ealdanagutiérrez; 001

[adequacies]

While I know there are many more pressing matters at hand, there's been a distinct problem I've noticed onboard in the most recent karaoke nights.  I won’t name names, but I have noticed a lack of rhythm that can be rectified with a little practice. Luckily, I am here to help, and there is no singing required.

This Friday, I'll be hosting a group salsa class in the community room.   You don't need to have danced before; all prior skills you need are the ability to count to eight and how to stand up straight.

All are welcome, though anyone who is judgmental towards others just learning will be asked to leave.  I don't have patience for that, and it's supposed to be fun.

See you Friday at seven.  Wear comfortable shoes.

Comments

dominiko.

[oneirophrenic]

[...] I appreciate that. Did you have something in mind?

dominiko.

[loculus]

It's not
While there's only one, you
Please don't think

[...] There's only one but I need a moment to ensure I'm not [...] being unfair.

dominiko.

[oneirophrenic]

Take your time.

dominiko. (30 minutes later)

[loculus]

I will ask this once and then we may never speak of it again. [...] It's not something that I spend my nights worrying about, per se, nor that I believe is the truth; but more some dark thought that oozes from the cracks during my weaker moments and I can't repair that wall without reassurance.

When you began pursuing me—this time, here—was I a proxy for Adrían?

He'd recently taken a good friend further into his heart than he had you and you've mentioned before that he and I [...] fill the same need. When you learned you couldn't have him completely, I appeared, unattached. There's the ring conversation and he's even since told me he's in love with you. [...] You speak of wanting a love that's complete and intense and so utterly focused on you, and I understand that because I would want the same, but I can't release this brake (thank you for the phrasing) until I've heard your answer.

dominiko.

[oneirophrenic]

What?

dominiko.

[loculus]

Are you willing to attempt a word-to-word ratio higher than 160:1?

dominiko.

[oneirophrenic]

This is He said

Short answer: absolutely not.

Long answer: where are you? I want to say this to your face.

dominiko.

[loculus]

Under attack by a filing cabinet in Espionage HQ. It's not dignified.

dominiko.

[oneirophrenic]

Come to me, darling.

dominiko.

[loculus]

He says as though I stitched a tracking device into his favourite tie.

dominiko.

[oneirophrenic]

You take the romance out of everything. My office, please.

dominiko.

[loculus]

I'll be with you as soon as I've ended this drawer and its entire bloodline. (Blood comes from the heart. This is romantic.)


[...] And by the way, I'm forcing my Sibiu contacts upon Adrían as an emergency measure. I believe he's even promised not to delete them as soon as his feet hit the soil.

dominiko.

[oneirophrenic]

Sorry, are you actually fighting with a drawer?

[...] Good. I'm trying not to fuss over him, as I don't have it in me for another argument, but I am worried.

dominiko.

[loculus]

It jammed on my folder, Nikola, this is war.

At least this time he isn't running off on some self-appointed suicide-adjacent "shore leave." Bishop takes care of his agents.

dominiko.

[oneirophrenic]

If you lose the war to the cabinet, I will give a very touching eulogy at your funeral.

True. B It'll be fine.

dominiko.

[loculus]

Feel free to make it explicit as I won't be there to get offended and, as an outsider, I know I'd find it entertaining.

Whether or not that's true, it will be tightly controlled.

dominiko.

[oneirophrenic]

I could never. I have a reputation to uphold.

I know. I know! It'll be fine.