Forty Third Sip

[mal_addict]

[So, in an effort to make her feel...less angry about the events of the last few days, Maladict has gone into town, deciding to throw herself more into her best person duty. After all, if Brock was stupid happy stupid enough to want to get married, he should at least have a decent sendoff. And the art was in the preparation for this sort of thing, she was sure. She flicks through her journal as she walks]

You know, I never thought it would be this easy to find Seamstresses in this world. Guess I was wrong. Seems it's forever the most common profession if people want it to be or not. Nice to know some things are the same here as they are back home.

[Brock]
Candy Muff or Diamond Slick.

Pick one.

[Nikola]
[Ugh, this is not easy to say, especially after her 'you have to make right what you did' rant. Humble pie does not taste good at all]

So, I won't be guarding you any more. I'll probably visit or...something. But no more guarding.

Comments

[mal_addict]

You know, there really needs to be some sort of Earth-to-Discworld dictionary to stop these kinds of mix-ups from happening.

[arealwoman]

No one's thought of it already? [ Is it not a simply translating error? Like speaking another language? Don't answer that ]

Why seamstresses? Why that word?

[mal_addict]

Apparently not. People from my world are a little thin on the ground to come here. I've only ever seen one other, and I've been here for over a year and a half now.

I don't know, it's just the word they use. Maybe it gives them a bit of class.

[arealwoman]

And no one confuses things with you enough that you've needed one?

And what about people who are... whatever my version of seamstresses is for you?

[mal_addict]

I get plenty confused, I just had to learn how to figure things out alone. The library is a big help.

You mean tailors?

[arealwoman]

Except that it won't help us with your words. [ Unless Maladict could find some other way of explaining it ]

Aye, I guess I do. We use that one too.

[mal_addict]

No, it won't, but that's something you people need to research.

There you are then.

[arealwoman]

And how do we research when we don't know your world.

[mal_addict]

That's what the library is for. There are books on the Disc there, I've seen them.

[arealwoman]

And I'm going to know what exactly I'm looking for?

[mal_addict]

Well, you can always ask a librarian.

...Or rather the residents who think they're librarians.

[arealwoman]

They probably are librarians, or at least before coming here.

[mal_addict]

I'm fairly certain one of them is a dragon.

[arealwoman]

I met that one. He was pretty good at finding a book.

[mal_addict]

Huh. I make it a point to stay away from dragons. They're either imaginary or highly explosive in my world.

[arealwoman]

I'm not sure about explosive but it still breathes fire. Not that I saw it.

[mal_addict]

...Yeah, I'll still pass.

[arealwoman]

So far everyone's said that. [ Normally she wouldn't blame them but... they were here where strange things happened. It would happen eventually ]

[mal_addict]

Maybe they have explosive dragons in their worlds too.

[arealwoman]

When people are rejecting a magical castle I wouldn't say they have dragons.

[mal_addict]

Oh, I'd never reject the magical castle. Dragons are just...more of s stretch. It's complicated.

[arealwoman]

Aye, well I didn't mean you. Someone's been here for months and thought they were dreaming or something.

[mal_addict]

...Really? Poor bastards, that's a pretty strong state of denial.

[arealwoman]

I think they're starting to come around now.

[mal_addict]

I'd really hope so, at this point.