2020-12-24 - PS Christmas Sucks

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Merry Christmas. I'm alive. I don't feel alive. And I think I owe you an apology for drunkenly babbling at you for what, three hours, yesterday?

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : It's okay I was up anyways. Merry Christmas, Ravn

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : Glædelig Jul

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : I googled that. I blame them if I just hit on your sister's horse or something.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Please. Don't talk to me about horses. Did you see the one Mac found? Of course you did. Everyone did. I mean, if I were to decide to stay over here on my side of the Atlantic and pretend I never knew any of you, that picture would be the reason. Anyhow, yes -- glædelig jul to you too, though Americans don't celebrate until tomorrow, do they?

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : I'm still worried about you and that sweater, luv.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : ... What sweater? I wish I wore a sweater in that picture. Alexander Clayton thought I was naked.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : I haven't slept yet so maybe by a very millennial definition of 'tomorrow'

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : No not the one I saved to my phone the other one with that cute little goat thing

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Oh, the lamb. That one was from Spain. I came through the very north end of Spain on my way south. It was cold, I borrowed it off somebody.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : .... I can't remember what I was doing with the lamb.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Wait, you what?

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : Haven't slept yet

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : That's maybe not so great either, but why the heck would you save a picture of my ex's horse? Blackmail material?

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : I couldn't sleep and I was making better progress on the Philco restoration so I did that hoping maybe today won't happen. What're your plans today?

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : No I saved it because it made me smile. Blackmail is gauche. Coercion is much classier.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Well, day's mostly gone -- I'm 9 hours into the future from you. Spent the day dodging last minute holiday shoppers, going to the meetings I needed to go to, and meeting those veterans. Nice guys. Not sure what they thought of me but, none of them gave me a hard time so that's good.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Kinda thinking I'll order room service and do very little at the hotel. Dec 24 is the big holiday night here.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : Growing up the 24th was for immediate family and on Christmas Morning we all gather for a huge family party at the Addington House. We dress up in our holiday best and everything's decorated in icing and garlands and greenery and we all gather in the ballroom and watch the kids open their presents from the family and have the best meal splurging on catering can find.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : And I loved it but this ear I just don't want to go

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : I was going to say, that sounds like a good memory.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Mine wasn't much different, except I hated every minute so I'm not very sorry to be here in Copenhagen instead. Sorry you're feeling down though. Can you dodge going?

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : It was

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : It was a great memory until we realized a fifth of the family is missing because our matriarch had my grandfather murder anyone who didn't make the cut to appease some bullshit back ally devil's deal.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : And now I get to go put my red dress on and go and stand in that room like everything's going to be okay and like the woman at the head of the table didn't tell her brother to murder his own child.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : That'd put a bit of a dampener on the mood, yes. I'm sorry, Hyacinth. This has to be pretty rough on you, first Christmas after all of that. Please don't -- you know. Let it break you. Is there any way you can call in sick, have to go wash your hair in Poughkeepsie, something?

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : So yeah I'm feeling a little down. I think that's a fair assessment and I din't mean to kill the mood. How are your vets? Were they soldiers or animal husbandry vets?

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Soldiers. Guys who went to Afghanistan and came home with PTSD. State puts them through school if they're able, get them a degree -- but some of them need extra tutoring. It's hard to focus and retain information when you've left part of your soul roadside in Helman Province. You know what? You're entitled to feel down. And so were they. The holidays bloody well suck for people who don't have a happy home life for whatever reason.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : No, I'm going. I'm not making my cousins be 'cheerful' alone. Besides, I refuse to let the bitch think I'm going to be broken. And good for them. If I cat help you do your support them thing somehow please ask.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Going to fight back, are you?

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : Fuck yes I am. Right after this Irish coffee and a half a pound cake.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : Just sucks when my own people are out of state. btw I heard from Vyvvy. He landed. They're fine.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : My vets are good students. They just need a little extra hand holding to stay on track.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : If Gray Harbor's still standing next year, maybe we can fight tradition together.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : I flew out now because I figured I wouldn't be missing anything anyway, and I might as well get it over with instead of having to just after New Year.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : That'd be nice. Sometimes the ghosts show up. You might like some of them. One still tries to cook.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Heh. I get along all right with most ghosts. Most don't notice the living at all. The ones that do -- most just want to keep an eye on things or go on doing whatever they used to do. They're usually pretty harmless. Sometimes kind of confused.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : All bets are off in Gray Harbor, of course.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : Well if you are back by New Years there will be ice skating. You can ice skate right?

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : That's your normal method of commute, yes? 😉

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Don't be silly. We harness the polar bears and make them pull our sleighs. Yes, I can ice skate. Although, it's been a number of years since we had a winter cold enough to do it on real, natural ice.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Used to skate on our lake back home when I was a boy.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : LOL worry I forgot about the polar bears

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Lake!

