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A scientific experiment of the highest order is in progress. One which includes raspberry fudge, brie and crackers, and several different wines. Autor plans to get tipsy today, and he'll do it in style.

He'll also do it with help. Autor endures light ribbing by Sunshine, who has promised to stay with him and make sure he doesn't do anything foolish while even slightly inebriated--a serious concern of his, especially with a sprained ankle. She's keeping to tea today, just in case.

Autor raises a glass, his cheeks already tingling. He swirls the wine, as he has seen done before. Then he holds it up to his nose and takes a deep breath. "Ah, yes. This clean, buttery wine has a heady bouquet with oak notes, and a spicy aroma of vanilla and currant," he says, and takes a sip. "Sadly, it is broad--it has a full body aroma, but lacks any finesse to its taste."

Rae grins, sipping her tea. "Try harder not to sound like you memorized the book, Autor."

[OOC: Two pups, two muns! All threads will come after Rae and Autor's, when the boy is already tipsy.]

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"I'm from one of the Earths, yeah," she says, sipping her tea and smiling at Autor's drowsy affection. "From New Arcadia, in Independencia, across the Ocean of Atlas from Europa."

"Time stands still there however long I stay here - I've been here for months at a time, sometimes, and returned to my bakery having forgotten in the meantime what I was baking when I left," she admits, wryly.

"That's a very different arrangement from the Earths I've heard of" Joly says, while his free hand points from Autor to the wine, and upstairs to the rooms, eyebrows raised in question.

Rae's Earth is fascinating, he could ask questions for hours-- but getting Autor somewhere bed-like and near a bucket is probably a more immediate concern right now.

"Rae's Earth is pretty," Autor says, content to stay curled up on Joly as long as he's warm. "Not that I've ever seen it, but the some of the books are the same, but some of them are different, and she swears funny. Things like 'Shiva wept!' and 'Double Carthaginian hell!' and 'Autor, that's totally Thor'."

He cuddles with Joly's shoulder again, having determined that that is his favorite part on him. "I like Rae. She's very sweet. You're very sweet, too, Joly, so don't feel left out."

Rae grins at Autor's affection. "Whatever do you mean? Everyone else swears funny - I swear normally. Though... I do try to watch my mouth around here. It's no good invoking Thor when he might actually be around to hear."

Especially with what his name means in her world's slang.

"My Earth looks a lot like the maps of other Earths I've seen, but most of the names of countries and some of the cities are different."

Joly is perfectly all right with being cuddled; it seems one of safest options for Autor at the moment.

He blinks in surprise about Thor, though. "Thor is here? That's...German? Is Shiva here too? Wasn't that one of the Eastern gods? And your world knows both..." He pulls away from a particular thought. "I'm sorry, mythology isn't my field, but surely having them for company is...a little intimidating?"

Mythology is really, really not his field. That's about all he can remember about the presence of gods.

"Yeah, and she didn't know who Eve was," Autor chirps cheerfully. He waves a hand, amused by everything lately. "You can meet all sorts of people here at Milliways. The goddess Sirona, Orpheus, Tamara the mermaid--but be careful, she might kiss you. She stole my first kiss by charming me and that wasn't nice of her at all, but at least I got to see the squiddies."

"I thankfully haven't met Shiva," Rae says, grinning. "Or Kali or Odin. And even though Thor was pretty easy-going, I try to watch my mouth. Too much explaining and possible incineration, if I got caught using a god's name as a slang term."

Whoops.

"Some of them are nice, though it's not something you'd want to count on. Demeter used to be a friend of mine, but I don't see her around any more."