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[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

Asar-Suti sits by the fire.

He's frantically learning Greek.

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[muddy-mutt.livejournal.com]

Gaspode comes to meet him.

"Hallo there! Am I losing my ability to read or is this some magical book? Those are strange signs!"

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

Asar-Suti laughs.

"No, that's just Greek; they use different letters," he explains.

[muddy-mutt.livejournal.com]

"Greek? Never heard of it." But that doesn't seem to bother him much. He's got some faraway look in his eyes.

"There's a lot of magic going on these days here. Is this always like this", he asks innocently.

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

"In your world, it's called Ephebian," Asar-Suti explains; he's heard that from Eska only today.

"Yes, there's always a lot of magic going on; it's especially easy to use here."

[muddy-mutt.livejournal.com]

"It is?" Gaspode looks thoughtful. "You're a magician, aren't you? I smell some power. Purple."

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I am - and you're right about about the purple. That's the colour of my magic," Asar-Suti says, almost proudly.

[muddy-mutt.livejournal.com]

"You smell of cat, too. Quite strongly today. Can you shapechange?"

[silverageflash.livejournal.com]

"Good afternoon, Suti." It's Barry, looking more or less chipper.

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

"Hello Barry - I saw that Sara is back!" Asar-Suti greets him, closing his book.

[silverageflash.livejournal.com]

"Yup." Cue the big smile. "And she's really doing well. Haven't
seen her so relaxed...well, ever. It really did her good.

"I assume you also saw that Eska came back, too?"

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I did, I talked to her - we disagreed if we all understand each other because there's some spell in effect, or whether we all really speak the same language. I'm going to ask people what language they think they are speaking. I know you speak English, so there's no point in asking you, though."

[silverageflash.livejournal.com]

"Ah, that idea..." He grins.

"Eska and I used to talk about that all the time. It was sort of one of the things that we became friends over. But after she came back from Sydney, she was pretty much convinced I was right. No spells there, but she could read the signs and talk to Liam just fine."

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

"Yep, she mentioned you talked about it," Asar-Suti says. "I am sure that there is some sort of smell in effect - how else would you explain the Japanese creatures, and the Norse Valkyrie?"

He shrugs. "I am going to ask around, though, to get empirical data."

[son-of-all.livejournal.com]

Atreyu sits crosslegged by his chair as usual, this time bearing one iced coffee, as Asar-Suti prefers, and one chocolate milk, which he has just discovered. "Hello," he says, arching an eyebrow in concern as he offers Asar-Suti the glass. "Are you busy?"

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

Asar-Suti gladly accepts the iced coffee and smiles at Atreyu.

"I think I have learned enough Greek for the moment; now I just wait for David to turn up," he says. "Hello, Atreyu!"

[son-of-all.livejournal.com]

"Greek?" Atreyu repeats, glancing at Asar-Suti's book in curiosity for a moment. Nothing he's ever seen before, surely. It looks runic. "Complicated."

He sips from his glass, then licks along his upper lip.

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

"It's a different language, and it's got different letters from our alphabet," Asar-Suti explains. "Speaking of which - have you been practicing? Would you like another lesson today?"

[son-of-all.livejournal.com]

"I've been practicing," Atreyu nods, "but...I wanted to ask you something, if I may. About the Ihlini." He sets his glass aside, on the lower ledge of the fireplace, and clasps his hands in his lap, looking up at the god of magic. "I feel as if I understand the Cheysuli somewhat better. But Cynric is both."

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

"Yes, please ask," Asar-Suti says. "I must warn you, though - we were quite ruthless in our choice of means, at times."

He sips his iced coffee, and awaits the questions.

[gil-whimple.livejournal.com]

Gil, passing with a tray of snacks, pauses and looks at the book, eyebrows raised.

"Greek?" he says. "Why?"

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

Asar-Suti looks up and smiles at Gil,

He pinches a Paradoc off the tray.

"Because I am going to try and teach Amadeo mind-to-mind, or else enchant a crystal; he needs to learn Greek because some weirdness has assailed Richard, and he's turned into a wild Scot who's painted himself blue and wears nothing but a kilt in a Glasgow city pattern."

[gil-whimple.livejournal.com]

"Well that makes as much sense as anything in this place," Gil says, placing a whole basket of paradoxes in front of Sooty. "Though I can't help but feel that Gaelic might be a better option."

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

Asar-Suti giggles, taking another Paradox.

"Hey, they taste different yet again," he says.

"Oh, I forgot to say, David said he spoke nothing but Greek. Richard, I mean, and it made Amadeo furious not to be able to talk to him. Everybody agrees it should be Gaelic, but absurdly, it isn't. Poor Amadeo, to see his lover so changed! And not even able to speak to him. Claire wondered if he'd even forgotten him."

[gil-whimple.livejournal.com]

"Sounds like bad magic to me," Gil growls. "Making a Scot speak Greek, painting him blue when everyone apart from Hollywood knows that the Picts were tattooed not painted, and Glasgow city tartan? That's crazy. Has anyone thought to check whether Loki has had another little conniption fit?"

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

"It sounds like it," Asar-Suti agrees. "There must be a more tactful way of asking David that, though," he muses. "As far as I know, he's still as widly in love with Loki as I am with you."

Said very casually; it's a fact, after all.