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : Awwww pretty view and sensible parking. Be still my heart!

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Hah. Well, I think I said, it's an art school now. Or was it Ignacio I told? I can't bloody remember. Anyhow, I grew up skating on that lake.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : How long are you staying?

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Flying back on the 26th. I've got nothing else I need to do here so I'll just... walk around town a bit tomorrow, then head back out. It's kind of weird. Being here, I mean. I lived in Copenhagen for years but it doesn't feel like home anymore.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : At first I figured I'd stay for a week or two, I mean, you fly halfway around the planet, but then I was reminded that people start to forget when they're gone for a while.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Look, I was thinking. When I looked at my message history.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : You remember the Swedish chef thing, right? And how it all went away just like that. And now I ... do lobsters.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : You could do the same. I mean, Vydal did too. And his... roach situation went away.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : It's all good and fine to be friends with someone but maybe you don't want the world to think you're his wife -- and maybe his girlfriend doesn't, either.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : You know I proposed to him on my birthday this year in front of a good part of the town at my party at Vydal's. This is not how I thought this year would go even in the littlest bit.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Oof. I take it he did not say yes. 😕

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : Pointedly not. But the rumor did nothing to dissuade that. Still you may be right. I'm just really tired of the town lies. I was raised in one and I don't care for more you know?

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Yeah, that's why I think... maybe should do what Vydal and I did. Get it cleared up like he did, or at least turned into something harmless and silly like I did.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : He was very flattering at saying no. As I actually care about them both I don't want the fix to be more destructive than the issue if the only thing it is detergent to is morale.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : And for what it's worth, I'm sorry. Putting yourself out there only to have someone ... well, not feel the same way. That's not going to feel good, ever.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : detritus

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : DETRIMENT OMG PHONE

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : You can't force people to have feelings they don't have, but that doesn't mean rejection doesn't bloody well suck.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : (also, go with detergent to morale, it kind of makes some weird, twisted sense in context)

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : omg don't it tho?

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : I guess this is the kind of chaos we get used to.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : I think we need to practise our happy endings more.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : There are people in Gray Harbor who have them, you know? If they can, so can we.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : Ravn can I ask a serious question?

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Yes?

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : ... No, I'm not married. And I don't actually care very much about lobsters.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : How selfish am I allowed to be really? I mean I know I appear terribly good at it. I just want the town to be nice again.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : You keep telling me that you're selfish. I keep not seeing it.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Is that the very serious question? I think I might need more specifics.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : It's a very serious question. Am I really entitled that I can tell Christmas I'm cancelling this year?

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Well, for one, yes, you're not the fucking queen of America. But, if you want to do it gently, fake a cold. Stay at home, answer a few texts about feeling better and happy holidays, dodge it all.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : No but I sort of am. Maybe I'll leave at lunch

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Look, you're not royalty. You don't owe anything to anyone. The destiny of Gray Harbor does not hang on whether you keep up the facade for one day. Allow yourself to not do it. And if you want to make people feel better about it, claim you've got West Rhodesian Snail Flu and it's very contagious.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Trust me, I get family obligations.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : If I was doing things the way I -ought- to be doing things, I should be running from thing to another here all week.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : (selfie of Ravn lounging comfortably on hotel bed, mug of tea in one hand)

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : How many mugs do you have over there? That's like your second coffee in this conversation

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : It's tea. I ordered both.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : Why aren't you staying til the 30th? I think the students sound like they enjoy seeing you

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : My life got infinitely easier when I decided that yes, I got born with a posh name, and no, I don't actually give a damn. No one else does either -- it's not like I am personally involved with anything that happens in that name, you know?

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : That building looks amazing. I'm googling at it

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : What, the school?

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : I want to take it apart and just look at it

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : Yes, the school

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Yeah. It's pretty impressive. Dates back to the 15th century.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Current incarnation is mid 1700s though.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : If we for some reason ever end up here at the same time, I'll give you a tour. Only, it'll be the 'oh god, look at all these weird historical trivia and architectural details' tour, not the 'look how fancy my ancestors lived' tour.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : I'm checking out the Baroque upgrades on the classic frame!

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : Well why don't we?

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Denmark has crap weather in December. If you're serious, we need to go in the beginning of May.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : I was going to say I can fly out tomorrow because right now staring at a new old building with you is leagues better than having to do a happy holiday all damn day with the person that murdered our family right now.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : That's a very good point.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : If you can find me hotel info as my PA NEEDED to do family shit... which I suppose I can't fault her for, it would be appreciated. If you can get me a link I'll fuss at all the little online buttons.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : If the flight back is the 29th I can get a nap in before the winter New Years thing. That has horses though. And shirts.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Still, one hell of a flight -- but yeah, I get your point. I can see why you'd not want to be in Gray Harbor right now. If we fly first class back, we can sleep all the way across the Atlantic.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : ... Horses and shirts?

