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I have begun Strong Poison, and it is fabulous! Peter Wimsey has just proposed to Harriet Vane at their very first meeting (while she is behind bars on a murder charge) and is adorably taken aback when she tells him he's #47. Everyone wants to marry a possible murderess!

A part of me wants to just stay in and read it all day, buuuut I am in Ann Arbor, Land of Bookstores, so I think I must sally forth to contemplate their offerings. After I've had my tea. During which I can surely read a couple more chapters.

Date: 2017-07-06 01:10 pm (UTC)
evelyn_b: (Default)
From: [personal profile] evelyn_b
IT MIGHT NOT BE THAT BAD YOU KNOW

WHAT IF I GREW A MUSTACHE OR SOMETHING WOULD THAT HELP

DO YOU WANT SOME LETTERS OF REFERENCE

I'm a little sorry you made it to A2 ten years too late for me to meet you for tea and desserts, but I'm glad you're there now & (hopefully) enjoying the bookstores!

Date: 2017-07-07 06:10 am (UTC)
evelyn_b: (Default)
From: [personal profile] evelyn_b
He reminds me of poor Tony Stark and his strawberries, aka the only thing I seem to be able to remember about Iron Man.

I am sorry to say that I read Strong Poison before becoming aware of the face detection craze, so this element totally escaped my notice until now! (possibly also eclipsed in my mind by the more prominent element of Judgmental Sugar Shaming).

I like to imagine Teyian face science as a collection of seemingly arbitrary signs with no logical connection to each other or to how faces actually work, but probably a dedicated face detective would tell you it contradicts nothing; oversexed villainy and being susceptible to table-tapping are two points on the continuum of emotional instability of which blue eyes are an infallible indicator. You can tell which kind by the size, shade, and spacing of the eyes.

(Alleyn, overhearing this conversation, pays us the compliment of briefly neglecting to disguise his disdain. Thanks, Alleyn <3).
Edited Date: 2017-07-07 06:11 am (UTC)

Date: 2017-07-07 09:46 am (UTC)
lost_spook: (Northanger reading)
From: [personal profile] lost_spook
*hears the siren call of dodgy face detection*

I seem to recall that light blue eyes were the sure sign of a liar, but those dark blue eyes of sex-crazed killers are the worst. (I stay at home to protect the universe from me. Goodness only knows what I might do otherwise!)

Instability is no doubt a natural side effect of one or both.

Alleyn, overhearing this conversation, pays us the compliment of briefly neglecting to disguise his disdain. Thanks, Alleyn <3

<3 <3 <3

Date: 2017-07-07 10:08 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] evelyn_b
But don't forget that the dark-blue-eyed nymphomaniac was also a compulsive liar! I think what's happening here, scientifically speaking, is that our eyes have darkened as our depravity has grown more acute. Light blue = merely unstable and inclined to tell and/or believe self-serving lies, dark blue = BACK AWAY TURN AROUND DO NOT ENGAGE.

Pre-emptively darkened, that is, since my eyes at least are the same color they've always been. But they knew! They knew from the start, and they darkened accordingly. Like Cassandra, they did the best they could.
Edited Date: 2017-07-07 10:09 am (UTC)

Date: 2017-07-07 11:46 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] lost_spook
We are the most evil. That's why we hang out on the 'net where no one can see our tell tale eyes.

Date: 2017-07-07 01:15 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] evelyn_b
No, you're right, he'd probably just find out what her favorite fruit was without asking and have 20 kilos sent to the prison, possibly including a card with fruit-related Renaissance lyrics printed on it. Because doing anything by half is for people with day jobs.

and the two of them are a bit baffled by each other until Peter essays a Shakespeare quote at which point Alleyn lights up and they hit it off like two old friends.

:D

I am 100% convinced that they already know each other from school, and also that Alleyn is periodically annoyed by reporters who confuse them with one another, despite them being obviously NOTHING ALIKE >:|. They both canonically went to Eton, and they're around the same age in 1934, though Alleyn's detective stasis will eventually cause them to drift apart.
Edited Date: 2017-07-07 03:26 pm (UTC)

Date: 2017-07-08 06:39 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] evelyn_b
I can see them developing a friendship of necessity for a little while in school, as a couple of mismatched oddballs - especially if we project Rory's situational awkwardness backward onto the magnifying screen of adolescence. bb Alleyn might be one of the few people who didn't entirely mind hearing the story of how Peter MET SHERLOCK HOLMES!! for the 900th time. Though even back then Alleyn wasn't a huge fan of showboating amateurs.

Alleyn's said to have "worked in intelligence" during the war, though I don't remember in which books. I'm pretty sure the earliest books mention it.

Date: 2017-07-06 06:00 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] lost_spook
A part of me wants to just stay in and read it all day, buuuut I am in Ann Arbor, Land of Bookstores, so I think I must sally forth to contemplate their offerings. After I've had my tea. During which I can surely read a couple more chapters.

Aw, that all sounds v nice - ideal, even.

Date: 2017-07-06 11:00 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] sovay
I have begun Strong Poison, and it is fabulous!

I am really glad you're enjoying it! I hope the whole quartet works as well for you.

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