Two more. Should I see if she'd be willing to take them somewhere else? [Rather than just... you know, making Epsilon come to a big wooden building made of wood and full of wooden furniture and just... a lot of wood.
...Now there's a pause from Ginko's end. And then, muffled as he turns away from the stone:] Sorry, what's your name, by the way?
[After a distant reply, he turns back to the stone.] Her name's Beau.
That's perfect. I can be there immediately, I'm not far from there right now.
[Poor Ginko... caught between them as a relay. There's an apologetic twinge, a contingent awareness that amusement at Ginko's plight is not necessarily appropriate to the situation.]
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Date: 2019-10-13 10:31 pm (UTC)...Now there's a pause from Ginko's end. And then, muffled as he turns away from the stone:] Sorry, what's your name, by the way?
[After a distant reply, he turns back to the stone.] Her name's Beau.
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Date: 2019-10-15 08:55 pm (UTC)Unfortunately:]
Bo?
[The hazards of verbal exchange.]
Yes, actually, that would be... better.
Please tell her thank you.
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Date: 2019-10-17 04:51 am (UTC)There are another few moments of muffled conversation from Ginko's end, then, to Epsilon again:] Told her. How does the Enso mana pool sound?
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Date: 2019-10-28 05:30 am (UTC)[Poor Ginko... caught between them as a relay. There's an apologetic twinge, a contingent awareness that amusement at Ginko's plight is not necessarily appropriate to the situation.]