"Er... yes, okay, I suppose I should tell you that if you're trying to reach me I'm not here, and if you're trying to reach me because you want to do something involving pointy bits of metal or otherwise painful objects, I'm never going to be here. So sorry."
[The reason is Jeff. Or Harley. Depends on perspective. Will hopes Rincewind doesn't turn much redder, doesn't make some long, loud noise. It may attract attention from others and that's surely just bound to make things even more awkward.
Ah.]
I did. [Maybe it's good Rincewind focuses on that. Maybe he'll do his own research later and decide better that way.] If someone's infected, it's possible to spread that through contact with bodily fluids. Blood, vaginal fluids, semen. It can spread through sores, too, and other methods that aren't sexual. [He doesn't think they have to worry about Rincewind using needles. God, he hopes.] So there are methods to protect yourself. Comes in handy if you don't know your partner's medical history very well.
[Rincewind may look something like a skinny, sickly chameleon as Will goes on - he doesn't tend to enjoy even remembering bodily fluids are a thing, and having them listed out is turning him doing interesting things to the color in his face. To say nothing of his expression, which screws up like he's found half a lemon in his mouth when his housemate goes on to mention sores.
Why is it his imagination only leaps up to work when there's something absolutely awful to picture? The sick bastard.]
"Partner" makes this all sound like - like some terribly messy business transaction. [Rincewind moans the complaint in his trademarked 'woe is me' tone. So much woe. All the woe. He's drawn his legs completely up onto the mattress, knees against his chest like knobbly shields.]
Is - is the protection a pill? They seem to sell them for everything in this world.
[That's how imaginations are sometimes. Will could relate. They could share so many beers over joint misery at inappropriate imaginations.
Will's face screws up for a second in thought.]
Pills are usually for. After. If you've contracted anything. [Though now it really registers...] This world's better about medical stuff than mine, actually. They might have pills. I'm not too sure. There are pills to prevent pregnancy, I know that much. [Poor Rincewind though, he looks so tiny. Will runs a hand over his neck. He's not turning into a tiny version of himself but he's showing as much awkwardness just the same.] If you wanna know more, you can. Ask. Research. Whatever floats your boat. Thought it was best you knew there were ways you might not have heard about before. That's all.
Loads better than mine as well. The things they'll make you live through in this world... [he clucks his tongue.]
But. Right. [Rincewind takes a steadying, resigned breath. This is not a topic he'll return to at a later date. Not a chance. So he'd best get this out of the way now. At least Will isn't grinning at him like some lunatic - sometimes misery really does love company.]
So the pills are for after. Is there anything for before I should be aware of? Just - [he waves a hand airily] - while you're here?
[even the Luggage shuffles to better face Will, as if anticipating the answer.]
[Like being burned alive and having your face ripped off? Medicine is so weird when it comes to what is and is not humane, shit's crazy.]
Uh. [This is a chance to get out of the awkward, holy cow. Oh man. God bless. He finally pushes off his leaning spot, gesturing out.] Not particularly. April, Jeff, and I, we're all from places where safe sex is a known practice. You have any questions, I'm sure one of us can answer. Or find the answer. They can be [merciless] difficult, but this isn't. This isn't anything embarrassing. Plenty of people come from worlds that are nothing people from worlds like mine could ever really imagine.
[Worlds within walls, attacked by giant people eaters. Sort of. Worlds without running water and electricity. Worlds where superheroes were common. Worlds where animals could talk. It was a tossed salad of folks here; lack of knowledge in various aspects was to be expected.]
right, I have questions, but it's been somewhere between
[there's a delay.]
one and a half to thirteen years I think since any of this happened. or just a week? Porter time is confusing and my head and various other appendages hurt so yes I'm coming back to sleep on the couch. Let's just keep it for now at a promise that I'll still have all my organs when I wake up. okay?
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Date: 2016-07-10 08:22 pm (UTC)Ah.]
I did. [Maybe it's good Rincewind focuses on that. Maybe he'll do his own research later and decide better that way.] If someone's infected, it's possible to spread that through contact with bodily fluids. Blood, vaginal fluids, semen. It can spread through sores, too, and other methods that aren't sexual. [He doesn't think they have to worry about Rincewind using needles. God, he hopes.] So there are methods to protect yourself. Comes in handy if you don't know your partner's medical history very well.
