h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

*comes up from the tunnel, still not sure what she missed, but getting some vibes that some sort of dissagreement happened.*
Anyone mind giving me a quick version?
*gets a cup of hot tea from the IIEM and sits down near the piano, currently playing Bach on the PPA.*

Hello, all! Have a nice weekend? I enjoyed reading the backlog and was sorry I missed the conversation...oh well. RL is very demanding sometimes!

IIEM, an espresso, please. Thanks!

*goes to the table by the open wimdow on the forest side*

*just finding the event she overlooked in the backlog earlier*

I hope Lil, comes back soon, I don't mind her conversation at all! In fact I miss it.

How are you ox? what did u do on your weekend?

*pops through via the tunnel*
Hi ox, Lintilla, all.

Tepid blackcurrant, llEM?

Hi, Lintilla, Odra! Weekend spent billing clients and cleaning files from computer and nearly making a fine mess of it all.

How's everything?

Sounds like fun ox! *sarcam ozing out all over*

How are your teeth Odra?

Well, my teeth're just fine themselves, but the rest of me isn't doing -particularly- well...l look like a chipmunk with goiter...
Not the mose pleasant of ways to spend a weekend, l must say. Hopefully, at some point in the distant future, l shall recover, though.
(and until then l shall milk it for all it's worth...)

Poor ox. All sorted now, l trust?

What about you, Lintilla? Do l disremember or did you have a reenactment of some sort this weekend?

wouldn't it be misremember? Disremember sounds a bit too much like dismember for my tastes.

Yeah, I just got back from the Civil War, In fact I'm still in my old clothes. :-p

*Rides in looking distressed on yakback.*

Wooooahhhhh hold on there fella! Steady on... slow down - I.....

*Gallivants around the tables, miraculously not knocking anything over*

Hi Ook! Hello everyone! Haven't found the brakes yet.

Waaaaahhhhhhhh......

*Rides out again at whim of yak. Faint screaming can be heard disappearing into the forest.*

Ah. Misremember.
*grins*
Somehow the proper prefix had slipped my mind...

*looks a bit concernedly after Vlad*
Ought we...er...go after him? Or something?
*sips tea consideredly*

On yakback, no less. Well, that was a leading statement if I've ever heard one.

*looks at floor*

Ah, at least it seems yak is housebroken.

Hmmmm, my excellent Yak knowledge tells me that his yak is quickly tiring and will stop on its own very soon.

When do you suppose the forest will be ready to make a trail in? I would like to do that for Lil.

*thinking to herself how unsettling it is that this is the 3rd forum in the last few days in which yaks have become a topic of conversation. Is it coincidence or do people just like yaks alot here at h2g2?*

*reading Lintilla's thoughts*
There's just something inherently funny about the little beasties. l mean, even the word.
"Yak".
Hee.
See?

*looks out window*
l don't know. Some of the rapid growth does seem to have settled. Anyone know where we could find a couple of machetes?

You've seen one yak, you've not necessarily seen them all...

Anyway, I prefer the forest without paths at this point, because the feral side of me loves the thick underbrush and mysterious side of untamed nature. Plus, I'm not sure what the guys at CLI have in mind or I would have set up a hermitage already. At any rate, Vlad and the yak are blazing a trail right now!

*looking down at her digital watch, she alo sees a piece of string tied around her finger*
looks like i must be going.
BTW Odra, I need to retun that gown that you lent to me, but it's over at my shop in the space centre right now, and i don't have time to go and get it. I'll have to return it to you later.

Goodbye everyone...oh and if Redbeard stops in, please tell him that I'm glad I'm not the only one playing the piano.

BYE!
*jingle/jangle*

Later, Lintilla...

By the way, Odra, I have several machetes in RL, and will bring my favored ones along if there's ever a need.

Ooh, goody. Knives are nearly as fun as incendiary devices...
*ahem*
...which l don't play with anymore. Nope. Nuh uh.

'Later, Lintilla. And needn't worry about the dressing gown -- return it any old time.

Probably a good point about CLl, though. They very well may have something in mind, or Vlad might. l hope he (or his yak) realizes how much denser the forest is, now, as opposed to the last time he was here. l hope they don't crash into any trees.

*Ook sits down by the llEM and ooks softly*

*looks over*
Ook, has anyone fed you in a while?

Ook: Oook.
*gestures to bowl*

*smiles*
Okay. llEM? One Ook special, please.