Speaking in Tongues [8.02] (4-5pm) [The Library]

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

Karal had set up some of the library tables into a horseshoe shape, and was sitting near the middle with Andrew and Inara when/if they're there!. "Hello," he greeted everyone once they'd arrived. "Welcome. I'm Karal, and this is Andrew and Inara. I thought that perhaps we could simply introduce ourselves today, and talk about what languages we know and if we want to teach any of them to the others. You can do so either by speaking or by writing a note to pass around the class."

He gave Adah if she was there, la a quick smile. "This would also be a good time to decide which languages you might be interested in learning. I made a primer of Karsite and Valdemaran, just some simple words and phrases moddable within reason and noted how to pronounce them, because there's no books here in those languages."

He passed out the hand-written, photocopied sheets (five of them, covered in neat, precise handwriting, split into three columns), then smiled. "While I was checking-in books today, I realised that one thing all languages have in common is truly terrible poetry. I've written out a ballad from Valdemar - it's fairly old, but it's still sung often enough to make right-thinking people unhappy - and translated it into English and Karsite. I feel as if I should apologise, though, because it is absolute doggerel."

He passed that out as well. "I have a challenge for next week, and that's to find the the very worst poem you can, and bring it along to translate. We might be able to find a prize for the most painful."

[ooc:

plz to wait for OCD

OCD IS UP!. ETA: Handwavy knowledge of other languages is AWESOME. I speak none, and most fictional languages aren't written out, so handwavy can be our motto.

ETA2: My Lady's Eyes - the song, in all it's terrible glory.]

Comments

Re: Talk to Bob

[nottheoperative.livejournal.com]

It wasn't his fault that people couldn't follow that kind of logic.

"When you are older. Much like Miss Tam and your--" His smile faltered just slightly. A flicker. "Principal."

Re: Talk to Bob

[ambassadorinara.livejournal.com]

Inara's posture straightened and her shoulders tightened, almost defensively, though that made less than no sense. This man was no threat to her. "You know River?"

He knew about her future. What she was, who she would become, and the temptation to ask was getting stronger. "Wait. I remember hearing something on the--did Zoe punch you?"

Re: Talk to Bob

[nottheoperative.livejournal.com]

He sighed faintly.

"Yes, she did."

Re: Talk to Bob

[ambassadorinara.livejournal.com]

She wasn't sure what to say to that. Zoe had no doubt almost definitely probably had a good reason for punching this man, but she didn't know anything about it, and he had done nothing to her.

"What's between you is not my business," she decided, though she might be asking Zoe and River about him later. "Whatever is between you and I in the future will unfold as it will later."

Re: Talk to Bob

[nottheoperative.livejournal.com]

He nodded calmly.

"Of course. I did not wish to cause any confusion for you later."

Re: Talk to Bob

[ambassadorinara.livejournal.com]

"Thank you for telling me. I'm sure I'll thank you again for it when the time comes."

Re: Talk to Bob

[nottheoperative.livejournal.com]

Simply nodding in a way that really didn't give away if that was a bad thing or a good, he smiled.

Nothing more to say, really.

Re: Talk to Bob

[ambassadorinara.livejournal.com]

Inara inclined her head, then returned to the meeting.