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[betaman]

It's got to be said: your current tenants are raucous. If your ideas for me include anything along the line of babysitting, I'll have you remember that I've done more than my time with that. Forgive me for waiving the responsibility, but I'm not getting younger, ma'am, and I am all fun'd out.

Come see me once you've settled down. I'll be in my office.

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[gleans]

At least it finally looks like they got a voice of reason in there.

[betaman]

I'm negotiating for "voice of reason" to be omitted from the job description. It comes terribly close to coaching, wouldn't you say?

[gleans]

Eeeehhh. Coaching sounds like something full-time. You just have to like... hit them over the head every once in a while.

[betaman]

Have you tried hitting yours over the head, Mister...Howard?

[gleans]

Oh, I meant the, uh... others. Especially the smartass redhead. And I've wanted to, but no. Uh -- Pogo, right?

[betaman]

I meant the same. Doctor, actually. Lot of good it is.

[gleans]

Huh. Doctor oooof...?

[betaman]

Patients. [Or was it patience? Ha.] With a nod to astrophysics, among other things.

[tinfoil_angel]

[You know if he hadn't been here a while a talking primate might of thrown Karl off. Right now though he acted as if he were talking to any other person.]

It depends on what definition of fun you're using but I can certainly understand having enough craziness for a lifetime.

[betaman]

I’m promised that this arrangement is meant to be a reprieve from the usual insanity, but I have my reasonable doubts. From what I see, most of our hosts’ define “fun” in terms of pain levels. I think mine may start enjoying herself at a solid seven.

[tinfoil_angel]

Maybe I am a little spoiled with my group. While most of them act like they are still teenagers due to our situation we have a predisposition for liking intellectual things.

Well at least most of us do, megalomania ended up being the symptom of two of us.

[betaman]

I can assume you're one of the maniacs?

[tinfoil_angel]

Not at all. Would someone with megalomania even have the capacity to admit to it?

[betaman]

Ha! You might be surprised, where I come from! Then tell me: how would you describe your capacities?

[tinfoil_angel]

I'll admit I'm far from perfect. I tend to keep to myself quite a bit and I have regrets, probably more than someone in their twenties should.

I'm rather quiet compared to my friends and take pleasure in gardening.

[le_violon_blanc]

I'm sure they'd beg to differ.

[betaman]

I think they take a certain amount of pride in their noise, actually.

Late again, Vanya?

[le_violon_blanc]

Fashionably.

[ Excluding her general irritation with her mun and pretty much everything, she's rather---partial to seeing Pogo here. Seeing anyone is unusual.

And usually unwelcome. But not in Pogo's case. ]

Though I can hardly imagine that babysitting ruffians is anything compared to babysitting the rest of us.

[ Because, really, she can only go on about the shenanigans everyone else got into. ]

screeching btw

[betaman]

Pfuh! You were a damned pearl until, uh, until the 8's. Then, oh the noise! [Amused, though! The band was good...and a little noisy!]

ditto i knew the post was a week old but ua is too good to pass up.

[le_violon_blanc]

[ Almost smiling, a smile wants to creep out, but she's obviously fighting it. ]

All noise from then on there, I suppose.

[ Well. More or less fond memories, save for the tantrums. Now the smile appears. ]

[betaman]

Never a dull moment: always the reassuring mantra! You seem to have found your rest, though, uh--as it were? You're comfortable?

[le_violon_blanc]

Pfft. I wish.

As comfortable and away from everyone as I am?

...Well. You could call my company 'raucous' too.

[betaman]

Forgive me if I question exactly how disappointed you are by a rambunctious crowd.

rusty voice is rusty oTL

[le_violon_blanc]

I figured you'd be able to gauge.

[ People suck. Vanya knows this first hand. ]