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[willrevile]

Oh come on, you're gorgeous.

[nineteenfortyfive]

So are antiques, but thank you. And to think I already got your clothes off.

[willrevile]

Hey, you only ever had to ask.

[nineteenfortyfive]

What a flatterer.

[willrevile]

I speak only truth.

But I'm sure you hear that sort of thing plenty, being hitched, right?

[nineteenfortyfive]

From day one.

[willrevile]

That's good to know. I hear that's how those things are supposed to work.

[nineteenfortyfive]

I won't bore you going on about how marriages should work, but we'll just say he does a good job of making sure he doesn't end up single.

[willrevile]

Is he here?

[ Jim's pretty sure the impression he's gotten is that Mr Claire is about, or else he might not just ask and risk depressing her. ]

[nineteenfortyfive]

He is. His name is Jamie. Big redheaded Scot.

[That happens to be in his early twenties. Something went wrong, somewhere, but they're doing their best to make it work.

She just feels a bit like she's robbing the cradle.]

[willrevile]

[ Jim'll have to work on a good antiques line to torment her with if he ever meets the guy. ]

Nice. And he's from, what, 1255?

[nineteenfortyfive]

If you're trying to be a smartass, Captain, I did indeed meet him in the past.

[willrevile]

Only a little, like half my ass.

Time's cool that way.

[nineteenfortyfive]

I didn't think it was very cool at the time. It was absolutely terrifying.

[willrevile]

Understandable. That's further back than we had more than a few lines in history books about, for me.

[nineteenfortyfive]

I can only imagine. No electricity, no indoor plumbing... and space travel only a distant dream.

[willrevile]

Almost Wyver!

You ended up liking it in that time, though, didn't you?

[nineteenfortyfive]

After this dragon business I am never setting foot in Wyver again.

[But Claire, you hardly ever set foot there anyway.]

I did. Enough to want to stay there for the rest of my life.

[A difficult choice both times she had to choose, but more so the second time around. It's why Brianna had to choose for her.]

[willrevile]

There's a foot joke here somewhere. I dunno, the cities don't feel different to me.

Because of the aesthetic, or because of Mr Doctor Claire?

[nineteenfortyfive]

Wyver toes the edge of "too wild" for me. Olympia isn't without its drawbacks, of course.

[Get it. Toe. Foot. She hates him.]

I wouldn't have stayed if not for him. It's not a life for everyone, that's for certain. Hot baths almost won.

[willrevile]

They're both so primitive it's just sort of ... whatever, I guess. But hey: those boots I had on were made in Wyver, and didn't totally disintegrate. Imagine if I'd been wearing Olympian canvas slippers. I'd have no feet at all :)

Surely, man had discovered fire.

[nineteenfortyfive]

Maybe I'll have to go shoe shopping in Wyver. Or have someone that owes me go and pick something up :)

Fire was around, yes. You had to heat your pot of water over it, after hauling it in from the nearest well. If you were determined, or had servants, you might fill a tub you couldn't even fit your entire body in so that you might feel a little more lavish. Then there's getting rid of all the bath water.

[willrevile]

You should definitely come visit and see if you contract cooties. For medical science.

Still sounds more psychologically comforting than a sonic shower, even if I miss those, too.

[nineteenfortyfive]

I am inoculated against cooties.

What in God's name is a sonic shower?

[willrevile]

Hey, perfect! No excuses not to come down sometime.

It's like a .. super vibration shower, shaking atoms around and demolishing anything off you, including dead skin cells and germs and all that. No water involved, they're common on starships and planets with limited resources.