dì​sì​; the red shoes.

[bytwo.livejournal.com]

[River is sprawled out on the ground - again, let's be honest, she's done this sort of thing before - with multi-coloured markers and a book of fairy tales stolen from the library on the Plane. On first glance she appears to be annotating it; on further inspection, it becomes clear that she's not so much annotating as editing, crossing out whole sections and writing new ones in the margins, pointing out fallacies, and occasionally drawing diagrams. She's fixing it, you see! Making it better. It may or may not be a very valuable edition.

You'll thank her later.]

Comments

[bwahahabeetle.livejournal.com]

It is, yes. But -- it's a story. It doesn't have to make sense. I mean, granted, maybe in some worlds it makes perfect sense, but obviously not in yours or mine.

[bytwo.livejournal.com]

Yes.

[And in her world, she's correcting it. After a moment, she offers him a blue marker, just in case he wants to join her.]

[bwahahabeetle.livejournal.com]

[Well, why not? He's got nothing else to do, and this is a way to get to know some people, at least. He takes the marker and sits down, rubbing his hands together] Okay. Where'd you stop?

[bytwo.livejournal.com]

[Back to 'The Goose Girl', she points to a sentence regarding the goose boy planning to pull the heroine's hair, and the rhyme that causes the wind to blow his cap off and distract him while she put her hair up.] Doesn't conform to regular weather patterns.

[bwahahabeetle.livejournal.com]

[Ted inspects the sentence carefully, and gives a thoughtful frown.] No, maybe not for the time and place. But have you taken into account that the girl could know an enchantment of some kind?

[bytwo.livejournal.com]

She's a princess.

[River, apparently, doesn't put much stock in the mental capabilities of a girl who allows her handmaid to impersonate her, unchallenged.]

[bwahahabeetle.livejournal.com]

Ah! A princess. Then she's probably not magical. Hmn. Any other explanations you can think of?

[bytwo.livejournal.com]

The odds against the same coincidence happening repeatedly are - [rattling off the numbers here. Yes, she did them in her head; it's easy!]

[bwahahabeetle.livejournal.com]

Right, so not a coincidence. Hm. [And he'll be making a notation of that in the margin.]

[bytwo.livejournal.com]

[And River starts explaining weather patterns to him. Assuming, of course, that they conform to the Earth norm.

Also drawing diagrams on a loose sheet of paper, for his benefit. In purple! With pictures of birds, because birds live in the sky. And then she makes a hopeful face at him. :D?]

[bwahahabeetle.livejournal.com]

[He nods, grins, and scribbles down a short notation of that in the margin] Thanks. I'm not the greatest expert on weather patterns, except when the Bug's involved.

[bytwo.livejournal.com]

[...Blank stare. It's like asking 'what's the bug' but with less sound pollution!]

[bwahahabeetle.livejournal.com]

[He gives her a grin. Nerding about the Bug is fun, okay?] It's my ship. She's not here, unfortunately, but I'm hoping I can figure out a way to get her here.

[bytwo.livejournal.com]

[Interest time yay!]

Classification? [:D? :D? :D?]

[bwahahabeetle.livejournal.com]

See, she doesn't exactly have one. I built her myself, so. The only ones that are out there are extras or old ones just in case I need them.

[bytwo.livejournal.com]

Can i see?

:D? :D? :D?]

[bwahahabeetle.livejournal.com]

[Aaah she's adorable! Kinda odd, but adorable. :D] Well, I guess, once I go back home. Gotta figure some things out, though.

[bytwo.livejournal.com]

Okay.

[Beaming! And returning to her markers and notations for the moment. With this face, yes.]

[bwahahabeetle.livejournal.com]

Okay! [He grins back and turns back to the book, tapping his marker on his chin] Got any more for me?

[bytwo.livejournal.com]

[She flips forward! And, oh look, 'Hansel and Grettel'!] A house made out of edible poses difficulty to the structural integrity.

[bwahahabeetle.livejournal.com]

This is true. [There's another thoughtful tap] And besides, if it were hot, surely most of the house would melt. It's completely impractical. [And look! Another notation.]

{Aaaaand I fail. GO ME :D}

[bytwo.livejournal.com]

More suited to use as desserts. [...Mmm she's making herself hungry.]

[bwahahabeetle.livejournal.com]

Yep. Chocolate and gingerbread and all that. ....Mmm, now I think I want some.

{Especially when I have like three different accounts for Ted. XD}