(2007) Eternal Seasons

[Circe]

In a calm voice Circe simply says, "Fanculo, scopata, fottere. Cazzo. Scopta. Maledetto. All are fuck, but first three are verb form," before giving John a thumbs up, "So John is winning the bet. What did ya win?" she then looks slowly to Ram, "Sorry, bilingual childhood. I was tryin' ta ask Sonny ta get ice fer my skull. Also i can help with the weapons ta practice with. Or make 'em."

Circe being thoroughly Italian and a coffee addict doesn't really take Yamiyo's advice to heart. Oh and the hangover. This was probably the least animated her hands have been in any conversation she's had with members of the Freehold.

When Sonja returns Circe's response is quick. Her right hand shoots out toward the Spring Beast. The gimme gesture is made, "Ice fer broken head. Give give. Please"

[Ram]

Ram scratched the back of his neck. They seemed to have latched onto the music and he thought maybe they might be overestimating his interest. They would definitely be overestimating his ability.

“I guess I like jodies? Call and response stuff. Campfire songs. Boy Scout stuff? Things that have a good chorus.” He wasn’t sure any of those counted as ‘genres of music’ for either Darkling or Treasured.

Yamiyo’s question of sports more in his wheel house. “Contact sports of the time. Football, rugby, wrestling. Can’t say I’ve ever gone to a Karate bar, though. Most of the time, just hitting things has sufficed over fancy moves,” he said with a bit of smile. “But sounds interesting.”

“Talent show?” his laugh sounded a bit nervous “You do that sort of thing?” With like Fairests? He could hold a tune well enough but he was no Minstrel or Dancer.

He nodded at Circe’s explanation. "Sorry. Thought I heard soldier in there some where.” Still a grunt after all. Though if she did slip into another language from time to time… “Always wanted to learn another language. Never really had much call to learn how to swing a sword. Tried it a few times but it kind of interfered with how a normally fight. Better at tearing armor and breaking swords when I'm barefisted. My blessing.”

[James Turner]

He nodded to Titania’s statement first. “Definitely need some help with the landscaping, things are getting wild in the vines. I’m not much more than a scout there.” A small shrug of his shoulder as his hand came up to cover his mouth, muffling his yawn. “See, I knew Fanculo, I’ve heard that one enough to know that’s fuck. I’ll try and remember the others, likely unsuccessfully. It’s fine, just didn’t want our new arrival to feel unwelcome.” Again.

“Not my speed but you should check out a lounge act sometime, might be something you’d enjoy. Usually good drink specials during them too. If you’re ever interesting in exploring some local shows or listening to some…” He let the rest of the sentence hang out there not finishing the thought as he blinked the sleep from his eyes.

[Yamiyo Lillich]

Frowning a bit as Fugly went away, drinking her water and just keeping tabs on everything around them until the monkey returned to answer her question.
"Quite a bit dear all from asking you about which of the meanings of Sifu, to snacks to trying to throw you snacks."

Placing a hand over her mouth lightly chuckling at the summer Queens reaction upon the monkeys return, she must really have had a hard night. Ahh that was why hydration was your friend, hydrate properly and you will not feel bad waking up at least she never did.

Her eyes backing back a bit as she hears Ram talk about sports.
"Well yeah sorry I will not be able to be join in for events like that, this little body is far to delicate for that. Come back if you wanna play tennis, squash or something none contact based." Her tiny 150cm body would most likely just be thrown around like a mitten if she did try them.
"Ohh what other language would you like to learn? I am currently studying some myself, it's always good to have a spare or two still a bit annoyed that I haven't learned German though."

[Saber Sloth]

6 days left!

[Titania]

"Well, I'm sure you can make a career out of your... gift. Now that I think about that, the next show could feature a martial arts show. You could punch bricks with your hands. Now that would be FUUUN", and they could dress Sonnie in a cute uniform with a necktie, and she could play cymbals.

[Seraphina]

“Hmmm,” says the Nix, “Can’t say I’m aware of those, but I’d love to hear you sing one sometime.” Always nice to have someone else around who enjoyed singing.

For once, she doesn’t chime in about hitting things.

“Well, we had one, and I think it was fairly successful. I think another one, with more talent, could be even more successful.” It’d be fun.

Looking to Titania with an eager nod, “Now that would draw a crowd! Great idea.”

[Sonnie Wu]

"One cup of ice, as ordered!" she smiled, passing the paper cup over to Circe, "I accept tips, for the record."

Sonnie looked at Yamiyo in surprise. How'd she miss all that? Damn monkey brain. "Um, sifu means teacher. And don't worry about snacks, because I now have ALL OF THEM!" There was much happy nodding with that statement.

Piling all the loot she took from the snack shop onto a nearby picnic table, the Beast opened a bag of popcorn. "As it so happens, Titania, my dear, I can break bricks and stuff, because I know kung fu and shit!"

While she was, in fact, trained in the martial arts, the possibility of breaking bricks was something she hadn't actually attempted before. How hard could it be, though?

[Circe]

"Oh I did say soldier," she admits to Ram, "Bein' tri-lingual is usually in a fight. And," she groans due to the pain, "And I can make punching weapons too."

"I speak Ingles, Italian, and hob gob," Circe chirps as the conversation on languages continues. And thankfully Sonja hands over the ice. The position, literally, this leaves Circe in is awkward.

Holding a upside down cup of ice on the top of her head. "Aaaaah." But it works. "I can break bricks if I cheat. Hammer or dynamite."

[Ram]

I mean you don’t have to be big for contact sports. You just have to be good at avoiding contact.” Yamiyo looked graceful enough after all. “Or take advantage of the fact that people will try not to hurt you. Once played in a soccer match where a woman bowled over a guy twice her size because he wasn’t going ‘full force’.” Even Ram fell into that trap sometimes.

Ram rubbed that back of his neck. “Honestly whatever is generally spoken around me. Spanish, whatever you guys were talking. Does morse code count as a language?” He’d known several Winters that were fond of it in addition to the times Fairie orders had been broadcast on the Battlefield. “Never heard of Hob gob.” He admitted “but it sounds interesting.”

Ram chuckled a bit at the suggestion of breaking bricks. “If you say so.” Was that really that entertaining an idea or was he just so used to it that it had become mundane. How did you even ‘perform’ a brick breaking?

The repeated suggestion of wanted to hear him sing, still made him uncomfortable “I’m not that good. Just something I do… I’ve done sometimes for fun.” Keep his mind off the march or the death.

He heard Circe’s groan and shifted uncomfortably. “No my Queen. What I mean is that when I use weapons, even iron knuckles and such, I have a harder time tearing things apart.” He heard stuff like this before. Being told that he should take up arms. But the fact was he was more comfortable punching walls and shattering guns than he was with… living things. Yet it was something most soldiers didn’t hold in quite as high regard. And with how few soldiers there were in this freehold… he doubted that being able to inflict infrastructure damage would be enough.

“I’d be glad to learn how to use weapons. Just name the time and place.” He said to Circe.