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Date: 2016-07-16 06:16 pm (UTC)Why is it his imagination only leaps up to work when there's something absolutely awful to picture? The sick bastard.]
"Partner" makes this all sound like - like some terribly messy business transaction. [Rincewind moans the complaint in his trademarked 'woe is me' tone. So much woe. All the woe. He's drawn his legs completely up onto the mattress, knees against his chest like knobbly shields.]
Is - is the protection a pill? They seem to sell them for everything in this world.
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Date: 2016-07-18 02:02 am (UTC)fyi
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Date: 2016-07-18 03:12 am (UTC)Or reached an agreement. whatever it was.
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Date: 2016-07-18 03:14 am (UTC)but i did what had to be done
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Date: 2016-07-19 03:53 am (UTC)I can't tell when you're joking.
But I hope you were joking
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Date: 2016-07-19 03:57 am (UTC)deets
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Date: 2016-07-19 04:01 am (UTC)You are being deliberately
[pause.]
You.
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Date: 2016-07-19 04:02 am (UTC)what i enabled here
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Date: 2016-07-19 06:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-07-19 11:45 pm (UTC)Will's face screws up for a second in thought.]
Pills are usually for. After. If you've contracted anything. [Though now it really registers...] This world's better about medical stuff than mine, actually. They might have pills. I'm not too sure. There are pills to prevent pregnancy, I know that much. [Poor Rincewind though, he looks so tiny. Will runs a hand over his neck. He's not turning into a tiny version of himself but he's showing as much awkwardness just the same.] If you wanna know more, you can. Ask. Research. Whatever floats your boat. Thought it was best you knew there were ways you might not have heard about before. That's all.
[can he water down jeff's scotch for this]
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Date: 2016-07-19 11:45 pm (UTC)condoms?
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Date: 2016-07-20 01:04 am (UTC)are you asking for them?
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Date: 2016-07-20 01:07 am (UTC)be safe
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Date: 2016-07-20 01:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-07-20 01:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-07-20 01:20 am (UTC)Terrible.
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Date: 2016-07-20 01:21 am (UTC)i sacrificed a blood feud for you
and this is what i get
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Date: 2016-07-25 05:14 am (UTC)Thank you. I am still glad about that.
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Date: 2016-07-25 10:51 pm (UTC)keep his hair off the couches
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Date: 2016-07-27 01:52 am (UTC)But. Right. [Rincewind takes a steadying, resigned breath. This is not a topic he'll return to at a later date. Not a chance. So he'd best get this out of the way now. At least Will isn't grinning at him like some lunatic - sometimes misery really does love company.]
So the pills are for after. Is there anything for before I should be aware of? Just - [he waves a hand airily] - while you're here?
[even the Luggage shuffles to better face Will, as if anticipating the answer.]
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Date: 2016-08-08 07:06 pm (UTC)Uh. [This is a chance to get out of the awkward, holy cow. Oh man. God bless. He finally pushes off his leaning spot, gesturing out.] Not particularly. April, Jeff, and I, we're all from places where safe sex is a known practice. You have any questions, I'm sure one of us can answer. Or find the answer. They can be [merciless] difficult, but this isn't. This isn't anything embarrassing. Plenty of people come from worlds that are nothing people from worlds like mine could ever really imagine.
[Worlds within walls, attacked by giant people eaters. Sort of. Worlds without running water and electricity. Worlds where superheroes were common. Worlds where animals could talk. It was a tossed salad of folks here; lack of knowledge in various aspects was to be expected.]
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Date: 2016-08-17 02:32 am (UTC)it's taken care of
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Date: 2016-08-17 04:14 am (UTC)right, I have questions, but it's been somewhere between
[there's a delay.]
one and a half to thirteen years I think since any of this happened. or just a week? Porter time is confusing and my head and various other appendages hurt so yes I'm coming back to sleep on the couch. Let's just keep it for now at a promise that I'll still have all my organs when I wake up. okay?
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Date: 2016-08-17 04:25 am (UTC)organ removal is by request only
make new friends?