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : There's a carriage ride with cocoa around Addington Park. I found someone that would do it one year for an auction and it was a hit so we told him by all means set up your little tour. The people really enjoy it and it brings life into the town.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : What kind of hotel do you want? I'm staying at what's essentially a bed and breakfast out in the suburbs because I don't want to navigate hordes of tourists come here to experience a real Danish Christmas, blah blah. No one here but me and some old German guy who's flying to Berlin in the morning.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Hey, that actually sounds like good fun.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : I'm game for a trans-Atlantic nap. And the B&Bis fine. I like seeing domestic architecture. It's a real sense of foundation and function. Charming really. You should see the ones in NOLA and Savannah

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : It is you should come. Even Vyv had a good time and he was worried about his swans all night. Text him RE: swans and enjoy

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Yeah? I like staying at those small places where no one has any idea who you are or where you're going and if they ask the latter it's only to be polite.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : Yes!

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Room service is go to the reception and ring the bell, and the hotel lady will come out and give you brochures to the nearest take-out.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : It's just so... private.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : But, I mean, I can book you something more up scale if you want, closer to central Copenhagen.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : The B&B is fine. Then we can sit up, watch the snow and bitch about tourists. It'll be fun.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Snow? It's Denmark in December, you get driving rain.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : But, we have learned about roofs and rum toddies.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : So it's pretty much like here

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : It is, actually. The only real difference in climate from Gray Harbor and here is that we don't have elevation enough for glaciers, so our rivers and oceans are a little warmer, since there's no melt.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : You want to stay at a hotel in Vejle? No one's at the school over Christmas. We can certainly find a few rooms to sleep in, but we'll have to do our own cooking, shopping, cleaning, and so on. Might have more time to actually look at architecture if we drive into town to eat and sleep after. It's just a ten minute drive.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : I don't know if I remember how to do any of those things. We could find out

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : (dots)

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : (more dots)

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : Okay I texted my PA and she said she's not giving up her family holiday to come cook for us in Europe.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : ... Tell me you didn't.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : I really question her dedication to Sparkle Motion some days.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : We'll work it out

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : It's not like I wouldn't pay for the ticket. I'm not a monster. I asked.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : It's a school that, most of the year, brims with artists and students. I think the local take-outs know the address.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Just cracking up here. You ever think of what your PA might think of you? "Honey, you won't believe what Addington just asked me..."

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : No I never wonder. We'd be here all day.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : I never had one, you know? A personal assistant. My mother did, though.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : I adore having one. They make sure the general public has their shit together before they come bug me so I don't have to keep asking "Why didn't you bring in this this and this and where is lunch??"

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Yeah, I get it. Just seems a little overkill for a glorified TA.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : You run a business. I can see why you need help getting all the small things done.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : Yeah 🙁

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Don't 🙁 me. You enjoy it -- when it acts like a business and not like a family curse.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : well....

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : look don't call me out like this >.<

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : I can't picture you just wandering around the house, however nice, in a house coat until 2pm, maybe settle in for some daytime soaps, live off a steady diet of wine, valium, and boredom, sorry.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : That might be the nicest compliment anyone's ever given me this month <3

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Just saying, you're a doer. Not a moper. Or a slacker like me.

(TXT to Seth Ravn) Alexander : I don't think of you as a slacker.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Wow, I'm so good at this I text everybody at once. This is why Rosencrantz threatened to sugar Mac's gas tank after she taught me emojis.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Man, if I ever get a girlfriend, I am sending her love notes by carrier pigeon. Just to avoid accidentally declaring my desire to see Seth's boobs or something.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Anyway. Where were we -- you're a doer. You're not someone who sits back and just takes life's punches to the face. And I think that's pretty admirable. I'm the kind of guy who tries to run faster than life, which is not quite so admirable, but I am trying to learn, at least.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : Hi, boys. Are we behaving?

(TXT to Alexander Seth) Ravn : Never.

(TXT to Alexander Seth Hyacinth) Ravn : Never.

(TXT to Ravn) Hyacinth : OMG I'm thinking an evening where we have bourbon over vanilla ice cream with those little pecans and just text him weird shit and see what people comply to.

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : Hello Hyacinth.

(TXT to Hyacinth) Ravn : Him? I mean, bourbon over vanilla ice cream sounds great, I'm in. Pecans or no pecans.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : Question. And I don't care who knows the answer or why, but does anyone know who I can Paypal to watch my property while I'm out for a couple days to keep it gnome free?

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : I mean, only in Gray Harbor. Not stray dog free, not rat free, not burglar free. Gnome free.

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : Have you been hiding the golden acorn from the gnomes?

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Is that a euphemism?

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : I'm not my brother and my sex life is my business alone.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : Also no

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : .... Definitely a euphemism.

