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Maison Roberts ([info]big_l_librarian) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2011-03-11 18:28:00

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Entry tags:maison roberts, phoebe

Who: Maison and Phoebe (and probable cameo by Quorra)
Where: Flyleaf Books - London
When: Friday evening
Warnings: Probably not


Maison had emerged from what he called the clinic, which was the book repair room in the back, shortly before five, since he knew they'd be having a customer. He knew Quorra was around because he could hear her humming to herself as she shelved books. It made him smile, really, that she liked them as much as she did, though he worried about her sometimes, since it seemed that she had a lot of book-learning, but not a lot of practical knowledge.

He checked himself over to make sure he didn't have thread in his hair or glue spots on anything that wouldn't wash before he took up residence behind the register, keeping an eye on the door.


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[info]quetehagamujer
2011-03-13 09:19 am UTC (link)
"How can you not know what to make of them?? They've always been adorable!"

Phoebe took a sip of her wine, still trying to disassociate coffee with the cup, and beckoned him with a long finger. She moved to have a seat at the nearest little table, putting the tote on an extra chair and her books on the table. "So, tell me a little about where you come from."

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[info]big_l_librarian
2011-03-13 04:02 pm UTC (link)
He shrugged as he followed, sprawling himself into the opposite chair, "I think mostly it's that nobody knows what to do with them once they find them."

He tilted his head at the questioning statement, "What would you like to know?"

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[info]quetehagamujer
2011-03-13 05:16 pm UTC (link)
"Hmmm, could we start with the faith of your world, and how your faith works into it?" she asked after a moment, leaning forward attentively and putting her elbow on the table like she knew not to, holding her chin in her hand. It was the easiest way to show that she was listening, she'd found in her many years. The wine rested gently between her elbow and her chest, and she added: "Unless that's a very touchy subject, then that's fine. Being who I am, you can gather it would be one of first questions, I'd think."

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[info]big_l_librarian
2011-03-13 05:35 pm UTC (link)
"Not touchy at all." He said, smiling again, "At least not for me, and I'd say there's probably as many faiths as people with faith." A shrug, "There's Catholics and Muslims and Jews and the rest the same as anywhere."

Another shrug, leaning back in his seat, "Me personally, I was raised on an indian reservation, by my mother, so I mostly remember the little-gods, and the folk heroes. Raven and Coyote and Estsanatlehi, that's, uh, the Changing Woman, White Buffalo Woman and the rest." He shook his head, "It's not like a regular prayer kind of thing, don't make offerings or burn incense, I just tell their stories, because I think that's how they'd want it."

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[info]quetehagamujer
2011-03-13 05:42 pm UTC (link)
"I know very little of the Native American gods," she confessed, picking up her mug of wine in her free hand and taking another sip of the sweet alcohol. "You can tell me more, if you'd like."

She leaned back in her chair, the coolness of the cup bouncing off the warmness that her hands had felt on him earlier, and barely contained wanting to blow across it. Still not coffee, self!

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[info]big_l_librarian
2011-03-13 05:56 pm UTC (link)
"Most of them are more like folk heroes." He said, "Because we tell the stories about their mistakes the same as we tell about their triumphs. Like, like why bats sleep upside down?" He shrugged, "A long time ago, when history was still new and the Animals were People, Coyote was looking for a wife, Coyote had all sorts of women, and some men too, I suspect, but time came that he wanted to settle down."

He was smiling crookedly, he really did like telling the stories, and it had been a while since he'd had the chance, "And Bat told him: 'why don't you take the wife of Hawk Chief? Everyone knows Hawk Chief has been missing his wife is probably lonely'" He even did voices, "So, Coyote did, at least until Hawk Chief came back, and when Coyote told Hawk Chief who'd given him the advice, well, that didn't go over to well. So Bat and Hawk Chief had a fight, and Hawk Chief threw Bat aaaall the way into a juniper bush." He swung his arms as if hoisting someone out a door.

"Bat tumbled into that juniper bush, and his moccasins got stuck in the high whippy branches and try as he might he couldn't get himself down, and he tired himself out and he fell asleep." Another smile, "So that's why bats sleep upside down to this day."

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[info]quetehagamujer
2011-03-13 06:02 pm UTC (link)
"Fascinating..." she mused, having listened and clearly absorbed it the entire time. She had even leaned forward again, put her wine on the table, and folded her hands while still somehow managing to sit up correctly. "That's very interesting, Maison."

There was a moment before she added: "And I can actually believe it, too," with a soft smile.

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[info]big_l_librarian
2011-03-13 06:21 pm UTC (link)
"Oh I don't doubt it happened in the long-ago. All sorts of stuff was happening then, the world was still being shaped and everyone was still shaping it just by living in it."

