- IC CONTACT POST FOR MASKORMENACE -

[slightlyoffchilt]

"Hello.

You've reached the direct line of Doctor Frederick Chilton. As I am not available at the moment, you might assume I'm quite busy with something pressing. State your name and business, and I will return your call."

Comments

[slightlyoffchilt]

Is that what your friend tells you?

[selfequipped]

Did I give you the impression that I needed reassurance about such things?

[slightlyoffchilt]

Oh I highly doubt you need reassurance on much of anything, Kate.

[selfequipped]

Then why ask? Did you want to know more about the nature of my relationship with Billy?

[slightlyoffchilt]

Billy Kaplan, over your other friend? Interesting choice, do continue.

[selfequipped]

[There's a pause before she pants a disbelieving laugh.]

This conversation began with Billy. What other friend do you mean? My new partner in crime? Loki? Some history of friendship you aren't familiar with?

[slightlyoffchilt]

As far as I know, you have only two friends.

[selfequipped]

No, Loki doesn't call me cute. But what's the point of that exercise? To see what level of flirtatiousness I carry on with my friends? To see how early twenty-somethings behave in the wild? To connect with a youthful time that you've since forgotten when you threw away your Dungeons and Dragons ... cards? [Do they have cards? The hesitance is apparent that she knows nothing about it beyond the bits she's picked up from Billy and Teddy.]

Why don't you tell me?

[slightlyoffchilt]

It's a tabletop game. There are no cards involved.

[He corrects. PEDANTICALLY!!]

I'm just forming a picture of your cohorts, Kate.

[selfequipped]

I thought there were cards ...

[There are cards, aren't there? In one of those things. She'll have to ask Billy.]

And what an odd picture that paints. I can tell you that Loki and I intend to marry Ryan Gosling. You know of him, right?

[slightlyoffchilt]

What, are you going to share him? [What is a Ryan Gosling.] Loki doesn't seem the type to share -- at least, not nicely.

[He says, based on no evidence.]

[selfequipped]

He's a god, Frederick. What do you think they get up to in their spare time?

[Actually, Kate hasn't discussed this with Loki, but she is curious about what Chilton will say in response.]

[slightlyoffchilt]

The swift answer is mortals, which as far as I can tell, you are categorized as.

[selfequipped]

I was hoping for a little more creativity.

[slightlyoffchilt]

Surely you wonder why I delivered the swift answer? I doubt you'd appreciate the more creative ones.

[selfequipped]

Why the swift answer, then, Fred? [She only shortens his name this time to be ... swifter.]

[slightlyoffchilt]

Frederick!

[It gets to him, that time. No slow drawl of a correction.]

And -- because. You've established that you don't like me waxing psychotic on your friends.

[selfequipped]

So you can teach an old dog new tricks ...

[slightlyoffchilt]

I suppose you could call my determination dogged. Then the parallels end.

[selfequipped]

You're right. You're definitely more of a cat.

[slightlyoffchilt]

Are you not much of a cat person?

[selfequipped]

Is that what you drew from that conclusion? How is your self-esteem doing today, Doctor Chilton?

[slightlyoffchilt]

I highly doubt your interest, Kate.

[selfequipped]

But I'm practicing. Do you have cat-related trauma?

[slightlyoffchilt]

You're rather off base -- I haven't suffered any trauma. Consider it a charmed life.