the world is full of maybes
A months-old tegaki with Rose I finally took two minutes to compile
I call it “why you shouldn’t be friends with me”
More of Caimon the Cajun Gator, with some Gillou to boot
I don’t know where she got a Big Rig but she’s officially over the road line at this point
Gator gal’s got a name now:
Sister Marecage, or Sister Mare/Sister Mary/just “Sister” for short. Plenty of nicknames. Plus a few others. Friends sometimes call her Caimon.
There’s a risk of going too heavy on phoeneticizing her Cajun accent, not to mention giving her some really stilted vocabulary while I pretend I’m competent enough to write casual french-cajun vernacular
So I’m mostly going to handle her accent by slipping in the occasional french/cajun phrase, as in here, and throwing a few small tics to her speech, like starting sentences with “mais”, occasionally using altered word order (“What day it is today?”, “What you said?”, etc), and that sort of thing.
Going too far would make her a pain to write (and probably read)
so I’ll stick with her like this
let’s see if I can pull this off (not bloody likely)
Colloquially, ‘canaille’ means sly or sneaky
