Just Say Ow

[godimgood.livejournal.com]

Geoffrey was wandering, naked. Again. After losing everything to that new game of 'poker,' he'd been in the media library (again) trying to catch up with at least Javert when it came to all this strange, futuristic stuff. The result of those hours spent, unfortunately, was confusion, a pounding headache, and stars before his eyes.

He'd sort of wandered down toward the medical area, because the pain was truly ridiculous, but he didn't really think they'd have anything overly helpful. Books, real books, with proper spelling and a non-glowing surface to read from, those were the things he truly needed.

"Damn my eyes," he muttered - not entirely without humor - as he paused to rub at them. "Damn them to a hell worse than this, just as soon as I'm done using them."

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[godimgood.livejournal.com]

Chaucer could only nod agreement along with that. This place was, indeed, very creepy.

But still, there is one thing he'd like to know, "So it is. Ah, begging your pardon, but I don't suppose you'll tell me what you are?"

That was probably offensive.

[aworldnevermade.livejournal.com]

"Nazzadi," Luly says, giving Chaucer a somewhat incredulous how-don't-you-know-that look.

[godimgood.livejournal.com]

Chaucer blinks a couple times, slowly, as he tries to remember if he'd ever heard of that.

He hadn't.

"Is that by any chance Moorish?"

[aworldnevermade.livejournal.com]

"What-ish?"

[godimgood.livejournal.com]

"I'll take that as a no."

[aworldnevermade.livejournal.com]

Luly shrugs a little, obviously confused.