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lavandarlizard2Um... sort of. ^___^
This is a little longer; maybe boring, but it has to be done. *sigh* We all hate moving. =p
I have a new resolution. NEVER enter the local grocery store between the hours of 1100 and 1300 on a weekday. >_< Not unless you feel like going zero on old people. And a clueless clerk who will probably remember me for a while. >_> I'll have to avoid his lane. =_=
“Hello, Gisela. This is Duo.”
“Hello! How are you? And how is Ctik?”
“He’s still in transition, but we’re working on finding him a permanent residence. That’s why I called. Ctik will need some furnishings once he has a place; do you mind him taking some things from the house?”
“Oh, my god, of course not! It’s his house! Most of the contents predate even Vivian’s time. And most of it is on a huge scale; there’s no way I could move it into a modern house or apartment.”
“Wonderful. Gisela, I’ve been placed in charge of getting Ctik settled, so I’m going to assume some authority; if you disagree, feel free to consult with Ctik. I can have him call you tonight.”
“Duo, I know you folks have only the best intentions toward Ctik, so I will trust whatever you suggest.”
I almost wanted to kiss her. Why couldn’t more Humans be so easy to deal with?
“You are too kind,” I demurred politely, and then jumped right in. “I would like to pack and ship Ctik’s goods now, so that he doesn’t have to wait when we find a place for him; would that be all right with you?”
“Certainly! Not that it matters, but it would take a huge weight off my shoulders right now, to know that it was taken care of. Ctik had a large suite on the upper floors; I know he’ll want everything from those rooms, and there are some pieces in the rest of the house that are family heirlooms that he should have…” She trailed off thoughtfully. “You know, Duo; this house has over 30 rooms. It really is a damn mansion. Aside from the suite and the things I know he loves, I’m not sure what else he might want. I do know it’ll take more than one truck to move it all. Maybe several.” I heard a click and fancied that Gisela was making her own list.
“Are movers expensive?” I muttered half to myself.
“They sure can be,” she replied.
Inazuma sat up and waved a hand at me. I covered the phone. “What?”
“Trowa’s Clan do house-moving,” he said excitedly. “That’s the Clan business; remember?”
Well, duh. I’d gotten that whole tour on my first visit, including some up-close-and-personal looks at those monstrous trucks. I rolled my eyes at myself. “Call them for me?”
He grinned and produced his cell phone.
“Gisela, one of my colleagues in the office is from a Clan that has a house-moving business; we’re calling them right now to see if they could do the job.” I could almost hear her smile.
“If they’re good, do you think I could hire them? I am so tired of dealing with sharks.”
“I don’t see why not; Trowa says they do a lot of non-Magical work.”
Across the room Inazuma was in an animated conversation punctuated with smiling and laughing, so that seemed a good sign. He looked at me and made a ‘thumbs-up’ sign.
“Would it be all right for me to give them your contact number? That way you can explain what the job is and work out the deal.”
“That would be excellent!”
Zuma sent a piece of paper fluttering my way with the formal name of the Clan business and their phone number, as well as a website. I read it off to Gisela and sent the paper back to Zuma with Gisela’s name and number and general location. I got another thumbs-up.
“Okay, Gisela; they’ll be contacting you shortly. Thanks so much for helping me with this. I know it will ease Ctik’s mind as well. Oh, I’m going to see to getting him a cell phone tonight or tomorrow, so he can call you himself.”
“I hope he will,” she said hesitantly. “The kids miss him and Michael is especially concerned.”
“Well, as far as I can see, Ctik is not mad at any of you; just Miles.”
“And well he should be,” she snorted. “Thank you, Duo. I’ll call you back as soon as I have the arrangements made. Oh. Where am I shipping Ctik’s stuff to?”
“Oops. The movers also do storage, so if they would store it for a bit, that will be fine.”
“Okay. Good. Thanks for being there for Ctik; he’s a good guy.”
We hung up and I let out a Banshee shriek. “All right! Another accomplishment!” I grabbed Inazuma and whirled him around the room. “Yay!”
