Eight letters. Begins with r, ends in g, there's a double p in the middle there... rippling? Do we think it's rippling? 'His rippling lupine muscles', does that one sound like a quote? I'd ask Nina, but-- she wouldn't know--
No, Mitchell, of course she wouldn't, because I'm not about to get shirtless in front of her while lupine, am I! And how about this for a quote for you, how about - sod off, the werewolf said, with rippling lupine annoyance, how does that do -
I don't think annoyance can ripple, can it--and that's not the clue, if you're writing your own crossword, that's one thing, but this one is clear: eight letters. Begins in r, double p in the middle--
[He lowers his magazine again to smirk at George.]
[George turns to Mitchell, giving him a good view of his face - then framing his face with his hands like he's in the bloody music video for "Vogue" or something, just to give Mitchell the unadulterated view - ]
Here, a prime view of my rippling bloody annoyance. Try not to swoon.
[And then he drops his hands and makes a little gesture that looks sort of like shoo.]
And it's rippling. There aren't any other eight letter words with r, double p, and a g at the end.
[He doesn't move to write it down, because of course there's not anything to write down. He just looks at George, grinning vaguely--even after he's dropped his hands, he's still grinning, and watching, and that goes on for a moment before he folds up the magazine and chucks it on the floor, leaving back on the sofa with his hands behind his head.]
Make sure you show that little move to Annie later, she could use the laugh. Rippling.
[Sarcastically, sharply, he throws his hands up around his face in a pantomime of George's gesture--only he puts on a slightly nauseated face whilst doing it.]
This. This is what it looks like-- see why she'll laugh? You do these things and it's like you've never actually seen yourself--if you had, you wouldn't do them--
With your hands framing your face like that? It was like the world's most boring marionette show. A giant face puppet. I couldn't tell if I was meant t' be impressed or meant t' laugh.
[A beat; he adds, judiciously:] A handsome enough puppet, I s'ppose. Better than Muffin the Mule, not that that's saying much.
[And before George can get all George about that, he quickly goes on--]
Look, what I wanted t' ask you in the first place is, have you noticed Annie lately, or have you been too busy with your ripply werewolf muscles and your romantic reading list.
I've... [He wants to get George about that, very George about it, but that's a strange question and he gets distracted with it.] Of course I've noticed her. She...says things. Many, many things. Sometimes when I'm on the phone. Or writing, and then that annoying thing happens - you know, when you're writing, and she's talking at you, and suddenly you start writing what she's saying.
The writing one's just a you thing, I think, that's never happened t' me.
[But Annie does have a tendency to chatter on in moments of extreme concentration, and so Mitchell has to wince a little.]
Look, she can't help it, yeah? She's a ghost. It's not like she's got a lot of other outlets for conversation--she's not even leavin' the house, for God's sake, what d'you expect her t' do besides talk?
[He raises his hands, warding off any impassioned defense of Mitchell's comrade-in-deadness.]
Believe me, I am perfectly well aware of her reasons for needing to talk to people. And I am happy to have her here. We are all happy to have her here. I'm simply saying, Mitchell, sometimes it's nice to have a bit of peace and quiet so that I can read a few minutes. Uninterrupted. Intellectual things.
Alternating between the Antiques Roadshow and Secret Diary of a Call Girl doesn't actually count as intellectual, y'know. Not even if you're wearing glasses as you watch.
[It's not even a werewolf thing, this lack of understanding. This is a George thing, and a not-being-dead thing--but moreover, a George thing. George, who likes quiet and rooms without mugs of tea everywhere (which he has also complained about, often, usually in hissed whispers when Annie isn't around, which is a nice gesture even if it's still a complaint).
So, fine, Mitchell sighs.]
Look, I'll try t' be around more so she's got someone else t' talk to--I've just been dealin' with a lot of shit lately--but it won't matter. She'll still talk at you as you're reading, that's just... who she is.
[But there's no denying that - but he watched it purely because of Billie Piper and her considerable acting talents, and the subject matter and perhaps the occasional titillating scene was unnecessary - incidental - unwelcome, even, not like he was doing it for a wank - and - right - ]
And it would be good if you were around more, and thank you very much for committing to being around more, it is, I should say, about time. [A stiff nod, but then he feels like he has add - ] But just because...you should be around more. If Annie wants to talk at me, that's...fine. It's fine. [And he has to finish up with - ] I...do like her. You know.
[The fact that George doesn't finish his protest of not actually having watched Secret Diary of a Call Girl is not lost on Mitchell, who was giving him a sceptical sort of look. Really.
