2019-11-05 - Getting To Know You...
Since they're both authors, book titles are exchanged. 'Research' talk is arranged.
IC Date: 2019-11-05
OOC Date: 2019-07-29
Location: In The Ether
Related Scenes: 2019-11-05 - Book Club, Date, Same Thing!
Plot: None
Scene Number: 2503
(TXT to James) Diana: So what kind of writer are you? Inquiring minds want to know.
(TXT to Diana) James: Oh! Hey! Diana! Hi! Hello!
(TXT to Diana) James: I mean, I write novels
(TXT to Diana) James: Not good ones tho.
(TXT to Diana) James: And really novelS is a bit much. More like novel. But I'm working on a sequel!
(TXT to Diana) James: Anyway, hi.
(TXT to James) Diana: Yes, but novel is novel. What's it about? I'll buy a copy, if you have any!
(TXT to James) Diana: Also, hello!
(TXT to Diana) James: It's about... Well, there's these goblins, 3 of them and they need to infiltrate a building- it's urban fantasy you see, and I kinda tried to make it a supernatural romance too and let's just say maybe you don't need to buy a copy, yeah? It's pretty terrible. But first novels are supposed to be terrible!
(TXT to Diana) James: ... or so I hear.
(TXT to James) Diana: Do you have any idea how many people never finish a novel? I tell you what.
(TXT to James) Diana: You give me a copy of your book, I'll give you a copy of mine. But mine's not a novel. Pretend I'm marketing!
(TXT to Diana) James: What's your book about then?
(TXT to James) Diana: It's about haunted places in this country, places I've done research into or been lucky enough to see for myself.
(TXT to Diana) James: ... not sure you could count coming to Gray Harbor as 'lucky', but you've definitely hit the jackpot on the 'haunted' side in this town.
(TXT to James) Diana: Right?? I consider it a lucky find, honestly. This place is... rich with information, if nothing else.
(TXT to Diana) James: Yeah, well. I mean. I know you can take care of yourself, being a master of Crane-style kung-fu and all that, but... y'know. Be careful? I've seen some really weird and dangerous shit in this town lately.
(TXT to Diana) James: I'm a halfway decent researcher, though. If you wanted. An assistant, or, y'know. Something like that. So you're not alone.
(TXT to James) Diana: Of course. The thing is, dangerous things happen everywhere, but you don't always get the opportunity to see it regularly.
(TXT to James) Diana: I like researching! You're hired. Though I can't pay. 😉
(TXT to Diana) James: Your money's no good with me anyway, don't worry. I'm ok for cash. 🙂 But, y'know. Just saying sometimes folks who go digging around on their own around this town, sometimes they don't come back.
(TXT to Diana) James: Shit that came off really ominous didn't it?
(TXT to James) Diana: It really did. 😃 But... honestly, I appreciate the offer, and the help. Things are more fun in teams.
(TXT to Diana) James: Yeah, sorry, I didn't mean it all ominous-like. Just. I mean, if you're looking for answers and stuff about this place, well, so am I. And you're a lot better with people than I am, so, really, this is just me selfishly taking advantage of your superior social skills.
(TXT to James) Diana: Unfortunately, my laughter doesn't carry over in text. I am not so great with people. ...but thank you.
(TXT to Diana) James: What? You were brilliant last night! Smart and funny and not only did you not immediately call the cops on me after I started talking, which is more uncommon than you think, but you were charming folks left and right!
(TXT to Diana) James: You're kinda amazing, far as I'm concerned.
(TXT to James) Diana: Really? I was worried I was trying too hard. Okay, then. I'm definitely awesome.
(TXT to James) Diana: ...also, thank you.
(TXT to James) Diana: Sorry I scared you, last night.
(TXT to Diana) James: You didn't scare me
(TXT to Diana) James: OK maybe a little but I scare easy.
(TXT to Diana) James: Like I think I've jumped at my own shadow twice during this conversation alone.
(TXT to James) Diana: To be fair, it's a long shadow.
(TXT to Diana) James: Which is weird considering I'm pretty short.
(TXT to James) Diana: That just makes it all the more creepy! How'd it get so long? No one knows!
(TXT to Diana) James: OK I legit think my shadow just moved on its own as I was watching it let's change the subject. I think it's on to us.