He laughed and we twirled about for a minute. “That’s not so hard, is it?”
“I need to have you helping me!”
“I already am.”
“I mean officially!” I stopped suddenly and Zuma almost ran into me. “Oh. Wait. If this is some kind of review, that might not be allowed,” I said in dismay. “I don’t want to cheat.”
“I can’t imagine Q being that literal,” he said thoughtfully. “I had to do a project a couple of years ago, for my proficiency, and I was questioning everybody in sight. No one seemed to mind,” he offered hopefully.
That sounded logical. Surely Q didn’t expect me to know everything; he did say that I “would learn”. Then again, he *was* a Wizard and they were known to be devious…
Well, dammit. I would just have to ask when he returned. In the meantime, I’d add to my list.
I returned to crocheting and Inazuma returned to his book. We tossed ideas back and forth as they occurred to us for another hour or so and then walked over to the dining hall for lunch.
This is a little longer; maybe boring, but it has to be done. *sigh* We all hate moving. =p
I have a new resolution. NEVER enter the local grocery store between the hours of 1100 and 1300 on a weekday. >_< Not unless you feel like going zero on old people. And a clueless clerk who will probably remember me for a while. >_> I'll have to avoid his lane. =_=
“Hello, Gisela. This is Duo.”
“Hello! How are you? And how is Ctik?”
“He’s still in transition, but we’re working on finding him a permanent residence. That’s why I called. Ctik will need some furnishings once he has a place; do you mind him taking some things from the house?”
“Oh, my god, of course not! It’s his house! Most of the contents predate even Vivian’s time. And most of it is on a huge scale; there’s no way I could move it into a modern house or apartment.”
“Wonderful. Gisela, I’ve been placed in charge of getting Ctik settled, so I’m going to assume some authority; if you disagree, feel free to consult with Ctik. I can have him call you tonight.”
“Duo, I know you folks have only the best intentions toward Ctik, so I will trust whatever you suggest.”
I almost wanted to kiss her. Why couldn’t more Humans be so easy to deal with?
“You are too kind,” I demurred politely, and then jumped right in. “I would like to pack and ship Ctik’s goods now, so that he doesn’t have to wait when we find a place for him; would that be all right with you?”
“Certainly! Not that it matters, but it would take a huge weight off my shoulders right now, to know that it was taken care of. Ctik had a large suite on the upper floors; I know he’ll want everything from those rooms, and there are some pieces in the rest of the house that are family heirlooms that he should have…” She trailed off thoughtfully. “You know, Duo; this house has over 30 rooms. It really is a damn mansion. Aside from the suite and the things I know he loves, I’m not sure what else he might want. I do know it’ll take more than one truck to move it all. Maybe several.” I heard a click and fancied that Gisela was making her own list.
“Are movers expensive?” I muttered half to myself.
“They sure can be,” she replied.
Inazuma sat up and waved a hand at me. I covered the phone. “What?”
“Trowa’s Clan do house-moving,” he said excitedly. “That’s the Clan business; remember?”
Well, duh. I’d gotten that whole tour on my first visit, including some up-close-and-personal looks at those monstrous trucks. I rolled my eyes at myself. “Call them for me?”
He grinned and produced his cell phone.
“Gisela, one of my colleagues in the office is from a Clan that has a house-moving business; we’re calling them right now to see if they could do the job.” I could almost hear her smile.
“If they’re good, do you think I could hire them? I am so tired of dealing with sharks.”
“I don’t see why not; Trowa says they do a lot of non-Magical work.”
Across the room Inazuma was in an animated conversation punctuated with smiling and laughing, so that seemed a good sign. He looked at me and made a ‘thumbs-up’ sign.
“Would it be all right for me to give them your contact number? That way you can explain what the job is and work out the deal.”
“That would be excellent!”
Zuma sent a piece of paper fluttering my way with the formal name of the Clan business and their phone number, as well as a website. I read it off to Gisela and sent the paper back to Zuma with Gisela’s name and number and general location. I got another thumbs-up.
