milliways_bar | (no subject)

Ah. Right. 1800s. Gotcha.

"...never mind, Meg, it's a 1970s thing."

*Meg looks disgruntled.*

Zut alors, sometimes it's horribly irritating being backwards and behind.

"If anyone has a copy, I'll see if I can borrow 'Monthy Python and the Holy Grail' for you. Of course, I should warn you; any comments about me sleeping with Michael Palin will had you killed."

He grins.

"How are you?"

'Monty Python and the Holy Grail' is a . . . book? *Meg guesses desperately, and then giggles.* Well, if it tells intimate secrets about your love life, of course I have to read it - I'm fine, pretty much.

"No, movie. With actors. You'll understand if you see it." No comment on the love-life. At all.

"And I'm not going to comment on the 'pretty much', because I'm sure it'll lead to areas where we shall argue, so I'll pretend you just said 'I'm fine'. Still practising?"

Oh! *Meg perks up.* I saw a movie once. *Yes, this is a source of great pride to her.*

I'm meant to see another one but it keeps getting put off. And I saw another one that they made of my story, but the girl who plays me was all wrong. And of course still practicing - got to keep up, and all. *She grins.*

"You should see how they play ME in movies. I've been blond, for heaven's sake..."

He shakes his head with laugh. "Indeed you do."

*Meg makes a face.*

I had a chest like this. It was ridiculous, people can't dance like that! Also, scared of rats - I mean, come on, really.

Innocently, "Maybe they thought you were a Victorian Valkyrie in training, or something."

*Meg glowers at him.*

Valkyries deal fine with rats.

"Victorian ones clearly don't."

How do you know? *Meg challenges.* Have you ever met a Victorian Valkyrie?

"I'm not sure, she never said...of course, the fact she couldn't speak Latin or any British language didn't help."

*Meg looks curious.* Well, to be Victorian, you sort of have to be part of the British civilization, don't you?

"Not really, just be around sometime when that Good Queen when was alive. Victorian Paree, for example."

*Meg shakes her head.* No, 'cause see, the culture is totally different. Like, if they were African, you couldn't call them Victorian, right?

"I wouldn't, but they can be considered thus, if from an Anglo-centric perspective."

Nothing, *Meg announces, Franco-centrically,* ought to be considered from an Anglo-centric perspective.

"Except in countries that are part of the Commonwealth." He counters.

Not even then. They should be done a favor and considered from some other perspective, *Meg says cheerfully.* Because the British one just can't be flattering.

"Ah...the French one would be better?"

Mais bien sur!

"...I should have known better then to ask."

*Meg pats his shoulder kindly.* I can't expect you to understand. It's all right, you can't help it.

He raises an eyebrow.

"Because I'm British?"