iC: Inbox [Asgard]

[bythewaves]

My apologies for my absence
The wind may wander as it wills, and so betimes do I
If you wish, you may leave me a message

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[bythewaves]

Latin. [ Maglor rolls the words around thoughtfully ]

Carpe diem - Seize the day. Words of wisdom indeed.

[sufferably]

There's a rule of humans for you-- anything said in Latin is smart. Primum non nocere, and all that.

Bones. Bones no, Maglor is a language nut...

[bythewaves]

Truly? [ Maglor chuckles lowly ] I will have to ask for lessons then - it sounds a fascinating language.

[sufferably]

I'm no expert. ( he's trying not to laugh. ) Just know what comes up in the field-- it's a language of science.

Evy's an expert, though.

[bythewaves]

Evy? Oh your Miss Eveyln. [ a small amused smirk ]

Well, I will be sure to ask her for lessons then.

[sufferably]

She's not mine. I mean, if anything-- oh, forget it.

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor laughs then, a clear chuckle ] My apologies, Doctor - I could scarce resist such an opening. I will not bring it up again if you prefer.

[sufferably]

Yeah, but now I know you'll be thinking about it.

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor dips his head in acknowledgement and does not hide his smile ]

Aye, I suppose that is true! Well, I will have to be careful for next time, I suppose

[sufferably]

Yeah, yeah. See that you are.

[bythewaves]

[ a low laugh and Maglor tips his glass in salute to McCoy again ]

Far be it from me to antagonise a healer.

[sufferably]

Yeah. You remember that.

( huffing, now. )

[bythewaves]

[ a chuckle and Maglor tops up McCoy's glass ]

Aye, aye. I hear and I obey.

[sufferably]

It's a good strategy. Maybe you should pass it around, some.

[bythewaves]

[ a low laugh is his only response, Maglor tipping the glass and draining it in salute ]