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : Yes and no. It definitely involves gnome sex. But it's a literal golden acorn.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Gnome. Sex.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : No gnomes assaulted my brother, peed on him sending him to the ER and are trying to force him to sire a gnome hybrid army

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : So, Seth, how's the weather? Saw any good ball games lately?

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : ANYWHERE but Gray Harbor I'd assume that you were tripping on acid.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : There's a reason I have moved to abolish them from the Harbor!

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : I'm a lady I trip nowhere.

(TXT to Seth Ravn Hyacinth) Alexander : Look. Thomas apparently created the gnomes and made their reproduction dependent on the acorn. Vincenzo made a good gnome sex ed instructor, though.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Well, er, yeah, speaking as someone also possessed of the required equipment to sire things, I am now also in favour of banning gnomes from Gray Harbor.

(TXT to Alexander Seth) Ravn : Also, if you're a lady who trips nowhere, how the hell are you planning to get to Copenhagen?

(TXT to Alexander Ravn) Seth : Wait..Whose this? I didn't even see this text thread.

(TXT to Alexander Seth) Ravn : For fuck's sake...

(TXT to Alexander Seth Hyacinth) Ravn : Also, if you're a lady who trips nowhere, how are you planning to get to Copenhagen?

(TXT to Alexander Seth Hyacinth) Ravn : Er, Seth, meet Hyacinth.

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : She's terrifying.

(TXT to Alexander Seth Hyacinth) Ravn : I'm great at this. Hire me for all your secret online communication needs.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Oh. I met her before, but didn't have her number. I guess I do now.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Note to self. Don't text Ravn anything important.

(TXT to Alexander Seth Hyacinth) Ravn : You have no idea how right you are.

(TXT to Alexander Seth Hyacinth) Ravn : Like I was saying earlier, if I ever get a girlfriend, I'm going to send her my miserable love poetry by carrier pigeon. Better than accidentally sending it to say, you, by accident.

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : You might make him blush.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Wait? You want to see my boobs, Ravn? I mean...sure.

:insert shirtless photo here:

All you had to do was ask.

(TXT to Ravn Hyacinth Seth) Alexander : Or not.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Hey. I work for this body. I'm not ashamed of it.

(TXT to Alexander Seth Hyacinth) Ravn : Believe me, I realised that when you turned up in a kilt and a tactical blue ribbon.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Nobody saw the ribbon. I was totally expecting Itz or Vic to lift the kilt at some point that night, but I was wrong.

(TXT to Ravn Hyacinth Seth) Alexander : Abs that not even waffletacos can conquer.

(TXT to Alexander Seth Hyacinth) Ravn : ... Rosencrantz actually complained at me that he didn't get the chance.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : BTW, Ravn said you were going out to see his 'architecture'. Have fun!

(TXT to Alexander Seth Hyacinth) Ravn : ... It's a house, damnit.

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : Ravn, don't brag.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : That's what she said.

(TXT to Alexander Seth Hyacinth) Ravn : I hate you both right now.

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : :<3

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : :🤣

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Tell Itz I am sure he will get another chance.

(TXT to Alexander Seth Hyacinth) Ravn : This is the one we're going to go look at, to be specific. As you can see, there is nothing fallos shaped about it except for the towers. We don't discuss the towers.

(TXT to Alexander Seth Hyacinth) Ravn : You tell Itz, what am I, your pimp?

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : If you are, you are doing a horrible job.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : But you see him more often

(TXT to Ravn Hyacinth Seth) Alexander : It's a pretty house.

(TXT to Alexander Seth Hyacinth) Ravn : It's an art school now.

(TXT to Alexander Seth Hyacinth) Ravn : But also 1700s architecture, which we were going to take a look at.

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : Will there be snow?

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Sounds romantic...

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : Yes, Alexander, I am. Thank you for noticing

(TXT to Alexander Seth Hyacinth) Ravn : Not from the weather forecast, no. We rarely get snow in December here, that's more of a February thing.

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : I have always noticed.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : I'm missing all teh good holidays. Also thank you, Mr. Monaghan, for that

(TXT to Alexander Seth Hyacinth) Ravn : ... I'm not taking my shirt off in this conversation. Alexander, back me up here. Shirts off is optional.

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : I don't mind taking my shirt off. But you shouldn't if you feel uncomfortable.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : 🤣 <3

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Hey. You woke me up, Darth. You are just lucky I am wearing pants. After that last time, I don't take chances.

(TXT to Alexander Seth Hyacinth) Ravn : All the support a guy could ever need.

(TXT to Alexander Seth Hyacinth) Ravn : Yeah, thanks, Gray Harbor taught me to sleep in pants too.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : We are TOTALLY discussing those towers.700 years old and still upright.

(TXT to Seth Ravn Hyacinth) Alexander : Always pants.