“Okay, Gisela; they’ll be contacting you shortly. Thanks so much for helping me with this. I know it will ease Ctik’s mind as well. Oh, I’m going to see to getting him a cell phone tonight or tomorrow, so he can call you himself.”
“I hope he will,” she said hesitantly. “The kids miss him and Michael is especially concerned.”
“Well, as far as I can see, Ctik is not mad at any of you; just Miles.”
“And well he should be,” she snorted. “Thank you, Duo. I’ll call you back as soon as I have the arrangements made. Oh. Where am I shipping Ctik’s stuff to?”
“Oops. The movers also do storage, so if they would store it for a bit, that will be fine.”
“Okay. Good. Thanks for being there for Ctik; he’s a good guy.”
We hung up and I let out a Banshee shriek. “All right! Another accomplishment!” I grabbed Inazuma and whirled him around the room. “Yay!”
He laughed and we twirled about for a minute. “That’s not so hard, is it?”
“I need to have you helping me!”
“I already am.”
“I mean officially!” I stopped suddenly and Zuma almost ran into me. “Oh. Wait. If this is some kind of review, that might not be allowed,” I said in dismay. “I don’t want to cheat.”
“I can’t imagine Q being that literal,” he said thoughtfully. “I had to do a project a couple of years ago, for my proficiency, and I was questioning everybody in sight. No one seemed to mind,” he offered hopefully.
That sounded logical. Surely Q didn’t expect me to know everything; he did say that I “would learn”. Then again, he *was* a Wizard and they were known to be devious…
Well, dammit. I would just have to ask when he returned. In the meantime, I’d add to my list.
I returned to crocheting and Inazuma returned to his book. We tossed ideas back and forth as they occurred to us for another hour or so and then walked over to the dining hall for lunch.
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Date: 2009-07-17 03:21 pm (UTC)Trowa's Clan has been in that business for quite a while, so they're good. ^___^ They even belong to the BBB and a bunch of trade groups. Gotta keep those rambunctious kits occupied. ^__~
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Date: 2009-07-16 07:06 pm (UTC)Duo is making things happen! I hope Q will be understanding!
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Date: 2009-07-17 03:24 pm (UTC)I think Q (and Heero!) was purposely vague, just to see what Duo can do. ^___^ They may regret that... ^__~
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Date: 2009-07-16 10:55 pm (UTC)Puma Moving and Storage? PMS? *giggles*
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Date: 2009-07-17 03:36 pm (UTC)It wasn't him so much as the customer who was waving around the ad and whining that she couldn't find the damn coupon for her lousy pot pies when it was staring her in the face. Full page + a fold-over strip with the coupons for a particular manufacturer's products. One of those "buy 10 of any combination - get $5 off" things and she couldn't seem to grasp that concept. The clerk had just come on shift and didn't know the ad (his fault, yeah) and they were both trying to find a coupon for that particular product, instead of just reading the ad copy. I just went into zero mode and said "it's on the top left! the xxxx coupon!" Both of them looked at me like I was nuts and continued searching for the product name. Then another clerk came over and pointed it out and *finally* they got it. Then the old bat wanted to get another coupon to use for her 6 cans of chili. *facepalm* TEN items! TEN!! you stupid git! So, as my ice cream is melting on the belt, she makes the clerk ring up ten of the damn chili and find her another coupon, and then she leaves the cart at the front (clogging the exit) while she goes to get four more cans. To top it off, she was parked right behind me in the lot and seemed to have trouble getting into her brand-new Dodge pick-up. Can you say 'aneurysm'? O_o
At least she wasn't heading my direction. I might have been tempted to run her off the road. Stressed? Me? O_O
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Date: 2009-07-18 01:22 pm (UTC)I hate that coupon crap... program it into the damn register or something. >_<;
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Date: 2009-07-20 01:24 am (UTC)Wait for the test before you start crossing things off. It could be a lot different. And don't forget to ask about that other med with the "rare" side-effects. >.< They can't be all that rare, and besides, you're a rare bird. ^____^
Check your mail; it came from Kentucky. ^___~
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