"Never even thought about it."Never even thought about it." "Sinox is one of the ugliest languages in the universe. Vocally, it's a repetitious pattern of short-vowel-terminated consonants. 'My name is Tedefeh,' becomes 'Nefeh pecetatih tedefenah.'" She grimaced. "I can't even talk that fast. The other thing is that the burden of language organization is on the listener. My thoughts are allowed to be as disorganized as possible....if the listener can make some sense of what I say, the Sinox believe my thoughts are regimented enough." Kiza grimaced. "Sounds like it's no fun." "It isn't," Furry agreed. "I'm just frustrated." Kiza nodded and crossed the room to find Furry's pack. "Well, you didn't break your PADD throwing it across the room this time." She pulled it out and examined it closely. "I see finding you the explorer's custom package helped." Furry laughed. "Oh, Kiza. Thank you for that, it's really been helpful. I don't care if it's twice as heavy as a normal PADD, there's something about being able to throw it across the room that I like." Laughing in reply, Kiza said, "I'm glad you like it." She tossed the PADD onto the couch with equal carelessness. "Can I get you something?" "You always make me feel guilty when you do that," Furry sighed. "I never do stuff like that for you." "Sure you do," Kiza replied. "You've actually been a great roommate." "Are you sure you're not just comparing me to D'Roon?" "Positive," Kiza answered. "D'Roon wasn't a bad roommate, she just smelled bad when she refused to shower four days running because it would take time away from her VR. I mean, it was scary the way she would eat with her eyes all glazed over." Furry nodded, stretching tiredly. "Speaking of showers, I think I'll take one, just to relax." "Okay," Kiza said, bounding around into the kitchen again. "I'll see you when you get out." Instead of a shower, however, Furry drew a bath, filling the tub with hot water and slowly settling to the bottom. Made to hold anyone up to a Uncia (separate facilities were usually constructed for 'taurs), the bathtub was, for a Markal, extravagant. Furry stretched out in the warm water and scratched at an itch in her fur, grimacing at the oily feeling it had. She hadn't taken care of herself very much recently, she reflected, burdened with the pressures of classes and examinations. |