(TXT to Alexander Seth Hyacinth) Ravn : They're from the 1700s. That's 300 years at best.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Anything after 4 hours, call a doctor...

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : Always pants. The veil is gross

(TXT to Alexander Seth Hyacinth) Ravn : Oh, I didn't need the Veil. I had drunk Vic.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : And now I need popcorn

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : That'll do it.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : okay my PA stopped answering her phone. No popcorn.

(TXT to Seth Ravn Hyacinth) Alexander : It's awful oh clock. Why are you calling your poor PA?

(TXT to Alexander Seth Hyacinth) Ravn : You just tried to bully your personal assistant into flying to Denmark to cook for you. What did you expect?

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : I expect if you ask for a unicorn then a kitten you get a kitten

(TXT to Seth Ravn Hyacinth) Alexander : Go to the Safeway and get your own damn popcorn. ::frowny face::

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : 😕

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : Hi, Alexander. Clearly we haven't met properly.

(TXT to Seth Ravn Hyacinth) Alexander : 😕

(TXT to Alexander Seth Hyacinth) Ravn : Last time I went to the Safeway, gremlins tried to kill 10 people...

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : mmhmm

(TXT to Alexander Seth Hyacinth) Ravn : Tell you what, we'll pick up microwave popcorn. It's a school. That's usually full of students. There'll be a microwave oven somewhere.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : It's true. I was there.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Fast little shits

(TXT to Ravn Hyacinth Seth) Alexander : I was not there. When I was there, there were giant germs sliming people.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : Don't call the students names, Seth.

(TXT to Alexander Seth Hyacinth) Ravn : He meant the gremlins. Who are probably cousins of your sex crazed gnomes.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : I'm sorry I missed the reason I should go to the Safeway ever

(TXT to Seth Ravn Hyacinth) Alexander : It would be good for you.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : they are not my gnomes! And my brother is not allowed to pass the family gene all over those gnomes like it's Oakland County!

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Are those of any relation to sex dwarfs?

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : I'm pretty sure I don't even want to ask about sex dwarfs.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : They lure disco dollies into a life of vice. Isn't that nice?

(TXT to Ravn Hyacinth Seth) Alexander : I'm a little sex dwarf, short and stout.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : (It's from a song.)

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : I. DO. NOT. WANT. TO. SEE. YOUR. SPOUT!

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : I'm not old enough to have this conversation.

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : You text me at this time of night, you get what you get.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : All the regrets. And probably a complaint for laughing too loud from the lady who runs this bed and breakfast.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : So, how authentic do you want your Denmark experience to be, Hyacinth? Do I rent a car here, or do you want to -snicker- enjoy the railway?

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : Oooh Soft Cell or Leather strip reference, Monaghan?

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : I Got to see the latter in concert when I was in Atlanta. Great show.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Soft Cell.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Haven't heard Leather Strip. I'll have to check it out.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Think I'll rent a car. I'm not sure I'm ready for the railway.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : If you are hanging garland on more than your tree you might dig it.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : Jostles too much or too many people?

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Both. Getting bumped into by people isn't my idea of fun.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Trains themselves are pretty comfortable but the stations aren't.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Also, trains go under most of the Great Belt, cars go over.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : You wanna drive over the ocean for 25 minutes, right?

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Hrm. I think I am a one garland kinda guy, but I will look into it anyway.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : Well we'll see how I do. In Wales I could keep people more than 4' from me at all times

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : I think you mixed a metaphor, Seth. I was referring to your Kilt situation.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : picture of a bridge

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : I probably did. It's ugly o'clock and I am tired.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Just stick with the blue ribbons, Seth.

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : I no longer know what we're talking about, but I find it entertaining.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Give Rosencrantz that opportunity some day, it'll really make his week.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : When I wear a kilt, I will wear a ribbon. Be prepared. Boy scout motto. No, I wasn't a boy scout.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : I'm just happy people are taking interest in any effort to dress up

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : I think I was speculating on whether to rent a car or reserve train seats, Alexander. Seth was being asked how many garlands he can hang on his personal tree.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : 😆

(TXT to Seth Ravn Hyacinth) Alexander : Oh. Hm. Car. And no opinion on the other matter.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : omg I've been up for 20 hours and I love everything about this conversation

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : OH. Is THAT the metaphor? Yeah, some things I think I should probably plead the 5th on, or whatever.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : I'm tired.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Yeah, going for the car so Hyacinth gets to drive across the ocean, not under it.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : Don't drown me!

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Hah. In good news, you won't need to apply for a visa since you'll be staying for less than 60 days.

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : Don't drown Hyacinth.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : There's this little island in the middle of the Belt with a light house and an old insane asylum.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Closed down now, of course, but haunted as all hell.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Sounds like a fun place to visit....

