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(No Longer Darth) Revan ([personal profile] therevanchist) wrote in [community profile] wilderlogs2018-06-01 05:34 pm

[OPEN] A Tale Told By an Idiot

Who: Revan and Whoever
What: Misled by the badass title, Revan attempts to read The Sound and the Fury
Where: Philly library
When: Towards the end of the Philly stay
Warnings/Notes: The Sound and the Fury is basically a nonstop parade of awful, so if you want, we can just stick to Revan not knowing what golf is or whatever to avoid dealing with early/mid-20th century race and gender issues and horrid people being horrid to each other.

[Anyone less stubborn would have given up days ago. Revan, on the other hand, is seated at a table in the reference section, surrounded by books pulled from all over the library, none of which seem to have any relationship to each other. A copy of the Concise Oxford, still large enough to brain livestock. A single-volume history of Germany and another one about the state of Mississippi. The official rules of golf. A biography of Thomas Jefferson and a history of Cambridge, England, both pushed off to one side. Harvard Observed: An Illustrated History of the University in the Twentieth Century, published of course by Harvard University Press. Several slim books about Easter, all obviously for children. And so forth.

Directly in front of her, stuffed full of flimsy paper bookmarks printed with the library's hours pilfered from the circulation desk, lies the cause of all the trouble: an unassuming paperback copy of The Sound and the Fury, with all the terrible stock photo cover design a cheap reprint of a classic entails. Revan herself is scribbling something in a spiral-bound notebook with a ballpoint, her surprise at the sheer amount of paper in the city long subsumed by irritation over this maddeningly incomprehensible book she's found.]


Why does it even matter?
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[personal profile] coiledscales 2018-06-01 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Why does what even matter?

[ The voice carries over the stacks and then Alacruun pokes his horned head out from behind one of the shelves. He's mostly taking notes himself, but so far there's been woefully little on actual magic or anything remotely useful. It's all histories and stories of the sort that might be useful to an academic, but not to someone who is trying to research how best to annihilate someone with a gesture.

Pity.
]

Life? Our being here? The universe?
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[personal profile] coiledscales 2018-06-02 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
Ahhhh...

[ Alacruun's eyebrows shoot up just slightly. Marriage. He's never much understood it either, to be honest. Humans seemed to have a thing for it (and quite a few of the other short-lived species too, for that matter). ]

I've never particularly cared about it one way or the other. Humans do seem to consider it important, though. So...

[ He shrugs. Can't help you, Revan. ]
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[personal profile] coiledscales 2018-06-02 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
I take it there is very little sound or fury in the story, then?

[ Alacruun drifts over at a stately pace, a collection of books tucked under his arm. At least he's finding some items that might be worth reading. And he can distract himself with this conversation. ]

Are you going to try and finish it out of spite?

[ He sounds amused by the idea. ]
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[personal profile] coiledscales 2018-06-02 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
I've read more than a few books in my time that could be described like that.

[ Alacruun snorts. He leans over the table to get a better look at her reading material. It looks... well, not interesting, but at least worthwhile. Maybe especially compared to the book she's complaining about. ]

What is it actually about? This particular geographic region?
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[personal profile] coiledscales 2018-06-04 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
I know cities and countries like that. What exactly do they do that makes them so awful? Are they just dull? Or actively malicious and small-minded?

[ There are many ways to be awful. Alacruun is one of them.

But at least he's not boring.
]
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[personal profile] coiledscales 2018-06-05 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, those sorts.

[ Why do people write about small-minded idiots? Mysteries. ]

People with no sense of scale or ambition or a will to do anything but dominate their tiny little corner of the universe. Sad, in a way, but ultimately pathetic.
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[personal profile] coiledscales 2018-06-06 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
Dull-minded author, perhaps? Or maybe it's all the poor benighted soul knew. Write what you know or something like that...

[ He shrugs. ]

I'm... typically more interested in non-fiction.

[ He settles a hand on the table, as if inviting himself to linger. ]
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[personal profile] coiledscales 2018-06-06 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
Any recommendations?

[ He peruses the selection for a moment. ]

-ah, my manners. Have we been introduced?
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[personal profile] coiledscales 2018-06-09 06:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Alacruun.

[ He sketches his own bow and then settles into a chair and leans over the collection of books, a glint in his eye. ]

I've no idea if any of this will be useful, but at least it might be interesting.
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[personal profile] coiledscales 2018-06-13 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
I've no idea what a German is, let alone why one shouldn't be seen with one.

[ He arches a brow and leans over to pick up the book. ]

Maybe they're like orcs. Uncouth or something... Ravaging hordes.

[ That's a little unfair, but. ]
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[personal profile] coiledscales 2018-06-16 04:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Entirely possible. I've know regionalism to be quite strong.

[ Politics of an entire planet are a bit hard to learn. ]
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[personal profile] coiledscales 2018-06-21 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Or something on wilderness survival. I can probably manage on my own, it's almost everyone else I worry about.

[ Mainly because he doesn't want them slowing him down. ]