025 ▌Un to Intentional Recording [video]

[am_i_being_rude]

[There is what can really only be described as an array of absolutely ridiculous things around a clear area clearly meant for someone to be sitting, only there isn't someone there. And then there is. Aaaaand then there isn't. It's rifling through the desk behind him that he finds the device on.]

Normally I have a bit of a problem working on one project at a time but this... This is, this is maddening. Constant ticking - I can see where it makes a man a bit wonky. Tell you what though, excellent for composing. Never skips a beat.

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I feel really bad for laughing as much as I did at her first comment.

[am_i_being_rude]

You'll just have to be careful. Amy says my hair is fluffy. Do you think it's fluffy? I don't think it's long enough to be fluffy.

[He considers that for a moment.] Okay.

Nooo I laughed typing it. She's the only one who doesn't get it

[iwasherefirst]

[She purses her lips, pondering that for a moment. Really, the fact that Amy says it's fluffy makes her want to say it's not.] Not fluffy and it's too...thick to be fluffy. Fluffy is more...cotton candy sorta thing. I like your hair.

[As if he didn't already know that.]

Okay? [She's not entirely sure she expected that answer out of him.] Okay. I haven't ever...I mean...the first time I've had handcuffs on was when we were cursed. {Aaaaaand she's back to bright pink.]

[am_i_being_rude]

That's what I said! Sort of. I think I said it wasn't long enough to be fluffy. Or that it was too long to be fuzzy. Something like that. Not the candy floss thing. Or that you like it. Although I know that, and I like that you like it.

[Well she's the one who said that being handcuffed would be fun.] I have, but I get arrested a lot, which isn't really all that fun.

[iwasherefirst]

Think you're right. It's got to be longer to be fluffy too. And you use stuff to make it more...bed head hair in a good way than fluffy. [At some point she'll probably tell Amy she likes his hair. She tells everyone else or at least gives that impression.

Well. Yes but when he agrees to things like that she always thinks she'd better fess p to how inexperienced she is so he's not expecting too much.]

Yeah, I'd hope we'd have more fun than that and if it's not, we'll keep keys nearby.

[Though losing the keys and accidental videos could be hilarious.]

[am_i_being_rude]

... Bed head is good, right?

[He's already said it's 'been a long while' since he's done anything at all, so I'm not actually sure how far his expectations are from whatever's going to likely be the reality.]

Well granted it's not that hard to have more fun than that, but I think we probably could, yeah. History withstanding.

[There'd better not be any accidental videos.]

[iwasherefirst]

[Big smile.] Bed head is great. 'Least on you.

[She doesn't think it's so great on her.

Well yes but again, young girl ridiculously in love with a much older, rather amazing man.]

Think we could too. Yeah.

[am_i_being_rude]

[He nods. Then grins.] Good! I'm quite used to doing it this way by now.

[Aww. He likes it the handful of times he's properly seen it. He's still often not really there in the morning what with not sleeping.]

How often do you think you win at tie-tac-toe?

[iwasherefirst]

Sorta used to it m'self.

[It is fairly adorable even if she doesn't agree. She's used to him not being there and it's all right. She'd rather have him there when she falls asleep.

The question prompts some thinking before she answers.] Average person playin' against me...'bout half the time? Why?

[am_i_being_rude]

[He does intend to be there sometimes and just forgets, or gets involved in something. On the nights he actually does sleep he tends to wait until after she's been out for a while to do it himself, and then he is there.]

Grid strategy algorithm. Go! We should play Go. Or the version of Go that people play in your day anyway. I told Ptolemy there were just too many rules. Have you ever played Go?

[iwasherefirst]

[Those are her favorite mornings. Also the mornings she's probably late to work or calls in sick all together.]

Hmmmm nope, don't think so. You'll have to teach me. Lotsa rules?

[am_i_being_rude]

Well there were lots of rules. Now there are a few rules but lots and lots of strategies. It can look deceptively simple but it's quite fun you get two minds against one another who are balanced properly.

[iwasherefirst]

Hmmm not sure I'll give you much of a go but I'll try it. [In other words, she knows he's way ahead of her on the intelligence curve.]

[am_i_being_rude]

'Much of a go' at Go. [He thinks your pun is funny, Rose.] Yay! It's not hard to make a table for it. You just need I think... thirty dark and thirty white pieces. You come up with those and I'll get the board ready. [Perhaps, but there's more than one way to balance. Common sense, strategy, doing the unexpected, daring; there's several thousand opening plays and they can be ranked by aggression or different styles of playing. He has no idea how Rose would play that sort of game, so he's not instantly counting her out. (Of course, this is because he knows and likes Rose. If he didn't know or like Rose, he would find the idea that he couldn't beat someone like Rose laughable.]

[iwasherefirst]

[She smirks at him, thoroughly pleased with her pun and his amusement of it.] Pieces need to look like anything in particular?

[She'll probably do all right and maybe even pull one over him once but she doubts it. In any case, she's more worried that they both have fun playing it. (Oh Doctor. She would scold him for that as well. Not because she doesn't think he can beat someone like her but because underestimating people isn't a good idea.)]

[am_i_being_rude]

Hopefully roughly uniform across the fifty of them. Usually on the smallish, roundish side, but whatever you can find that you like in two clearly different colours you can find thirty of each of works for me. They used to play it with rocks; I daresay we don't have to do the same. Be creative!

[Her chance in beating him lies in her unpredictability and humanness. Straight up strategy, out-smarting, clearly not happening. And he resents not being able to say with absolute certainty when he can intellectually best someone and when he can't. C'mon.]

[iwasherefirst]

Creative? Yeah. All right then.

[He's going to end up playing with pink and blue plastic, sparkly rhinestones meant to be glued to things to 'bedazzle' them.

Resent all you like, Doctor. It's rude.]

[am_i_being_rude]

[... Not that creative... 'What are these?' 'Those are the pieces you wanted.' '...No they're not.' 'Yeah, they are.'

At this point the device is just a bit off centre of him doing fun things with chemistry things. Because I know a lot about chemistry. And science.]

How's the crowd doing out there?

[Yes, well. Rudeness is sometimes not a bad thing.]

[iwasherefirst]

[It will be beautiful and her first step at disarming him.]

Just short of homicidal I think. Might end up skiving off early.

[am_i_being_rude]

[Such a cheat.]

I think that is an excellent idea if they're starting to look like murderers. You should always run away from murderers, Rose. Particularly if they're looking murderous.

[iwasherefirst]

[And that saying goes...]

Probably not literally murderous. Maybe though.

[am_i_being_rude]

[She won't like that saying if he ever decides to use it back.]

Over clothing? I hope not.

[iwasherefirst]

[Not in the least. Particularly not if it's something she doesn't care for. And knowing him, it will be.]

You've never been shopping the day before Christmas, have you?

[am_i_being_rude]

[Of course.

He pauses his chemistry to look at her like she's a little nutters.]

Why would I do that?