Steve Rogers (
heroic_jawline) wrote in
fandom_radio2016-02-23 03:29 pm
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Fandom Radio, Tuesday, Febuary 23, 2016
...and hello from this brave new world of Cyseal, which I hope I'm pronouncing correctly, to whoever can hear this, which I'm not all that clear about. I'm guessing the squirrels are waking the rest of you up to hear this like they did me.
*pause*
They don't seem to be confirming that, so this might just be a huge waste of morning, but let's be optimistic, all right? Yesterday morning, here in Cyseal, Dante woke up with a cat on his chest. The market in town was hopping, although Lucille and Kathy got into an argument about Kathy's jokes with the cheesemonger. Bucky'll tell you I've gotten into fights over less important things, but you shouldn't listen to him.
*chittering*
No, it's not because it isn't true. It's just not particularly flattering for me. Hannibal introduced himself to Lucille and wanted to know if the shopkeepers were rude to foreigners. Anders stopped into the healers' to ask questions and pet the sheep. I'll pretend I understand how those two are linked. Atton and Ada went to the theater, Kathy met Victoria the orc at the library, and a few of us observed the soldiers at the barracks. Jalian noted their newness to Cassandra, and then she and I talked about their weapons. Mara and April went to the legionnaire camp, Edward and I were down at the docks, and then everyone else seemed to have found the beach. Kathy and Anders have an awkward "we're still friends after last week, right?" chat, and Alana took time to let her wings get some air on the beach as well. Didi wandered around town, but some people took the guided trip instead, even if they wandered off the path a bit along the way. Kathy tried to get Dante out of his bad mood by offering to share her food, but then they were attacked by skeletons...wait, what?
*chittering*
No, I don't see how that's a cultural difference of the people who live here. They aren't just...skin-having challenged or something. Lucille managed to run away from skeletons and pick a fight with Dante,which is a pretty neat trick, and Surreal and Cara liked fighting skeletons. Apparently that's what they look for on a vacation?
In the evening, I went down to the bar. I didn't look wistful! I was just...thinking. At the bar, Lucille got some food to settle her nerves from the skeletons, Mara ate and people watched, and Frank drank. Musicians were out at the theater, much to the enjoyment of Hannibal, Tali and Kathy, and Dante made friends with the legionnaires. Four and April explored north of town, and Skaar went to fight skeletons.
*pause*
...so, back on the island JARVIS woke Tony up with news of an emergency back home. Hope your Cap has your back this time, pal. Mary overshared with her employees about how much fun her pollen-ladened week had been...and now I've overshared with all of you, and Eliot...dewolverined at the diner, which is probably some kind of health code violation. He's more upset he missed the pollen stuff, and sometimes I worry about your priorities this century.
Anyway, that's all the notes, so have a safe vacation, everyone, even if that included fighting skeletons. And now there's a sentence I bet Edward R. Murrow never uttered.
*pause*
They don't seem to be confirming that, so this might just be a huge waste of morning, but let's be optimistic, all right? Yesterday morning, here in Cyseal, Dante woke up with a cat on his chest. The market in town was hopping, although Lucille and Kathy got into an argument about Kathy's jokes with the cheesemonger. Bucky'll tell you I've gotten into fights over less important things, but you shouldn't listen to him.
*chittering*
No, it's not because it isn't true. It's just not particularly flattering for me. Hannibal introduced himself to Lucille and wanted to know if the shopkeepers were rude to foreigners. Anders stopped into the healers' to ask questions and pet the sheep. I'll pretend I understand how those two are linked. Atton and Ada went to the theater, Kathy met Victoria the orc at the library, and a few of us observed the soldiers at the barracks. Jalian noted their newness to Cassandra, and then she and I talked about their weapons. Mara and April went to the legionnaire camp, Edward and I were down at the docks, and then everyone else seemed to have found the beach. Kathy and Anders have an awkward "we're still friends after last week, right?" chat, and Alana took time to let her wings get some air on the beach as well. Didi wandered around town, but some people took the guided trip instead, even if they wandered off the path a bit along the way. Kathy tried to get Dante out of his bad mood by offering to share her food, but then they were attacked by skeletons...wait, what?
*chittering*
No, I don't see how that's a cultural difference of the people who live here. They aren't just...skin-having challenged or something. Lucille managed to run away from skeletons and pick a fight with Dante,which is a pretty neat trick, and Surreal and Cara liked fighting skeletons. Apparently that's what they look for on a vacation?
In the evening, I went down to the bar. I didn't look wistful! I was just...thinking. At the bar, Lucille got some food to settle her nerves from the skeletons, Mara ate and people watched, and Frank drank. Musicians were out at the theater, much to the enjoyment of Hannibal, Tali and Kathy, and Dante made friends with the legionnaires. Four and April explored north of town, and Skaar went to fight skeletons.
*pause*
...so, back on the island JARVIS woke Tony up with news of an emergency back home. Hope your Cap has your back this time, pal. Mary overshared with her employees about how much fun her pollen-ladened week had been...and now I've overshared with all of you, and Eliot...dewolverined at the diner, which is probably some kind of health code violation. He's more upset he missed the pollen stuff, and sometimes I worry about your priorities this century.
Anyway, that's all the notes, so have a safe vacation, everyone, even if that included fighting skeletons. And now there's a sentence I bet Edward R. Murrow never uttered.