But all right, he'll give George that one. He's merciful, sometimes, for the right people.]
D'you try and guilt me because you've got too much guilt, and you've got to, sort of, spread it around? I just want to understand the process-- and while you're at it, do you actually like Annie, because you're protesting and stammering a great deal on that point.
No, Mitchell, I was lying. Well done. Well spotted. You must have done some walking about with Sherlock Holmes with those skills of deduction, haven't you done. Yes, I like her, when is the last time I pretended to like someone I didn't like.
[He shoots Mitchell a Look, because really. But then he thinks about it and that Look changes to a Look.]
Anyway, why are you so interested in my feelings on her?
[Defensively, he straightens up from his slouch a bit.]
Because you're going on about how annoyed you are, with her talking, and her interrupting--and you're always whispering in my ear about how she's leavin' out the mugs, and the biscuits--and you know she can't really wash the floors or anything, so don't suggest it anymore-- [Never mind those suggestions are probably more directed at Mitchell--]
And, look, her-- her anniversary is comin' up. That's why. Not the wedding. The-- other one.
[He makes a little face, because big parties are bollocks; good parties are three, four people, sitting around, chatting, eating something he cooked, and then watching an old movie after. That's a good party.]
Tea on every surface. Not a biscuit un-pre-soaked from her obsessive dunking. We can invite some of the other ghosts from around. If there...there are other ghosts around. It can be...Us Day. Ask her to plan it, too. Keep her mind off other things.
[He wrinkles his nose a little. It sounds a little bit...weak, now that he's put it out there.]
[He blinks a few times, surprised that George has even suggested this.]
A party.
[A party. George is suggesting a party, which, all right, while his plans are sort of weirdly adorable and thoughtful, it's also a stretch for George, who doesn't really like guests, or dirt on the carpets (which really this won't be a problem, right, if they're ghosts), or biscuits not on plates--
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Date: 2013-05-07 12:08 am (UTC)Eight letters. Begins with r, ends in g, there's a double p in the middle there... rippling? Do we think it's rippling? 'His rippling lupine muscles', does that one sound like a quote? I'd ask Nina, but-- she wouldn't know--
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Date: 2013-05-07 04:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-05-07 05:54 am (UTC)[He lowers his magazine again to smirk at George.]
Can I see your rippling annoyance?
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Date: 2013-05-07 01:36 pm (UTC)[George turns to Mitchell, giving him a good view of his face - then framing his face with his hands like he's in the bloody music video for "Vogue" or something, just to give Mitchell the unadulterated view - ]
Here, a prime view of my rippling bloody annoyance. Try not to swoon.
[And then he drops his hands and makes a little gesture that looks sort of like shoo.]
And it's rippling. There aren't any other eight letter words with r, double p, and a g at the end.
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Date: 2013-05-07 02:34 pm (UTC)Make sure you show that little move to Annie later, she could use the laugh. Rippling.
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Date: 2013-05-07 02:37 pm (UTC)[But that did catch his ear a little bit, and so he gets distracted by - ]
Why - why could Annie use the laugh?
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Date: 2013-05-07 03:37 pm (UTC)[Sarcastically, sharply, he throws his hands up around his face in a pantomime of George's gesture--only he puts on a slightly nauseated face whilst doing it.]
This. This is what it looks like-- see why she'll laugh? You do these things and it's like you've never actually seen yourself--if you had, you wouldn't do them--
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Date: 2013-05-07 03:38 pm (UTC)[He tosses his head upwards and grumbles - ]
I looked considerably more handsome than that, for one.
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Date: 2013-05-07 04:56 pm (UTC)[A beat; he adds, judiciously:] A handsome enough puppet, I s'ppose. Better than Muffin the Mule, not that that's saying much.
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Date: 2013-05-07 05:00 pm (UTC)[Which is a much less clever retort, and that makes him grumpier still.]
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Date: 2013-05-07 05:27 pm (UTC)Maybe slightly.
[And before George can get all George about that, he quickly goes on--]
Look, what I wanted t' ask you in the first place is, have you noticed Annie lately, or have you been too busy with your ripply werewolf muscles and your romantic reading list.
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Date: 2013-05-07 05:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-05-07 06:15 pm (UTC)[But Annie does have a tendency to chatter on in moments of extreme concentration, and so Mitchell has to wince a little.]
Look, she can't help it, yeah? She's a ghost. It's not like she's got a lot of other outlets for conversation--she's not even leavin' the house, for God's sake, what d'you expect her t' do besides talk?
