Email to Marie-Ange
Mar. 24th, 2007 05:04 pmTo: [seer]
From: [witch]
Subject: Forge.
Okay, jokes about mind control and being a pod-person aside, just what is it with you and the mansion's resident mad scientist? Since, you know, mistletoe and yelling and all that.
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From: [witch]
Subject: Forge.
Okay, jokes about mind control and being a pod-person aside, just what is it with you and the mansion's resident mad scientist? Since, you know, mistletoe and yelling and all that.
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Date: 2007-03-25 12:18 am (UTC)from: (seer)
You have to promise not to tell Doug at all. Because it would ruin everything if you did.
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Date: 2007-03-25 12:58 am (UTC)I sort of threw a shoe at him?
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Date: 2007-03-25 01:14 am (UTC)It is, maybe a ruse?
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Date: 2007-03-25 01:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-03-25 01:56 am (UTC)Forge and I are out at coffee, and I think that unles Doug somehow decides to call me tonight to talk before Forge and I leave, that we are going to see how far we can push Doug.
... there are too many pronouns that I could not use there and I am confusing myself.
Where did Angelo go? To Madagascar, yes?
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Date: 2007-03-25 02:04 am (UTC)Unfortunately I didn't count on Doug's enormous sense of whatever the fuck it is that makes him not push. So I threw a shoe at him. That got a reaction. He stormed out. At this point I couldn't tell you what would work - he's dug this bloody hole for himself and I don't know what'll get him out.
Yeah, he left yesterday afternoon. He needed the break, but fuck, I wish I'd been able to go with him. Stupid work - I've got this pile of research for Wanda to go through about some sort of monkey, for fuck's sake. But I've missed too much the last few months I couldn't just ask for another week or two's break, not when everyone else is just as stressed.
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Date: 2007-03-25 02:10 am (UTC)Why... monkeys?
She has finally cracked, I think.
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Date: 2007-03-25 02:20 am (UTC)Bloody fucking hell, I don't believe it. That sneaky... You know what she's gone and done? There's tickets in here. Airline tickets. For fucking Madagascar. Oh, she's a cunning one, and if I'd gone through this on Thursday, like I was supposed to, I'd be there now.
Argh. I have to call Ange and tell him. I think if I work all day tomorrow, I can clear what's left on my desk and take some of the study with me and leave maybe Monday?
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Date: 2007-03-25 04:08 am (UTC)Do not mix them up though. The lemurs have fur and tails, Angelo has grey skin and no tail. It would be bad if you confused them.
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Date: 2007-03-25 04:15 am (UTC)Actually, I just had a thought. Would just turning up in Madagascar on Monday morning with no warning be one of those romantic sort of things to do? I can never figure out what's romantic and what's over the top.
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Date: 2007-03-25 04:17 am (UTC)I think that Angelo would be thrilled. Even if it was a little over the top, I think he would not mind. This is Angelo. He has shirts that are more over the top than anything else possible.
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Date: 2007-03-25 04:23 am (UTC)You mean the ones he wears when he's not working? With the eye-searing patterns? I sort of like those. Well, not the pink one. Not even I can think that's a good colour on him.
Come help me pack tomorrow? I have no idea what to take with me to a small island off the coast of Africa for ten days...
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Date: 2007-03-25 04:26 am (UTC)I think that I could do that. Did Wanda give you any 'research' to do on the weather patterns and local climate?
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Date: 2007-03-25 04:47 am (UTC)Strangely enough, under the stuff on prosimians, there's a whole lot of stuff on the local weather, local customs, places to eat...
Oh, I'll need to pack something suitable for spending a weekend with royals - Crystal's invited Ange and me to Attilan next weekend. *meeps*
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