IC Inbox: cerealia

[shacklebreaker]

"You've reached Simon Blackquill. Leave a message if you are so inclined -- but be brief."

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[faithfulflame]

Are not Mars and Ares one and the same in Rome? I didn't name them. They told me their names when I was a child.

[Psychic birds, a psychic child. And Simon might find the two birds craning towards him. Chirping cheerfully, they look up, expectant.]

They like you already, so of course. They're fond of people, and...I get a sense that they know you're interested in birds.

[shacklebreaker]

Certainly they are, just as Athena of Greece and Minerva of Rome are the same. But I speak of the planet as distinct from the god.

[He'll give them both headscritches, not even bothering to hide his delight. Few things make Blackquill happy, but at least birds are one of the few exceptions. He won't call Taka down just yet, though; he wants to be sure they're familiar with him before he risks scaring them with a bird of prey.]

You said they told you their names? I hope you were speaking metaphorically.

[faithfulflame]

I know what you meant, but in this case? It's both. The moons were named for Mars's horses.

[Headscritches are absolutely appreciated. They nuzzled against his fingers, clearly pleased to be the subject of attention. Rei too, seems quite happy with this, since Simon is not someone she's ever seen smile.]

I mean it in a literal sense. Or did you forget that I am not exactly normal? I've always had a psychic link to them, and we can share feelings and impressions.