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

telepathy to Jade: telepathy to Jade

*rolls her eyes, transfers the rose back to Hjik*

You boys really are just impossible creatures, you know that...? And just for that, might I remind you that you owe me another dip.

*grins, uses telekenisis to change the music to her specially burned Mai Yamane CD, and spacifically to track eight, which is "I Want My Money Back" (Which I believe to be very good tango music.)*

*Acknowleging Jade worthy of another dip, Hjik dips her to the floor and lifts her back up, only to dip her back down to the floor and lift her back up, to dip her down to the floor again. Hjik enjoys watching Jade's hair flow back and forth, but stops to look down at the dipped Jade, enjoying both the view and her shadow silouette on the wall*

I do like the music, oh if only we didn't have company

I would smack myself in the forehead and call you a pervert if only my hands weren't otherwise occupied...

Don't let that stop you *third hand appears out of nowhere as Hjik smacks himself in the forehead*

*she laughs*

Ahhhh...

*she leans her head on his shoulder and shakes it in a "I can't believe you, you absolute nutter"-type manner*

You have left me at a complete loss for words. Which I believe to be incredibly unfair.

Too bad there weren't more ladies around. We could have ourselves a real V-Day Party

*out of force of habit, Jade slips into Japanese*

...deshou...?

*Looks at Jade*

Mani ume lle quena?

*blinks for a moment*

I said "You know...?"

I don't understand what any of that means, but I do know this. . . .

(always where underwear)

(Let he who would offend me beware)

(There is always peace in death)

(May you rest in peace)

(Always be faithful)

(Peace be with you all)

Latin is a dead language, that has meaning, because it is a dead language. Hearing it is like hearing a voice from beyond the grave, of a time that shaped the future of the world.

*snaps his fingers*

And the Romans *snaps his fingers* knew how to dance.

Oi, aren't you supposed to have a rose in your mouth...?

What, you think the bleeding thorn scratches on the inside of my mouth got there on thier own. (I knew I shouldn't have talked with a rose in my mouth)

Unless you want the rose back. . . . .

Hey, don't turn this back on me, /you're/ the one who was talking with a rose in your mouth dear. why you conjuredone with thorns I shall never understand, but if you would like your lips free so that you might once again speak, I would not be adverse to it.

(Talking out loud but still with rose in mouth)

I need not to remove the rose from my mouth to speak.
*Passes the Rose back to Jade with hands occupied with hers*
But it looks so much better on you

Oh does it really...? I never much thought that red was my colour...

I suppose that would depend on the season, wouldn't it, or the lighting.

Ehhh, well in general, I'm more of a "winter" as opposed to a "summer." (lol)

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Jade fell asleep on her keyboard. So she decided that it might be a good idea to go to her futon and do that sleeping thing. So she did. Sorry for running off there, Hjik, but sleep is good on occasion... Heh.