(TXT to James) Diana: So how about that sportsball?? Our team really exhibited excellent teamsmanship, unlike that other team.
(TXT to Diana) James: Nah, the Loggers were pretty terrible back in the day.
(TXT to Diana) James: But it's been 15 years. Maybe they've gotten better!
(TXT to James) Diana: ...are the Loggers us, or the other guys? I'm assuming us? I must confess I am not 'up' on the 'sportsball.' Sorry to deceive you.
(TXT to Diana) James: Oh don't worry, neither am I. I'm not even sure what they play, just that the Loggers are the hometown team of local sportsball. My knowledge began and ended at knowing they sucked.
(TXT to Diana) James: I was more of a D&D nerd.
(TXT to Diana) James: Which I'm sure comes as a great shock.
(TXT to James) Diana: Nerdery is a better use of your time, she said defensively.
(TXT to Diana) James: What? Nah. You're way too cool to be a nerd.
(TXT to James) Diana: Yeah, okay. Tell me: what's crack taste like? I always kind of wondered.
(TXT to Diana) James: I wouldn't know. My body is a temple.
(TXT to Diana) James: ... that is, ruined, and quite likely haunted.
(TXT to James) Diana: Maybe it can be in my next book!
(TXT to Diana) James: ...
(TXT to Diana) James: ...
(TXT to Diana) James: ...
(TXT to Diana) James: So, this book of yours, what's it called? I can look it up on Amazon or something, yeah?
(TXT to James) Diana: Ha! Nice try. You first.
(TXT to Diana) James: Dangit.
(TXT to Diana) James: Fine.
(TXT to Diana) James: But I tried to warn you.
(TXT to James) Diana: I am here forewarned.
(TXT to Diana) James: It's called 'Three If By Trenchcoat: A Historical Goblin Romance'.
(TXT to Diana) James: It's about 3 goblins in a trenchcoat during the Revolutionary War.
(TXT to James) Diana: That sounds amazing. I was about to tell you mine, but it occurs to me now I don't have to! I could be evil. Also I must order yours first...
(TXT to Diana) James: ... y'know it figures you'd turn out to be a supervillain.
(TXT to James) Diana: Can't reply now. Ordering a book. Also cackling madly.
(TXT to Diana) James: I feel like I've made a terrible mistake here. Just know that I can't afford to pay for you therapy after you've read it.
(TXT to James) Diana: At least I can use my own therapy techniques to self-soothe, right? Also: Parting the Veil: Haunted Places in North America.
(TXT to Diana) James: aaaaaand it's downloading to my kindle. Ya-hey.
(TXT to James) Diana: Aaaaand self-soothing begins now, then. 😉
(TXT to Diana) James: So, uh, I suddenly feel that this is my last chance to ask this before you read it and take out a restraining order on me, so
(TXT to Diana) James: You wanna maybe grab some coffee? Sometime? Or dinner? We can talk about, y'know. Research and stuff.
(TXT to James) Diana: I like coffee. I also like dinner. I also like research. Seems like a win-win-win, to me. I'm in.
(TXT to Diana) James: No, I understand, it's o
(TXT to Diana) James: Sorry, mis-sent. I mean, that's awesome! How about
(TXT to Diana) James: Tonight? It's ok if you can't tonight.
(TXT to James) Diana: Tonight works. My schedule is pretty wide open, honestly.
(TXT to James) Diana: Wait, that sounds sad.
(TXT to James) Diana: I mean, I can pencil you in.
(TXT to Diana) James: It's ok, I'll have my assistant move a few other appointments around, squeeze you in.
(TXT to James) Diana: I'll have my people talk to your people. Possibly over coffee. Or dinner.
(TXT to Diana) James: Great!
(TXT to Diana) James: I should
(TXT to Diana) James: probably do some laundry real quick.
(TXT to Diana) James: See you tonight?
(TXT to James) Diana: Be there or be dead. ...that's a joke. In case you couldn't tell.
(TXT to James) Diana: Didn't want to scare you.
(TXT to Diana) James: Don't worry, if I'm not there, it's because I'm dead.
(TXT to Diana) James: Wait no
(TXT to Diana) James: That sounds creepy
(TXT to Diana) James: I meant
(TXT to Diana) James: That I wouldn't miss it for the world.
(TXT to James) Diana: Me, either.
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