(TXT to Ravn Hyacinth Seth) Alexander : It does! I would like to go.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Oh, it's very pretty, just, the experience was ruined a little for me, yes.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : Alexander and I went to one before. That was quite the experience

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : It's a women's asylum, or was. For containment and eugenics practises on medically retarded women.

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : That one was terrible.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : :👻:skull:

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : When I was a kid, you'd have to sail across the Belt. Took an hour.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : It was a nice break, get out and stretch your legs, buy a sandwich, walk the deck a bit.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : They built that bridge in the late 80s, but the ferries still sailed for a while after.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : I assume we mean the boat, but I can never completely tell with you

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Yes, ferries are boats.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Just, a little big.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : As in, can transport ten rail wagons and fifty cars.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Hey, Alexander gets to obsess about murder, I obsess about boats.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : That's a big ferry.

(TXT to Ravn Hyacinth Seth) Alexander : Boats are nice. Not as interesting as murder. But nice.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : How do you feel about murder on boats?

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : Usually pretty interesting. Lots of ways to dispose of the body, but depending on the size and construction of the boat, a high chance of leaving forensic evidence. Not to mention the logistic challenges of murdering in cramped quarters.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : Well I'm not a hitman...woman? Is it Hitperson now? I don't know the nomenclature.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : Strikepersons?

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : Wait that's the Union

(TXT to Seth Ravn Hyacinth) Alexander : Pretty sure you call a hitman whatever they want to be called.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : I bet it's independent trouble shooting person.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : ...

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : Also Alexander t if you just leave them in the small space indefinitely it'll solve itself.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : -takes notes-

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : So...

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : I mean, I need to talk to Mac sometime about a picture of a horse.

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : I appreciate your commitment to the thought exercise, Hyacinth.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : You know my feelings on the veil, Alexander.

(TXT to Seth Ravn Hyacinth) Alexander : I do.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Wasn't there one with a lamb too? I seem to recall something on Friendzone...

(TXT to Ravn Hyacinth Seth) Alexander : The lamb picture was cute.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Ravn Christ, Superstar - https://pin.it/3y9ao3Q

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : At least I just look like an idiot in that picture. But no one is asking if I wore pants.

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : In my defense, it does not look like you were wearing pants.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : WHY WOULD YOU DEFAULT TO ASSUME I GET NAKED WITH HORSES

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : You never said why you were wearing that sweater though!

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Equis?

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : I DID. It was COLD. I BORROWED it.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : Ravn that's not what riding bareback means. In any capacity

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : What I don't remember is what the fuck I was doing with the lamb.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : I thought you meant the tiny goat!

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : ...

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : I don't judge why people like to get naked, unless it's illegal.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Christ, you people. I hated that horse. Now I hate it even more, and I think it's dead.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : Don't dot dot dot me. I graduated from art school. I know shit.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : You love us.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : If that horse is still alive I am buying it and leaving it tied to your mail box.

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : Do I need to open an investigation into the horse's death? I'm seeing a motive here.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : :snicker:

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : And this is how I definitely have motive to burn down Mac's shop a second time.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : The way he phrased that makes it sound he did it the first time...

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : You're getting everyone a pony? Last night I felt special too lol

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : ...

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : Stay good, Ravn.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : (gif of that skinny old lady from The Emperor's New Groove going WHY ME)

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Alexander, I have to ask.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Have you ever accidentally said, 'stay good, Riff' by accident because that's a reference to an old and obscure web comic?

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Just accidentally by accident. Like someone who Englishes real good.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : (photoshopped image of Ravn's head from the lamb photo onto of Daniel Radcliff's body on this poster: https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-putEqhwBFl4/Tba-1uSpBxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Dh1S1U7NDhE/s1600/equus_hires_1.jpg)

(TXT to Ravn Hyacinth Seth) Alexander : I liked that webcomic. 🙂 I don't read much fiction, but it was funny.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : I'm going to make Rosencrantz teach me to how to sugar gas tanks.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : It's still running, Alexander.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Don't even think about it, Darth

(TXT to Ravn Hyacinth Seth) Alexander : Yes, but it stopped being funny.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : ... Oh. You too. Yeah, I stopped reading it a few years ago, for that reason. Still love the ferret though.

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : There are more interesting things you can do to engines, anyway.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Teach me, senpai.

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : ::thumbs up emoji::

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : I'll show you, just not on the boat.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : No, please don't ruin my boat.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : WOW that came late in context 0.0

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Well, that guy's boat. I still just rent it.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : :😬

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : Your boat is fine

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Please don't murder anyone on my boat either.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : It's bad enough that Vydal refers to it as the Good Ship Cannabis Discowhore.

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : But if you do, I will investigate it.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : :💣

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Cannabis Discowhore?

