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The EYE has it...
Posted
January 25, 2008
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Fenchurch:
Let’s make some hot chocolate when we get home – how does that sound?
Winslow: Yeah,
Fen, I could go for some.
Chance: That
sounds good, Fenchurch. Hey, Smythe,
you coming with us?
Smythe: Ah, you three go ahead; I shall be along in
a bit, when I’ve got my fill of fresh air.
Chance: Okay
then; see you back at the house – g’bye.
**they exit**
**hums absently to
self**
Dorothy: So –
when did your friends take off?
Smythe: Oh – hello again – Dorothy, was it? They
went home a little while ago; I preferred to take a little more air before
joining them –
Dorothy:
There’s enough of it – if you can stand the cold.
Smythe: You are welcome to sit with me, if you like
– and my name is Smythe.
Dorothy: So
I’ve heard. Sure, I’ll join you – nothing urgent to do right now. I have a
question for you, anyway.
Smythe: I shall attempt to satisfy your curiosity,
then, if it is within my scope.
Dorothy: It’s
your EYE – what’s with that, anyway? Couldn’t you get it fixed or something? Or
is it part of some malpractice suit?
Smythe: Haha! You aim for
the heart of the matter, don’t you? ‘Twas my own
fault, a cosplay accident – and I chose to have
nothing done for it; partly for future cosplay
effect, and partly to remind me of my foolishness. *smile*
Dorothy: You
sure took that in good humor – both the accident, and my question. I know I’m
blunt and come off rude; that’s just who I am.
Smythe: And I know some curiosity comes with leaving
my face like this – you must admit it is a conversation starter, though. Once
past it, anything else is easy. Certain of your directness is
admirable; I myself am endeavoring to be more direct in thought and speech.
Dorothy: Is
that so? We could take a few pointers from each other, then, it sounds like.
Why d’you need to be more
direct, anyway?
Smythe: Ah, well – my lifelong love of convolution
and complication cost me a budding friendship… one that I would not have lost
for the world. Although I cannot restore it, I can learn from the unhappy
situation, and change my ways… as a tribute to what could have been.
Dorothy: I
admit I’m mean. Heart of stone. But -- that was –
really kinda sweet. You meant it, too…
Smythe: See – any of us may change, given the proper
motivation. By the by, my friends went home to make hot chocolate – you are
welcome to come with me. You deserve something to warm you after I kept you out
here in the cold.
Dorothy: Sure,
why not? I think I know where you live – with my friend Oona
Murakami, isn’t it? I need to ask her something, so I’ll kill two birds with
one stone. See, I told you I was mean, using
expressions that have killing birds in them. *laughs*
Smythe: You are correct, I
do live in the same household as Oona. As for the
birds, they are purely imaginary, so I won’t hold that against you!
Dorothy: Awfully
generous of you, guv’nor. And there I go making fun
of your accent, too!
Smythe: I’m quite used to that – though there are
some felonious abuses of the Queen’s English out there. Yours is but a minor
infraction, so I shall forgive you. *grin*
Dorothy: I
still think you’ve got a long way to go in the direct speaking department,
though. Keep working on it.
Smythe: Do I? And here I thought I was approaching
your level!
Dorothy: It’s
a long plummet – you better get a parachute. And ditch the thesaurus, while
you’re at it.
Smythe: *laughing* Look out belowwwwww!
I love how Smythe
smoothed her over; he hasn’t lost his touch, after all. Indeed, Oona has proof of that, in –
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