A shrug, "But that's what I mean about telling the bad stuff along with the good."

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[info]quetehagamujer
2011-03-13 06:25 pm UTC (link)
"It's quite hard, back in ancient days, to keep followers who will do the same," she confessed, pursing her lips a little. "Those who know that Zeus is a self-righteous b-word, you know. That he didn't do all that well with the ladies, that he forced many of them...but who would dare say such things without fear of his wrath? Or of Poseidon, or of Cupid, or Ares? Of course, our belief and the power that comes from it has dwindled and faded, but still...I do not understand how many people read the myths as very interesting without realizing that so many of these gods and...my grandchildren, for instance, slaughtering the brood of Niobe after she insulted their mother about only have two children...and yet, everyone loved and feared them...I'd prefer belief with honesty behind it, like with Bat and Coyote and Raven, then fearfulness."

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[info]big_l_librarian
2011-03-13 06:33 pm UTC (link)
Another nod then, still leaning back comfortably in his chair, "I think that's the difference between gods who are apart from their people, and gods who walk among them. Raven and Coyote and the rest were always down among their People. And when the People were cold, Coyote stole fire to keep them warm."

Another small smile, "And when he found a baby up on Spruce Mountain, he brought her to the People to raise."

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[info]quetehagamujer
2011-03-13 06:49 pm UTC (link)
"They certainly sound like very good beings to follow," she said, and then she threw back her cup and consumed the rest of the wine before putting it down, shaking her head a bit, and pulling a comical face. "Ah, the mind is a beast of mystery, isn't it? I did so love the idea of having Port, but in such cups it only made me want coffee. How peculiar! If your tools and equipment are the same, I don't mind setting it up myself."

Another smile. "And you can read over what I gave you in the meantime, if you'd like."

And then, without another warning, she got up to do just that. An independent woman, a hopeful financier of this new place, she saw nothing out of the norm with making a pot of coffee. "Would you like some, Monsieur Maison?"

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[info]big_l_librarian
2011-03-13 07:07 pm UTC (link)
"Yes, please." There was not only a regular drip coffee maker, but a single-serving espresso maker as well, "And the coffee's on the back shelf, filters are in the breadbox." Just in case she hadn't figured it out for herself.

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[info]quetehagamujer
2011-03-13 07:15 pm UTC (link)
"Your wish is my command!" she called back, moving past the yellow little fellow and tickling his stomach to make him shake and wiggle. Very well acquainted with the inner workings of kitchens in any shape or form, she took to washing her cup out and rinsing another before drying them both. Nothing like extra cleanliness, and being a god, well! Without hesitation, she found the items necessary and set up a full pot of brew, for who knew when she'd want more, or how long she'd stay?

Another moment, and she'd retrieved a checkbook from her back pocket and took to writing on it before holding it up. "A check, for your store and only your store. Five thousand Euros will suffice, I believe, and help you get some possible good prints of art to hang around. I can recommend some to you. And don't think of denying it, either."

She carefully put it under the cash drawer before shutting it quietly and leaning back to watch the brew drip.

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[info]big_l_librarian
2011-03-13 07:32 pm UTC (link)
He boggled at that for a moment, "Uh, I'll... make sure it gets turned into the decorating budget. Thank you." It sounded more like a question than he'd meant it to, but it was honest all the same, "I appreciate it."

And most of it would probably go to Torii, because she always had, and made, the best decorative elements, she was an odd kid like that.

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[info]quetehagamujer
2011-03-13 07:43 pm UTC (link)
"Think nothing of it," she responded, the brew only about a quarter of the way through. "I have plenty to survive on for many years...I'd like to help you in any way I can, Maison, truly. I know a few people live around here, and I'm not sure what Hades is doing these days, but it's about time I took some leave time and traveled. If he's in Greece or in London, I'm not 100% sure anymore. Ah, he may have disappeared for all I know."

Drip, blub, drip.

"Do you know any others aside from Quorra and perhaps Torii that were brought here like many of us who live in the area?"

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[info]big_l_librarian
2011-03-13 08:23 pm UTC (link)
"Most of the people I know came here from elsewhere." He said, "My husband and his brother and their parents, his brother and sister in law, their parents. Torii's husband and I think his whole family." A shrug, "I think more than half the people here are originally from elsewhere."

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[info]quetehagamujer
2011-03-13 08:26 pm UTC (link)
"They were all spirited away here as well, you mean?" she asked, looking at him with a hint of surprise on her gentle features. "That's interesting...it seems there are more of us whisked away here than I originally thought. How do you take your coffee? Cream, sugar, flavouring, black?"

