Or they’re the sort of best friends who think it’s hilarious to shamelessly flirt with eachother in public. I know a few of those-they are a total riot to be around.
There’s a certain mindset one sometimes falls into, when one interacts with books all day. It’s a kind of bombastic habitual exercise, to keep the mental ‘muscles’ from atrophying, and to keep the level of engagement with the material high. When I was a grad student, for example, we used to refer to deep study as if it were dating; I would ask a friend of mine how his honeymoon with Spinoza was faring, and he’d ask how I was settling in with Wittgenstein, since we’d progressed to cohabitation. (My stock answer was "Lovely fellow, but I don’t think I’ll ever understand his lions….if not for lack of trying, mind you.")
Here, I may be projecting a bit, but as a person who works in research myself, I regularly find myself longing for an "exciting day," in a way that my wife, who (like C’rhynne) keeps the peace in her career, would find unwelcome, even stressful. She puts out fires, in a manner of speaking, and as such, fires are a sign that’s something is wrong, for her…whereas fires, in my work, are a sign that something wonderful has just happened.
When I look at Trevor and Leland, I see two people who light fires to keep their minds from stagnating, and when I look at C’rhynne, I see someone who has a bit of hardcoded "firefighter" reaction to such fires.
Thank you for this. I have been wondering why my reaction to the last strip was lukewarm, while everyone else seemed over the moon about it, but this explains it nicely. See, I work with writers all day, in an entertainment industry, where the latter word prevails to the near-extinction of the former, so we exchange among ourselves all the wit we aren’t allowed to exercise professionally…
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I hope it comes across as no small irony that the very comic you are reading is a direct result of exactly that sort of entertainment industry stress release!
Pray forgive the extremely late reply to this, but I think it more that a guard’s job is to keep the town nice and "boring" on night watch…while the job of the innkeeper is to keep the night merrily rolling along. At the moment, Trevor and Leland are playing innkeeper to their guest…and perhaps that alliteration war is hinting at a certain social chemistry between the two of them.
If C’rhynne is not herself in the mood for this, of course, it could be that she’s heard an awful lot of it over the years…or, of course, that she’s still not sure this fellow isn’t dangerous, she’s not simply a guard but the guard protecting the both of them at the moment, and she’s aware that another swordfight with their stranger may be waiting in the wings. (We know better now, knowing Glon, but we don’t have reason to believe that they necessarily do.) This said, of course, watching the way our guest reacts to these two, she’s reevaluating his threat likelihood…and laughing off the pun with Leland is surely a good sign that the mood’s lightening, and their guest is most likely going to be civil and not need further negotiation at swordpoint.
I’ve already mentioned in the first strip in this arc I’m a librarian…but as an English and History undergrad before I got my degree, this hits the trifecta of awesomeness for me. 😉
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Witty writer.
Clever comic creator.
Wildly wasted words with wonton, willful wrongness.
All Alliterations are abominations.
We have a winner 😀
Well when we witness wily witticisms, when watchers wonder where we wander, while we weeping-willows with wisdom whine, well, we win.
Trevor is so darn cute, it borders on a supper power… I wonder if he has the puss-in-boots sad-eyes power…
He probably has to to have a supper power. At least that how it works with my pets.
"Abject Apologies" "Sincerely Sorry"
No, they’d get smacked.
Indeed. They’ve certainly tried that before.
So, Leland is a tran-specist.
Perhaps simply open-minded.
We don’t know if they’re romantically involved, Trevor might have meant "beloved" in an endearing way, much like you’d address a child.
Good point.
Or they’re the sort of best friends who think it’s hilarious to shamelessly flirt with eachother in public. I know a few of those-they are a total riot to be around.
Trevor: "I’ve forgotten, Leland. What has she told us again?"
Leland: "Always avoid alliteration assiduously?"
Trevor: "Refrain from regular repitition of roots?"
Leland: "C’rhynne shuns sequentially symmetric syllables?"
Trevor: "Matching morphemes might make our mate mad?"
Learners love ludicrously linguistic languages.
Or maybe that should be, cunning linguists learn ludicrously luscious languages.
I love these characters but if I met them in person I think I’d get sick of them real fast
There’s a certain mindset one sometimes falls into, when one interacts with books all day. It’s a kind of bombastic habitual exercise, to keep the mental ‘muscles’ from atrophying, and to keep the level of engagement with the material high. When I was a grad student, for example, we used to refer to deep study as if it were dating; I would ask a friend of mine how his honeymoon with Spinoza was faring, and he’d ask how I was settling in with Wittgenstein, since we’d progressed to cohabitation. (My stock answer was "Lovely fellow, but I don’t think I’ll ever understand his lions….if not for lack of trying, mind you.")
Here, I may be projecting a bit, but as a person who works in research myself, I regularly find myself longing for an "exciting day," in a way that my wife, who (like C’rhynne) keeps the peace in her career, would find unwelcome, even stressful. She puts out fires, in a manner of speaking, and as such, fires are a sign that’s something is wrong, for her…whereas fires, in my work, are a sign that something wonderful has just happened.
When I look at Trevor and Leland, I see two people who light fires to keep their minds from stagnating, and when I look at C’rhynne, I see someone who has a bit of hardcoded "firefighter" reaction to such fires.
Such an interesting dynamic these three have…
Thank you for this. I have been wondering why my reaction to the last strip was lukewarm, while everyone else seemed over the moon about it, but this explains it nicely. See, I work with writers all day, in an entertainment industry, where the latter word prevails to the near-extinction of the former, so we exchange among ourselves all the wit we aren’t allowed to exercise professionally…
t!
I hope it comes across as no small irony that the very comic you are reading is a direct result of exactly that sort of entertainment industry stress release!
"Alliteration Wars" — the action movie Hollywood is afraid to make.
We of the Tempul Guard do not have senses of humor that we are aware of. ?
Oh, C’rhynne probably found it funny the first five thousand times she heard them going at it. For an hour. Or two.
Agreed! I hope she still finds it endearing, if slightly irritating when they really get rolling. ?
The firefighter surely twitches a bit at all those sparklers being lit…
And has to remind herself that not all fires are destructive, and to enjoy the lights now and then. ❤️
She’s like the one serious LG character in a party of CN/G clowns :P.
Pray forgive the extremely late reply to this, but I think it more that a guard’s job is to keep the town nice and "boring" on night watch…while the job of the innkeeper is to keep the night merrily rolling along. At the moment, Trevor and Leland are playing innkeeper to their guest…and perhaps that alliteration war is hinting at a certain social chemistry between the two of them.
If C’rhynne is not herself in the mood for this, of course, it could be that she’s heard an awful lot of it over the years…or, of course, that she’s still not sure this fellow isn’t dangerous, she’s not simply a guard but the guard protecting the both of them at the moment, and she’s aware that another swordfight with their stranger may be waiting in the wings. (We know better now, knowing Glon, but we don’t have reason to believe that they necessarily do.) This said, of course, watching the way our guest reacts to these two, she’s reevaluating his threat likelihood…and laughing off the pun with Leland is surely a good sign that the mood’s lightening, and their guest is most likely going to be civil and not need further negotiation at swordpoint.
Always the Abbott, never the Costello.
If this were GURPS, that would be the No Sense of Humor disadvantage (-10 points).
Lovely insincerity on the faces of those apologising.
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Leland actually looks like he’s checking to make sure he has his fingers crossed behind his back.
Catching up after being away on vacation.
I’ve already mentioned in the first strip in this arc I’m a librarian…but as an English and History undergrad before I got my degree, this hits the trifecta of awesomeness for me. 😉