aesmael

Originally published at a denizen's entertainment. You can comment here or there.

[Conducted in relay, edited for coherence]

Trice: You're the anthropologist. Frustrated question: Why don't people realise other people are people too?

Tess: Because we live in a self-serving appeasist culture.

Ami: My sister is an anthropologist too :\

Trice: Some anthropologists are good and some are bad tho.

Trice: At the end of each millennium they battle it out for supremacy.

Tess: <.<

Tess: >.>

Tess: *polishes her katana nervously*

Ami: :o

Ami: There can only be one? :O

Tess: Well, Mr. Leaky. We meet again. May I show you my discovery? *brandishes sword* I call her, "Lucy". Like it!? *manical grin*

Ami: Stay in universities

Ami: since in highlander churches and other religious places

Ami: are where immortals cannot fight.

Ami: I guess for anthropologists their safe place are libraries and university offices? :o

Ami: Mebbe museums? :o

Tess: The last stand will be in the Akkadian exhibit in the British museum...

Trice: Fitting, I suppose...

Trice: Since the Monolith never was found.

Tess: Really? I could never figure out why my mattress is so stiff, black, and occasionally trills...