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[info]big_l_librarian
2011-03-13 08:45 pm UTC (link)
"Just sugar, should be next to the breadbox with the filters, and yeah, they all got vortexed here, and here's where it gets complicated, because some of them, my husband, his brother, Torii's husband and his sisters, they were all born and raised here, but got pulled back in time and to a slightly different series of events."

He shook his head, "I don't think there are many that that's happened to, but enough that it'd be an interesting study, since it seems to be confined to three family lines."

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[info]quetehagamujer
2011-03-13 08:51 pm UTC (link)
Phoebe listened as she prepared their cups, quite pleased to find proper creamer as opposed to simply powdered, though it was only a very basic French Vanilla. Chocolate creamer had rapidly become her new favourite; perhaps they could afford different types of creamers and whatnot with the money left over from this Torii's decorative investments.

She poured a grand amount for them both, an oddly accurate amount of sugar in Maison's own, and returned to the table, putting his down in front of him before sitting herself and looking off, pensive. "Is there any record of how many of us have been pulled here, a number to go by?"

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[info]big_l_librarian
2011-03-13 09:39 pm UTC (link)
He shook his head, picking up the mug to hold it between both hands, "Not that I know of, and with how often people arrive and disappear again I don't know that there'd be any way to get an accurate count. Best anyone would be able to manage is a broad ballpark figure."

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[info]quetehagamujer
2011-03-13 09:56 pm UTC (link)
"Hmm," she mused, tapping nails briefly against the table before leaning back a little and looking up. "Khaos reigns supreme throughout the many various universes and galaxies, it has always been so. But the father-mother always has a plan, no matter how much frustration and confusion it causes."

A pause. "It would be excellent to see family again, do you know if there are other Greeks like myself aside from Hades, who speaks very little? I know Ares made a grand exit not too long ago, which is unfortunate and yet quite the blessing at the same time if I do say so myself, just don't tell him that, yes?"

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[info]big_l_librarian
2011-03-13 10:59 pm UTC (link)
"Well he won't hear it from me, and I was going to offer my condolences, but, uh, doesn't sound like you need any, really. Don't figure that's something to congratulate a person on either, so, uh..." He scratched at his temple a moment, "I think I'm just going to shut up about it now."

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[info]quetehagamujer
2011-03-13 11:08 pm UTC (link)
She watched him verbally flail with the same quiet smile she watched fashion designers fumble in front of her before coming clean that they needed her influence or expertise for some accessory or other for their new line. Fumbling with words was something Phoebe found extremely endearing, but she tried to hide any sort of amusement behind it.

"Maison," she said as he finished, sliding her soft and well-kept fingers across the table to grasp his hand lightly. If Maison thought her face was beaming light, he wouldn't be mistaken—Phoebe was known as "radiant" after all, she with birth with a golden crown. "You needn't offer me a thing, dear heart. These are very old issues we have amongst each other. You learn to pass over it and become civil, whether or not the other is. It's a part of being a Titanide, and one of few faithful to husband or brother or father. It is no matter other than personal opinion. Yes, Zeus stalked both of my daughters, and Poseidon terrorized one after his model. I said nothing. I was afraid. But my daughters have surpassed me in legend and myth, and that it is all I can do for them anymore. Should either show up here, I would never seek out their company, but if they sought mine, I would certainly give it and retain propriety throughout the entire visit. One thing that must be learned is that you don't have to like someone, perhaps a co-worker, a sister-in-law or brother-in-law, a family member, or even a god or computer program or whatever else, but you must always function on a level of civility and professionalism. It can be hard, and I am ancient, but that is the best piece of wisdom I can pass on from my life, I do believe."

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[info]big_l_librarian
2011-03-13 11:22 pm UTC (link)
He laughed warmly, "Civility is sometimes the least, and the best you can hope for." He shook his head then, "My boss back at the Library always used to start out every negotiation or mediation with: 'I don't care if you scheizekopfen like each other or not, but if you can't keep civil during the discussion, it's over and we'll just have to arrest everybody for endangerment." A one-shouldered shrug, "It usually worked, too. Granted, probably helped that she was about six-two and looked like she'd be more at home in chainmail than Armani."

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[info]quetehagamujer
2011-03-13 11:32 pm UTC (link)
"Oh sweet sundry," she tittered after his conclusion, a bit of pink tinging her cheeks. "Sounds like an Amazonian beast if nothing else."

She picked her mug up gently and began to drink her coffee, eyebrows knitting together as she tasted the French Vanilla in it. No, she'd make sure some money went toward stocking the cafe. Or perhaps she was just being a nit-picky. She'd think on that later. "So how long since you were whisked away here?"

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