Sometimes the fluidity of words escapes me, slipping through my fingers like water, or air. Words, grasped at desperately, but gone in an instant, leave me to flounder with ungainly limbs through a sea of my own undoing.

In other words, sometimes it's just better to draw a couple of stick figures strangling each other. It gets the idea across just as well. *snort*
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"If wishes were fishes, we'd walk on the sea, you know." The old man's eyes crinkled around the corners as he said this, a smile stretching his drooping mouth upwards.

Nimita cocked her head to the side, feeling rather confused. "Hey, old man- what's a 'sea'?"

He sighed and shook his head. "Oi, vey! Girl, haven't you read your histories?"

She shrugged. "Don't know how to read. No one ever taught me. I've been living up a Tower all my life- they aren't big on education, but they are big on sedatives."

He groaned, and muttered, "You've got to be kidding me. Water, girl- you do know what water is, right?"

"Of course! It's..." she trailed off and bit her lip, then brightened. "It's the stuff the clouds used to be made of! And they would ration it at the Tower, for drinking."

"Yeah, that stuff." The old man smiled again. "A sea is a huge body of water, miles across, and very deep. You could move around in it and sail boats on it and such."

Nimita nodded in understanding. "I get it- but, old man- I've got another question."

He smiled again, crinkly and stretchy. "Yes, my girl?"

"What's a fish?"
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"Well, you know what they say- if wishes were fishes, we'd walk on the sea," Hunter exclaimed optimistically. Nenia and Rethen stared at the rent-boy turned theif blankly for a very long minute. Then they both began speaking at once.

"Who says that?"
"Why on earth would you walk on the sea-"
"I don't need fish to help with that-"
"You can swim in it just fine-"
"I already know how to walk on water-"
"And that's a waste of perfectly good fish-"
"I am a god you know-"
"You could eat them instead of walking on them-"
"And I could grant wishes without fish to help with that either-"
"It just doesn't make sense-"

"You humans are strange," they finished in unison.

Hunter 'eeped' and stepped away. "Uh...forget I said anything, okay? Let's- let's just keep walking..."
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-gad, this is fun-
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"Think of it this way- if wishes were fishes, we'd walk on the sea," Tyler pointed out.

"Yeah, but if there were that many fish in the sea, they'd crowd each other out and die, and then you wouldn't want to walk on them, because it would just be a rotting mass of fishyness. And that may be appealing to you," Dei pointed an accusing finger at his brother, "but I would rather just take a plane if I wanted to get to Europe, like the rest of the civilized world. It's too far to walk." He lowered his hand and began biting his nails.

"That's certainly true- but you've got people doing stupid things like walking on the sea because of all of these fish, Ty. And that's precisely what's wrong with the world today- rather than using all those fish to feed the hungry in third world countries, you would have people waltzing on water just because they could." Opal shook her head despairingly. "That's why the better saying is 'if wishes were fishes, served up on dishes, we'd never be hungry again.' It's more humanitarian."

"Still grammatically incorrect, though." Dei looked thoughtful. "Hey, Tyler- what were we talking about, again?"

Tyler hid his head in his hands and moaned. "Between the two of you, I just don't know anymore."
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-sometimes i feel so very sorry for him...once more, then i'm done, i promise-
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Blaine stared up at the ceiling in the dark. "So, what do you think? If wishes were fishes, would we really walk on the sea?"

Silverlock's eyes glowed softly as he sat up to stare at Blaine. "Ai, what do I care? Too much thinking for this hour of the night. I'd rather just have sex."

Silverlock presented such a convincing argument that Blaine didn't really see any point in refuting it- his mind was rather otherwise occupied, anyway.
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Wow, I'm in such a better mood, now. I've no idea what brought that on- Nimita is from Icarus Fire Fly, which still doesn't have any outline or idea, though apparently she lives in some sort of desert world at the top of a very tall tower. Hunter, Rethen, and Nenia are three characters that I just like to mess around with sometimes- Nenia is a mermaid of sorts, and Rethen is one of the three Creator-Gods of their world (though he's really just a kid) and Hunter is normally depressed and cynical, except when he's forcing himself to be cheerful, or when everyone else is tired and hungry and rather annoyed at him for being happy. He's contrary like that. Opal, Tyler, and Dei are from Boffo, doi. Poor Tyler. The world does gang up on him sometimes. Blaine and Silverlock are being silly and out of character, because Silver probably would have considered the question very seriously and wandered off to the library to study it. Then he would have come back and said 'let's have sex'- without actually giving Blaine an answer. Blaine wouldn't have asked such a silly question, anyway. He'd have just thought it to himself, and gone back to sleep and probably had some horrible, bloody prophetic dream because of it.

:) Silliness. Ah, that felt good.