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : I swear to god if you got Vyv stoned I want video of it

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Now I need to start a band with that name, and I don't even play an instrument. Ravn..it is up to you.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : It's a boat from 70s. It used to belong to a guy who liked dope and underage girls. And people here in Gray Harbor read things.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : yes, we do. omg

(TXT to Seth Ravn Hyacinth) Alexander : ick

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Grant Baxter nearly fell overboard when he took a shot at it.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Bit too graphical. He and Aidan Kinney ended up performing a whole little ritual cleansing.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : I'm picturing incense and playing the Grateful Dead backwards

(TXT to Seth Ravn Hyacinth) Alexander : Did they actually cleanse the memories?

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : This conversation has taken some weird turns... I need a drink

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : With a bunch of giggling 14 year olds in hot pants.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : I'm not sure, I mean, I don't read things. But they both seemed a lot more comfortable afterwards so I imagine they at least cleansed the mental sensation of sticking to anything you touch.

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : good.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : Yeah I'm good on the details. I don't think I need them. I'm glad it got sorted

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Well, I'd have known if the boat was haunted, and since I don't read things, it didn't bother me. But it clearly made them uncomfortable, so yeah, it was good to get that sorted out.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Now all there is on my boat to bother anyone is cat hair.

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : Who is watching your cat?

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : This is the most bizarre Christmas Evening ever. I think...I needed this.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : I really hope it isnt' me, because I don't remember that conversation

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : I paid one of the kids in the park to look after her and make she gets fed. On the boat. Because that's where she is when I'm not home. She hates that trailer.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : OMG yeah do you need me to have your cat borded if you're extending your stay or you have it

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : I didn't just say 'good luck' to my cat and fly off.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : But boarding up a Veil touched stray at some pet sitter -- I figured that might not be a good idea, either.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Wait...is Denmark in the future? Is it already Christmas there? 🎄 🎇 🎍

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : I'll just text the kid, tell her I'll be a few days more, and yes, of course I'm paying extra for those days.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Yeah, I'm 9 hours ahead of you. And we celebrate Christmas in the evening of the 24th so -- yeah.

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : Merry Christmas. And I could have done it.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Great! Here is your gift! :snapshot of a bottle of scotch: "Now, let's toast."

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : It's all right? I don't have any reason to think the girl I paid won't do what I paid her to do. It's not like it's difficult and she likes the cat. Unlike me, she can actually touch it.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Oh god, no. I had WAY too much to drink last night.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : That's how this whole conversation started. I was bored in Reykjavik, I got drunk, and apparently, I babbled at poor Hyacinth for three hours.

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : ::stocking emoji::

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Why are you back there again?

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : :🎁

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Needed to sign some papers, apply for a visa for permanent residence in the US, and figured that I might as meet the veterans I'll be tutoring online next year while I'm here. I'm not going to pick up and head south towards Mexico any time soon, you know?

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : ::sends pic of red shiny bathrobe, and though there is a big of a cleavage shot (for what of it there is) she's toasting with the bottom of what might be Bailey's or Rum Chatta.:: Cheers, gents.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : I just wondered why you couldn't do things online. Now a day you can just sigh shit electronically.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : And I don't feel like spending the whole day with the woman that murdered half our family and smiling through it so I'm going to go tour a school.

(TXT to Seth Ravn Hyacinth) Alexander : ::sad face emoji::

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : I could probably handle the visa part electronically, sure.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : I can't leave the family stranded to her tender clutches, and she's agreed to let me try to do things my way but we'll see how well that goes over.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Wait, who murdered what now?

(TXT to Ravn Hyacinth Seth) Alexander : i don't suppose she talked about whether she plans to shatter my soul when I die?

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : Alexander I really don't want to do that to you. 🙁

(TXT to Seth Ravn Hyacinth) Alexander : I would prefer if you didn't.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : Yeah, me too

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : It's the heart of the whole Baxter/Addington feud, Seth. Basically, some ancient Addington struck some kind of devil's bargain with the Veil, and the Baxters are the fodder. And everyone on both sides end up dead and miserable.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : I've been trying to unravel it because, well, that's kind of what I do.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : It's why I took over the sawmill and have been trying to find more information about finding some other way to fix things.

(TXT to Seth Ravn Hyacinth) Alexander : We don't know if it was the Addingtons. The Baxters were also assholes.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Huh.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : Thank you, Mr. Clayton. That strangely means a lot.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : We don't know anything factual either way, no. But we do know how these stories usually go, and my bet is on an Addington spotting a shortcut. Which definitely does not rule out the Baxters being assholes as well.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : Seth there's a reason why things are thin here and that's terrible people did a terrible thing and more people acting terribly perpetuated it

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Either way, it wasn't either of you, and feeling guilty for what your ancestors did leads to really bad places. Trust me. I've got 850 years' worth of them.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : This is pretty much out of my wheelhouse.

