Mingle: For a limited time only...

[hearsthesea]

Who: Everyone!
Where: Anywhere on the hub
When: Days 134-139
Open/Closed: Open mingle goooo!

[Copper, lizards, and vines - oh my! With the recent installation of 9S and co.'s scanning equipment and the also recent, significantly wetter rainstorms there's quite a lot to check out on the island right now. Plus, the monitor robot still needs a name. You're not going to leave them nameless forever, are you?

Too bad Genette's put out word that everyone's about to be moving location soon. That means these are the last days the coven has for a little while to get everything in order, whether it's to take things to the next destination or to leave them behind. Get your bags packed and your huts cleaned, everyone!]

Comments

[alphonse]

The way I understand it, the energy Qri's after varies a little from world to world. Even in Aimintas, we had no idea what we were actually looking for until it literally fell from the sky.

[Slightly apologetic there, because come on.]

I'm hoping that having a feel for what that energy is like means we'll have an easier time figuring things out in the next world, though. Qri's proven she can't be counted on for answers.

[dawninglight]

[that gets a small nod out of her]

I thought so too. It doesn't seem like anyone here would go that far just for some energy when there might be better ways to get it. But I was hoping we wouldn't have to deal with a situation like that so soon. It's hard to say what people are willing to do until that situation is right in front of them...and if it might lead to a chance of going home.

[rootandbranch]

...it sounds like... a lot to be anxious about. I guess I can't help with that kind of thing, after all. I've got tons of that stuff.

["it sounds lonely" was what he first thought, and he's not entirely sure why. isn't keeping each other well what he and Vern do? but he doesn't feel besieged on all sides together with Vern; instead, Vern opens up a whole new world to him. he hopes Vern feels the same...

it's said with a grin: partly to indicate that it's not unfriendly, or a withdrawal of the offer, per se, and partly just to cover up that Geir suddenly suspects he's out of his depth again. he thought "poor kids" back in the dream, and felt an urge to... protect them, somehow? but trying to take care of Vern notwithstanding, what he is isn't really made to protect anyone, much less people for whom he might be poison? Geir's not really sure how the metaphysics of that works, but he knows it's probably not anything good.]

[dawninglight]

[that gets a frown and a nod out of her; Qri's distinct lack of presence and communication hasn't gone unnoticed.]

I noticed that too...I guess it's expected that you can't count on a kidnapper for answers, but I was hoping for more than what we've been given. We're not under any obligation to get this magical energy, exactly, but I wanted to at least look into it if it's a chance of getting home.

[talim]

Let me see if I remember where they are...

[ the library is pretty unorganized, but with a little digging jude manages to gather up a short stack of books for sorey. ]

Here. Will these do? They were lost in the middle of all the fantasy novels.

[splinten]

It's a 'furry persona,' or basically a projection of yourself as some kind of anthropomorphic human. It's for furries.

[oneandmikleonly]

Actually, you have far less of it than any dragon I've ever met at home. Though you do have some. A lot of things tend to.

[he rolls his head slightly to peer at Geir's expression, with a soft whuff of bemusement]

...thank you for the concern, though. It means a lot...? And you did help.

[soulcomet]

Oh...

[she has no idea what a furry is, other than Dirk apparently is one and also some sort of horse? but more important questions first:]

So, it could be any animal? [like a cat?]

[splinten]

Yes. Your imagination is the limit on your fursona.

[The payoff here is he wants Madoka to innocently ask Jade about her fursona.]

[rootandbranch]

I'm glad...

[Geir isn't quite sure what he did that was so helpful, but he peers back at Mikleo, also bemused.]

...I think talking about it is important, so I'm glad you two got to.

[he has that much experience with Vern, at least.]

[oneandmikleonly]

Yeah.

[wryly]

We're working on that, as best as we can.

[soulcomet]

[those are some serious shenanigans he's masterminding there.]

[and now Madoka is picturing herself as a cat person.]

That sounds sort of cute, actually.

[rootandbranch]

Maybe you're more used to it, since you grew up with it, but it's really hard.

[Geir sighs and closes his eyes, putting his chin back on his tail properly. take this conversation, for example.]

[oneandmikleonly]

Which part?

[rootandbranch]

[he really thought that this one was universally relatable...]

...trying to figure out what you're feeling, and the other person is feeling, and then talking about it...?

[splinten]

[truly an archmanipulator]

It sounds to me like you have a fursona in mind already.

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[reckoner]

[ A stroke of luck, that another coven member had disappeared, freeing up a hut for Julieta. With Gaelio's attempt at a cabin in shambles, time not spent attending to his daily duties or trying again with Yamato, has been increasingly with Julieta. With her, there is stability. In the month before she arrived, he could not easily place or define it, a sense of lack. More easily attributable to Ein, to much else.

Yet, many were the days she had sought him near Kimaris Vidar and engaged, a constant of conversation. Remembering it with her.

After accompanying her mining, he leans against the hut door, arms loosely crossed, watching from above and behind as she gathers and winds the copper. ]

What will you do with the scraps?

a.

[reckoner]

[ After the spectacle of Ray's aborted lesson on the first day, Gaelio has kept at the back of his mind the need for a supply of material for use as fishing lines. As word spread of the vines, as his mind adapts to the task of devising creative uses and short-cuts to functional tools, the thought strikes.

It strikes and he follows, stepping with care, forewarned of their nature. As he readies both dagger and hand-axe, the commotion gives him pause. That, then, he pursues.

Which, yeah.

On finding the source, it's quite a sight. Gaelio stands, blades at the ready, surveying the man and the spear too far from him to be of any use. Debating, Gaelio starts toward the spear.

Mouth twitching. ]

You look like you're having fun. I might join you.

[ A little exercise, wrestling with the plantlife. ]

[talim]

I'm sure the first supplies will be right here waiting for us. In all their slimy glory.

[cuchulainn]

[ damn. and here he was hoping he'd manage to drag himself out of this predicament before someone found him but then, he hadn't exactly been quiet, had he? what a fool.

though... what the stranger said had him stopping his movements all-together. ]

Hey, are you an idiot?

[ it was casually spoken despite the mass of plants that were still wiggling around him. ugh. cue a jerk of his arm out of a particularly eager vine. well, at least this guy wasn't archer. no, maybe it being a stranger was a blessing. ]

There's no way this is any fun.

[soulcomet]

... It really is kind of gross... There's no way this is sanitary, right?

[soulcomet]

It's not really something I'm willing to take a chance on, no.

But ... it's all right. I've thought about it a lot, and I've decided that I'm okay with this.

[enflame]

( Yeah, please don’t eat his alien child. That also explains the answer to the question as he scoops them up, their claws grabbing at the air. )

Sort of...? It’s complicated, I guess. ( He’s a single, stay-at-home lizard father. ) What’s with all the metal?

[soulcomet]

[that would be an affurmative.]

Ah, maybe! I don't know ... I'm not sure I'd make a very cute cat person.

[soulcomet]

Do you think you'd be willing to explain it a bit? I really like hearing about magic on different worlds — and I can tell you a bit about mine, too.