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Date: 2013-05-07 06:19 pm (UTC)[He raises his hands, warding off any impassioned defense of Mitchell's comrade-in-deadness.]
Believe me, I am perfectly well aware of her reasons for needing to talk to people. And I am happy to have her here. We are all happy to have her here. I'm simply saying, Mitchell, sometimes it's nice to have a bit of peace and quiet so that I can read a few minutes. Uninterrupted. Intellectual things.
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Date: 2013-05-07 06:50 pm (UTC)[It's not even a werewolf thing, this lack of understanding. This is a George thing, and a not-being-dead thing--but moreover, a George thing. George, who likes quiet and rooms without mugs of tea everywhere (which he has also complained about, often, usually in hissed whispers when Annie isn't around, which is a nice gesture even if it's still a complaint).
So, fine, Mitchell sighs.]
Look, I'll try t' be around more so she's got someone else t' talk to--I've just been dealin' with a lot of shit lately--but it won't matter. She'll still talk at you as you're reading, that's just... who she is.
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Date: 2013-05-07 07:50 pm (UTC)[But there's no denying that - but he watched it purely because of Billie Piper and her considerable acting talents, and the subject matter and perhaps the occasional titillating scene was unnecessary - incidental - unwelcome, even, not like he was doing it for a wank - and - right - ]
And it would be good if you were around more, and thank you very much for committing to being around more, it is, I should say, about time. [A stiff nod, but then he feels like he has add - ] But just because...you should be around more. If Annie wants to talk at me, that's...fine. It's fine. [And he has to finish up with - ] I...do like her. You know.
I would kill for you to app George. I would actually kill. your perfection cannot be wasted.
Date: 2013-05-07 08:41 pm (UTC)But all right, he'll give George that one. He's merciful, sometimes, for the right people.]
D'you try and guilt me because you've got too much guilt, and you've got to, sort of, spread it around? I just want to understand the process-- and while you're at it, do you actually like Annie, because you're protesting and stammering a great deal on that point.
Yes but WHOM would you kill
Date: 2013-05-07 08:51 pm (UTC)[He shoots Mitchell a Look, because really. But then he thinks about it and that Look changes to a Look.]
Anyway, why are you so interested in my feelings on her?
anyone you wanted.
Date: 2013-05-07 09:52 pm (UTC)Because you're going on about how annoyed you are, with her talking, and her interrupting--and you're always whispering in my ear about how she's leavin' out the mugs, and the biscuits--and you know she can't really wash the floors or anything, so don't suggest it anymore-- [Never mind those suggestions are probably more directed at Mitchell--]
And, look, her-- her anniversary is comin' up. That's why. Not the wedding. The-- other one.
Let's just say that I BELIEBE we can work something out
Date: 2013-05-07 10:04 pm (UTC)[He hesitates a moment, then says, thoughtfully - ]
But that also means...it's close to the anniversary of us moving in, isn't it.
ok but Fawn Liebowitz already died in a kiln explosion
Date: 2013-05-08 12:41 am (UTC)Ye-ah. And?
goddamn dickinson girls
Date: 2013-05-08 12:54 am (UTC)[He makes a little face, because big parties are bollocks; good parties are three, four people, sitting around, chatting, eating something he cooked, and then watching an old movie after. That's a good party.]
Tea on every surface. Not a biscuit un-pre-soaked from her obsessive dunking. We can invite some of the other ghosts from around. If there...there are other ghosts around. It can be...Us Day. Ask her to plan it, too. Keep her mind off other things.
[He wrinkles his nose a little. It sounds a little bit...weak, now that he's put it out there.]
w/e toga
Date: 2013-05-08 02:21 am (UTC)A party.
[A party. George is suggesting a party, which, all right, while his plans are sort of weirdly adorable and thoughtful, it's also a stretch for George, who doesn't really like guests, or dirt on the carpets (which really this won't be a problem, right, if they're ghosts), or biscuits not on plates--
Slowly, he begins to grin.]
Do you actually mean that.
It fosters togatherness
Date: 2013-05-08 02:28 am (UTC)[He gives a bit of a sigh, and grumbles on:]
Anyway, I don't much care for sharing our space, but I like Annie being...unhappy even less. So - [A windy sigh - ] Yes! Let's have an...Annie-party.
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Date: 2013-05-08 03:09 am (UTC)[He is definitely grinning at George.]
All right. Yeah. An Annie-party-y-- hey! [He sits up, inspired.] It should be a surprise!
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