a way that Baren normally doesn't let slip, but well, he adores his sister. He adores traveling. It doesn't occur to him to be a menace for a moment.] We haven't gone in a while....
I'll tell you next time I get invited out there, Kitty Kat. My sis gets bored a lot faster than I do so I think she'd pass. Sooooo you should run away with me for a weekend.
I'll tell you next time I get invited out there, Kitty Kat. My sis gets bored a lot faster than I do so I think she'd pass. Sooooo you should run away with me for a weekend.
[Well, well, isn't this new and interesting. We started out with amusing the devil with philosopher shenanigans and now here we are listening to his tone rich with love for his sister and legitimate enthusiasm about something that isn't just pure chaos.
It's kind of nice, really, and a little enchanting.]
Do you travel with her often, then? It must be nice.
It's kind of nice, really, and a little enchanting.]
Do you travel with her often, then? It must be nice.
Not lately - I've gotten busy and things have gotten... weird.
[There's a little pause in that - a moment where he remembers that Retrospec exists and he's caught in this game when his sister isn't. But he continues after that, answers mixed with lies but fondness all the same.]
There's a lot of the world to see, you know? She's even more curious than I am so it's never boring.
You'll come along next time we go out, right? You sound like you haven't left the country. That's not fair, you should get to see what you want to see.
[There's a little pause in that - a moment where he remembers that Retrospec exists and he's caught in this game when his sister isn't. But he continues after that, answers mixed with lies but fondness all the same.]
There's a lot of the world to see, you know? She's even more curious than I am so it's never boring.
You'll come along next time we go out, right? You sound like you haven't left the country. That's not fair, you should get to see what you want to see.
I nearly didn't come to Recollé, actually; you're right about that. I came here for academics.
[Now it's his turn to pause, not because he's ashamed but just because he seems to be sorting through how he wants to word this.]
I almost didn't go to university, either, much less come here for graduate studies. My plan was to stay close to home and get a job — staying occupied while I helped out.
[Now it's his turn to pause, not because he's ashamed but just because he seems to be sorting through how he wants to word this.]
I almost didn't go to university, either, much less come here for graduate studies. My plan was to stay close to home and get a job — staying occupied while I helped out.
You would've been content with that?
[This is getting too close to backstory sharing - but unless Fawkes is expecting anything in return for Baren, he doesn't mind listening for the time being. It's interesting to him. He won't admit it out loud, but he sincerely thinks that Fawkes is one of the few people indisputably smarter than he is.
The idea of him being cooped up somewhere small is almost unforgivable.]
[This is getting too close to backstory sharing - but unless Fawkes is expecting anything in return for Baren, he doesn't mind listening for the time being. It's interesting to him. He won't admit it out loud, but he sincerely thinks that Fawkes is one of the few people indisputably smarter than he is.
The idea of him being cooped up somewhere small is almost unforgivable.]
[Hmmmm, it sure is backstory o'clock, isn't it. Though it sounds like Fawkes is silently debating just how far into Details Of The Past we're going to go, before he finally speaks.]
I thought it would make me a bad son if I did anything else.
[...]
My mother is sick, and has been for a long time. I always just assumed my future would involve devoting my time to taking care of her.
I thought it would make me a bad son if I did anything else.
[...]
My mother is sick, and has been for a long time. I always just assumed my future would involve devoting my time to taking care of her.
[Ah.
Baren thinks back on that - his own mother hated him and his sister, used them for her own revenge, and died without saying a single word of affection without a string of manipulation tied to it - and he pauses. He doesn't understand anything about family relationships and dynamics that don't go up in flames aside from the unbreakable tie he has to his twin sister.
But.
But he knows what he wanted, even in the last days where his mother was sick - ]
Is she doing okay now? Do you get to see her?
Baren thinks back on that - his own mother hated him and his sister, used them for her own revenge, and died without saying a single word of affection without a string of manipulation tied to it - and he pauses. He doesn't understand anything about family relationships and dynamics that don't go up in flames aside from the unbreakable tie he has to his twin sister.
But.
But he knows what he wanted, even in the last days where his mother was sick - ]
Is she doing okay now? Do you get to see her?
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