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[themistress]

[Mistress has a problem. Something that keeps popping up whenever she talks to men (well, certain ones). So, she figures she'll just ask.]

What, exactly, is "gay"? People keep saying this word to me, and I'm not sure I understand the concept.

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[atrophied]

Gay means happy.

Or a man only interested in other men. Women get their own special word.

[themistress]

Well, that makes no sense. If they only fuck other men, then they're from the Tribe of Man. But that's not a thing, you don't just join that lot. They're born that way.

[atrophied]

And if you ask gays, they'll also tell you they're born that way. Think a few wanted that to be their theme song.

[themistress]

But I'm saying that doesn't make sense. Why would anyone want only one or the other?

[atrophied]

You know, I'm not sure. Maybe they think vaginas have teeth?

[assassino]

I've been wondering this for over a year and no one can give a sensible answer.

[themistress]

These future people are just full of hot air.

[assassino]

Precisely. I just like it better when it is about giving and taking. Men and women stay in their roles, and then there is no confusion.

[themistress]

What "roles"?

[assassino]

The natural ones.

[luthored]

Ezio!

[ Just when she's about to brush off him being a dumb flirt, he gets into this. Ugh she can't blame him, he's a product of his time. No she doesn't want to. They had such a good morning. Maybe Stephanie will handle it. She doesn't want to, she just wants to go out dancing with Kara problem free.

Which is probably why she can't just abandon him. What if she comes back in two hours and he's pissed off the wrong person? ]

It's not an invention, and it's not like people suddenly started being born gay in the future. There's nothing unnatural or wrong about it.

[assassino]

[He sounds confused, but a little defiant. Getting annoyed with him for time and cultural differences! Bah!]

Given that it does not exist in my time, or in any time I have heard of other than yours... yes, it is an invention. Or at the very least, some sort of cultural difference. People are not "gay" in Italia.

[luthored]

[ Doesn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Cry.

She is not prepared. Mistress, Lana would like to punch you into the Dead Zone right now. ]

Just because people didn't talk about it doesn't mean it doesn't exist, Ezio. People are gay in Italy. People are gay in every country of the world. Maybe we should sit you down with some books, before you dig yourself too deep of a hole.

[assassino]

Enough has been explained to me that I know it does not exist in my time. Men do not have relationships with men, women do not have relationships with women.

[luthored]

Not publicly, maybe.

[assassino]

Lana, we do not "date" in my time. We simply get engaged, and then married. There are no men doing this with other men, nor women with other women. They would be executed, and one cannot exactly be married before God in secret, nor have children. And if there are no heirs, then what is the point?

[luthored]

[ Oh. Oh, oh God, she could laugh she's so relieved. In fact she does let out a huge sigh, and not the bad kind, which Ezio would no doubt recognize by now. Of course they're not out of the woods, yet. ]

Okay, there has definitely been a misunderstanding here, we just have to figure out on whose end. When I'm saying someone is gay, I'm just describing someone who is physically and or romantically attracted to someone of the same gender— [ Quickly. ] I mean sex. And you're...just talking about courting and marriage?

[assassino]

[That is mildly less confusing, but he's still a little lost.]

Yes, just courtship and marriage. A man who penetrates another man is a sodomite, and we do not have names for anyone else.

What does gender have to do with this?

[luthored]

[ Nope time to cry again. Just because even if this is less offensive, it's still a long talk. Maybe with slides, Christ.

She keeps her tone a bit light-hearted so as not to put him off or scare away any possible tag-ins. ]

Okay, I'm not discouraging you asking questions. These are good questions, but I do not have time for this tonight. I would really appreciate someone with a proper education on the subject stepping in here.

[ Helloooo~ Chickens. ]

[assassino]

[He's frowning, on his end of the journal. Sorry for being such a ~burden~, girlfriend >:| ]

Let's hear it from someone who has time for the foreigner, then, so he can understand your absurd future ways.

[luthored]

[ Ezio when did you become such a girl. ]

Don't be like that. It's not about you being a foreigner, I just haven't gone out in awhile, and you had...timing.

How about we talk when I get back? I don't mind discussing this stuff, and it's not like I'll be tired.

[assassino]

[He sighs.]

Va bene, then, go out.

Dictated, natch

[sandoval]

Apparently, it's an insult, now! Though they seem to have just taken a random word to make it. Perhaps we should start making up our own insults by reusing old boring words! How do you think "watermelon" sounds?

[themistress]

"Watermelon" is a most perfect insult, pudding! We'll use it to inform people of what they should shove up their asses.

[sandoval]

Or perhaps kumquat! It sounds so dirty, the peasants will probably die of shock.

We'll have to work them up to the watermelon, first. Perhaps my cock or your strap-on will do?

[samson]

I already explained this to you.

[originalcopy]

It means you just don't have what they're looking for.

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[jimfromit]

Well when two daddys love each other very much they sometimes like to...

You know what? I'm going to stop there. I'm actually starting to blush whilst writing this! :-o

[beforeandafter]

It's something people make assumptions about way more often than they should!