spellbinders | Mingle: For a limited time only...

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Mingle: For a limited time only...

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!]

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Oh.

[What Geir makes sense, and...oh wow, Shirley can feel the lizard squirming a little less now.]

It worked! But maybe we shouldn't hold him for too long.

[They were successful, but Geir also has a point in that this probably isn't the nicest thing to do to a lizard.]

If it wasn't for this being a low frequency world, I could have put him right to sleep for you! But yeah... do you want to keep him, or let him go now that we know what he's like?

[Geir isn't sure whether Shirley intended to catch them to use for some purpose or not.]

I thought we wanted to--didn't--um...

[Shirley may have gotten caught up in the task here, rather than the purpose.]

Is that it?

I don't know...

[is it? is it really it? this could be a philosophical question.]

Oh. Um, I guess I should release him then...

[Feeling more than a little foolish, Shirley kneels down and sets the lizard free again.]

There you go.

Thanks, Shirley!

[Geir doesn't think that Shirley was foolish at all. because of how they can share their memories, he has an up-close-and-personal look at the lizard from a couple of different angles now -- he can show them to Madoka, or anyone else on the hunt.]

I got a really close look at it this way. Much closer than from under a rock!

Oh...you're welcome.

[Shirley is continually surprised by how optimistic and chill Geir is about everything, still too used to the pressures of home. It feels kind of nice, though.]

I wonder if there are any of them closer to where everyone lives.

The robot didn't say it found them closer, but it might just not know yet. It's going to take a while to look all over the island, I bet!

Is there anything else you wanted to see?

Anything else? No, I don't think so. I'm still learning my way around this place.

[Partially because she hasn't been especially adventurous about it.]

Hmmmm. It takes a little while. I can fly, and I haven't even flown over this whole island yet.

[he wonders if he should offer to fly her back or not. he remembers that when he talked to her the first time, she was very unwilling to even take guidance back to the camp. what in the world is she afraid of when she talks to the coven members?]

There are some nice places between here and the base camp, at least.

Oh, like what?

[Sounds like some good spots to visit eventually, even if their time is limited right now. Shirley hasn't been much for putting herself out there, so she has a lot of free time.]

Hmmm... it's getting cooler now, but there's a lagoon I liked to spend time in when it was warmer, right on my way back! There were a lot of frogs there. They were slippery, too.

[Geir grins reminiscently -- the memory of Vern falling into the lagoon among all the frogs surfaces briefly and pleasantly in his mind. being afraid of frogs is extremely cute.]

And there are other things, too. Old abandoned places. Fields of flowers. That sort of thing. Maybe they're easier to see from the air...

It must be interesting, seeing everything from so high.

[It's something Shirley hasn't considered much before. Technically she could fly back home if she used her teriques, but it's not really something she's done a lot in practice.]

I like it. I really love flying.

[he considers before making the offer-- she refused him the last time he asked her if she wanted a lift, after all. but it's probably worth reiterating.]

I could still take you sometime, if you want! Let me know.

Um, I...

[It's a very logical offer to make, but Shirley still hesitates remembering last time. She'd declined then because she hadn't wanted to get involved with people, but the longer she's here the more it seems inevitable. She's already doing it with Geir, isn't she?

She's not sure if that's a bad thing or not, and in lieu of having an answer she equivocates.]

Maybe another time.

Hmmmm.

[Geir isn't offended. for whatever reason, Shirley's wary of him -- since it doesn't seem to be out of personal fear of him (or she wouldn't have been hanging out with him all this time!), he doesn't really have a reason to be offended about that, or ask why.]

Sure, whenever.

Thank you.

[Like much of the rest of their conversation, Shirley's more frustrated than Geir is about her actions. It would be nice to be more decisive, if only she could actually decide. She's thankful that Geir doesn't seem to mind as much as she'd thought. At least they'll be coming back to this hub once they're done with the next location. And speaking of which...]

I wonder what it's like where we're going soon. Were you there the first time the coven went somewhere to collect magic?

[Geir wants to ask what it is that she's so wound up about; he's getting increasingly curious. but Shirley seems so tightly coiled, like a spring about to shake itself loose. he truly doesn't think it's a good idea yet.]

Oh, yeah! I got to the coven while we were there, actually. It was called Aimintas.

[he thinks about Shirley's past behavior -- pretty much all he knows about her was when she tried to flee into the ocean that time...]

You like the sea, right? You might've liked it. There was a strange ocean overhead, blocking off the sky. Really a different sort of world.

I like my own ocean.

[It comes like an admission, Shirley's homesickness and aimlessness turning what could have been a petulant statement into a defeated one. At the same time, though...]

But maybe that would have been interesting to see.

Hmm... maybe the next place will have another one like it.

[Geir tilts his head, analyzing the pattern of Shirley's responses. "I like my own ocean," huh... it sounds like Shirley is homesick.

he doesn't really understand that, but he supposes he sympathizes. if he had any idea of "home" past "Vern is here," he supposes it would be a lot harder to be away from it...]

Sorry your ocean isn't here.

There's nothing to do about it here. I just have to make sure we help Qri wherever we go next.

[Hopefully that translates into going home sooner, anyway.]

Do you want to get back to your world right away, if you can?

[it's the first more personal question he's asked Shirley, but he can't help but be curious. he doesn't love his own world the same way, at least not yet.]

Yes. I have...there are so many people depending on me.

[There's clear regret in that statement. Shirley feels beholden to the people who look to her more than to Nerifes itself, even if that isn't how a Merines ought to think. Just being here has felt like failing them.]

Oh...

[that's certainly a position Geir's never been in-- no one but Vern has ever depended on him for anything except the end of the world. he supposes his dad might miss him in the context of that service, and the other gods might want him to fulfill his role; but no one else would.]

That sounds hard. I'm sorry.

That's why I want to return as soon as possible. I'll do anything it takes to make that happen.

[It'd be nice if she felt so decisive about what she has to do when she gets back home, but first things first.]

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