(TXT to Ravn Hyacinth Seth) Alexander : My direct Baxter ancestor cut my throat open. I don't have any family allegiance. And one of the shattered ghosts would like me to annihilate my own soul to snuff out all the lights. Assholes.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : I've been possessed by her dreams more than I'd like to having made people do things and obliterating the souls of your relatives, Alexander so... I'm...sorry?

(TXT to Seth Ravn Hyacinth) Alexander : It's okay.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : WOW we went from titty pic of Seth to our personal demons, Alexander. This is a cornucopia of thoughts here

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : These dreams suck. I haven't had many of them, but I do not like them.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : We should meet and compare notes when I get back.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Well, my pecs do bring out the worst in people? I got nothing.

(TXT to Ravn Hyacinth Seth) Alexander : It's very late for most of us. And the Dreams are terrible. Mostly. SOmetimes they're just weird? I've been in video games, and I was a warlock once.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : I'd like to be there when you compare notes, if that's ok.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : Alexander that last one might be a memory. Have you checked?

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : I mean, I am a folklorist. I may actually be able to contribute something.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : That's fine by me. Byron might have some missing bits

(TXT to Seth Ravn Hyacinth) Alexander : I'm fine with it. They're not my secrets. And although I did once do ritual magic with one of the cults, nothing ever really happened except everyone got high and horny.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : I'll just sit here sipping scotch.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Isn't that the premise for most cults?

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : ... And society events.

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : No. Magical thinking tends to be present in all cults, as well as some degree of ritual, but only a relatively small portion of it name it explicitly magic. This group was very John Dee inspired, ceremonial magick, and all of that. It was fun.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Sounds more fun than most society events I've had to attend.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : The guy with the tractors?

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : That's John Deere.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : Do you mow little crop circles and things?

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : ... Why the hell do I know that.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : :picture of Ogre from Revenge of the Nerds screaming 'NERD':

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : (sends picture)

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Hey, that's pretty

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : If you wnat to mow my lawn like that I won't mind. We can have August do the spiraly thing to the shrubs to go with

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Do I look like a guy who mows lawns?

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : (I'm great at cleaning things. Not so great at living things).

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : All the more reason to give it a try.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : I have managed to keep my two potted plants alive for a month.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : This is a record.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : (Don't tell Ravn, I replaced them with silk ones.)

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Hey, if I never notice, consider it a successful covert operation.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Anyway, I should get some sleep. It's getting late over here on my side of the pond and apparently I'm going out to rent a car tomorrow. 😆

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : ...he says, after texting at us here on the dark side of the morning for a while.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Hyacinth, let me know when to pick you up in Kastrup, and what flight you'll be on -- unless you catch a case of sanity and decide not to go after all.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : I think I am going to go for a run. I'm up anyway...(thanks Ravn)

(TXT to Ravn Hyacinth Seth) Alexander : Don't die, any of you.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Hey, I suffer for horse pictures, you suffer for this.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : No promises.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : I was offering the mowing to Alexander. he was the one in the Agrarian crop cult

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Phew.

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : I charge reasonable rates.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : I'm forwarding my travel itinerary to your email.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : If I ever do end up getting a place somewhere in the Harbor that's not a boat or a trailer, I may get back to you on that.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : Alexander can I hire you to snoop up on my house twice this week? My gazebo doesn't bite.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Never trust a gazebo, Gygax' ghost will cry.

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : Yes, Hyacinth. If you want.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Stay safe, all. See ya around.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : (picture of Ravn's naked feet sticking out from under a duvet)

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Seriously, though, let's get together when we get back.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : We'll make Seth cook and discuss local history.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : I would appreciate that and compensate you your time. I'd leave you the key but I trust you'll manage

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Why do I gotta cook?

(TXT to Ravn Hyacinth Seth) Alexander : I can't pick locks. The key would be appreciated.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Because pizza rolls.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : And we till. Thank you. You also. Also when is Seth cooking for us?

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : ... Remind me to teach you, Alexander. It's not hard.

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : Someone has already promised. Just have to take them up on it.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : If I put the key in a divinci cipher will that do?

(TXT to Seth Ravn Hyacinth) Alexander : That would be fun.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Well, let me know if you want some tips from me too, or if the other person falls through.

(TXT to Seth Hyacinth Ravn) Alexander : Yes.

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : ...

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : OMG does Vyv know you are eating pizza rolls?

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : What?

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : srs tho save me some and never tell him I'm doing this. That sounds kind of amazing

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Look. It was ONE TIME. Ok, twice. Blame Vic.

(TXT to Ravn Hyacinth Seth) Alexander : We could make loaded fries, too. Ruin people forever.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : THEY ARE GOOD

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : Ok, i'll just add more miles to my run...

(TXT to Ravn Alexander Hyacinth) Seth : 🖕

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Eh, just do what I do

(TXT to Seth Alexander Hyacinth) Ravn : Forget most meals.

(TXT to Seth Alexander Ravn) Hyacinth : done