String Carols by Candlelight

[Circe]

Circe yawns then bites her lip as she holds back her laughter. Was Kray actually trying to see if a Deus Vult crusader would toss her ass out for laughing annoyingly loud? Props! "I was a exceptionally rebellious and stupid teen John," to put it mildly, "Guarantee, I did worse and will not throw shade from my past's pile upon your own." And good that the fearful wrath of God wasn't coming out. "Fear and wrath tend to go hand in hand when God smites someone," at least from what she could recall. Though there was another line she recalls and the hidden warning behind it. "More frightening is the biblical angels, no chance of being seen as human, saying be not afraid. For those come not with punishment, but to deliver a far more weighty package. Responsibility."


Flammable and inflammable meant the same thing, which she found quite amusing. Thus a fun trick question. "Yes it did," she smiles at Kray. "Pretty much. And it wasn't a after school special where the inside was cooked to perfection as the outside was burnt like a marshmallow. All burnt." Save that beggars can't be choosers in the Hedge. Especially when it came to protean sources.


Yawning again, Circe shakes her head. Fortunately the song ended, so that was good. "Meh, too laaaaate," she is still affected by the song's de-buff to wakefulness though. "Pavlov didn't get me snoozing," she smirks and has no answer to that. "I could guess, but I doubt you were making a pun about In the Bleak Midwinter," she didn't like that song. Failed piano lessons on a bet. "If you were making that pun, then I shall demand donuts for winning the guess."

[Kray]

Comparing childhoods not entirely remembered, from different times and places did seem to be well rather redundant. "Ah. I'm sure you were a real terror in your youth Mary. A right little hooligan if there ever was one." Likewise not comparing or conceding simply acknowledging what she said about herself was convincingly true to him. "Oh. That they do seem to." A wonder then no lost got more involved in church life, plenty of glamour to be had. That idea makes him chortle and the giant has less success then summer queen at keeping it in. Once that passes he continues. "Bah. They give ultimatums don't they? Didn't one fella say no then got eaten by a whale?" The ogre is hardly a theologian but the story of Jonah is fairly well known.

A heavy shrug, sure he preferred good food when it could be hard but the ogre was not fussy. "Hm. Food is food and burnt is still edible." His stomach had kept worse down.

Looking interest. "Oh. Is that who wrote, Uh. Composed that one, Pavlov?" It would seem alongside Theology, Psychology is another of the giant's weaker areas. "Uh. No. No I was not making a pun, why what id you think I meant?" Sure with her comedic skills the summer queen would have thought of something worthwhile.

[Circe]

"Awwww, you say such truthful things John," admitting to it readily. And nods as her agrees with her about some churches and emotions. A few offered serenity too, but the Lost couldn't really work with that. And eaten by a whale? Wasn't it something about getting spread out across a horde of sheep? She opens her mouth to argue this but then recalls the actual sheep story. That was a demon. "Whale of a tale to tell lad, a whale of a tale or two, that all claim to be quite true. Something, something, forget the lyrics, tattoo? Got a partial song from something in my skull now, and I've no inkling of the origin."


Circe had no idea what the song was from, but it popped in there. And she isn't about to argue with a Gristlegrinder over what is edible.


"Different joke," she wasn't about to try to explain Pavlov's Dog and all that stuff in church. As for the pun, her ears droop in sadness. "Aw. It is one of the few songs I Noel, thought you were making a pun insteada of just saying the title. Which is kind of a pun when song in winter, yes?"

[Kray]

The big guy grunts. "Oh. I try." He did respect words and their power, and while he was evidently not as pun inclined as the summer queen he could use them very well when he wanted to. But now he stretches forward and taps someone else on the shoulder two rows in front. "Uh. Hey what's the story with the guy who gets eaten by a whale?" They are in the right place to ask. The interrupted and now rather scared mortal mutters the name. "Huh. Thanks." Before turning back to Circe. "Huh. Jonah and the giant fish. That's what I meant he said no to the big guy so the big sent a monster to eat him." Which was not really responsibility as it was very forceful coercion. "Uh. When does a big fish and whale become the same thing?" Apart from one needing to breathe air and the other not.

Waving away whatever joke he had clearly missed. "Uh. No I was saying I'd like to hear it, the carols have put me in the mood and all that." Bulbous eyes narrow. "Uh. Is it?" Musing the title over himself. "Uh. But when else would you sing it if not in the winter?" Still thinking on how it could be a pun.

[Circe]

"Oh my, remember how I joked about biblical angels and responsibility?" Circe cracks a smirk as Jonah is brought up. "Jonah claimed to be a prophet, so the Big Guy went bet, go to that city and preach. Dude tries. Got on a boat, uh, something happened where he decided to jump off it to avoid going to the city out of spite. Gets eaten by whale. Whale vomits him up on the beach next to the city." That was one way to put it. "Big guy at least had a sense of humor. Not sure how you mistake big flappy," she makes an up and down motion with her left hand, "For big swishy," now a side to side motion, "But folks don't know stuff so mistaking one for the other makes sense I guess."


No scholar would call that a detailed summary. But at least it wasn't erroneous about the tale meant to be introspective for the readers.


"Yup," she nods in quick answer. "When you've a obsessed piano teacher that adores the seasonal songs. There training was quite off key, my skill was a major flat with that. Also, bratty lil' scamp back then, as said," she waves it off. "Huh, maybe they'll sing it, who knows," shrugs.


The show can't be too much longer, they'd been talking a while. "Question? Candy canes, any disliked flavors?"


Gristlegrinder was probably going to say no given the Kith, but Kiths didn't guarantee behavior.

[Kray]

In terms of ending judging by the start date in discord we are due to wrap up on the 26th

The big guy scratches his head. "Uh. yeah I remember. brought up the guy got eaten by a whale when you did, just forgot his name until I asked." Jonah had been his response, an example of how the fella on high sent ultimatums not responsibility. "Oh? I thought Jonah got on the boat to run away from the divine command?" Circe's version of the story was wildly different to the one he half knew. "Oh. Easy enough mistake to make if you don't know the difference." Massive aquatic creature swallowing people whole, would he even take the time to check its precise nature before getting into problem solving mode, unlikely. "Hm. Besides it was written in English, originally I mean was it." Not that ogre speaks a word of Hebrew Ancient or otherwise. "Uh. Maybe they used same word for both?" Total guess work but it would explain why the story differed sometimes.

With no musical training formal or otherwise this was a world the giant had rarely brushed with. "Hm. Sing might be a stretch, you know string carols and all that." The lack of lyrics as had been said was part of the draw. "Uh. But yeah I hope they do play it." Not enough to cause a scene though, as evidence by the ogre not bellowing a demand across the space.

Now just because he will eat near enough anything put in front of him, that does not mean the ogre cant have preference, favourites even. "Hm. Call me boring, but the the originals. It's tradition and you know what your getting." Some things were only proper after all. "Hm. Yourself?" An inkling occurs where this line of questioning could lead.