mingle with the commoners or something

[huaaaaagh]

Who: Paisley crew and visitors
Broadcast: N/A
Action: On the Paisley!
When: All month, it's a mingle!!

[Sup, team? Off the planet we all go, and upgrades we did get. Enjoy the coffee supply, it is guaranteed to not last long. But hey, the beds are nice!]

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[misterprongs]

[ james can usually be found at his piloting station, though he's a little more thoughtful than usual. less talkative, more deep in thought. lily's birthday has passed, and sirius' did in november. he's beginning to feel more and more homesick. so feel free to prod him.

the greatest hint is definitely that he's switched the paisley into auto-pilot instead of doing something incredibly stupid.

other than that, he can be found in his room, in the kitchen making tea, practicing wandless magic in the hallways, or letting his loose golden snitch wander about the hallways because he's forgotten to put it back in his pocket.

whoops. ]

[sandhate]

[ it's his shift. or so he thought. he hasn't really been keen on keeping track of time and duties here, on this ship he can barely sit comfortably in.

though he knew there was another pilot, he wasn't expecting someone else in the seat. they've rarely crossed paths. anakin leaves early and sets the ship to auto-pilot and he always arrives to an empty seat.

unlike today.

he ducks in and coughs to make his presence known. ]

So, you must be my co-pilot. James, right?

[misterprongs]

[ james blinks at the cough and turns in his chair to look over his shoulder. there's the briefest pause, a lack of recognition, but it connects pretty quickly.

right. he has a co-pilot now. ]

-- that's me.

[ with a grin, and james pushes himself up, standing to extend a hand, to shake. nothing but polite. ]

Anakin, right? Welcome to the Paisley.

[sandhate]

[ anakin returns the handshake with a polite smile and then sits in the spot next to james. ]

Thanks. I'd say it's good to be on board but there are apparently cameras every where and I don't want them to get the wrong impression. Like, I want to be on this game show or something.

[misterprongs]

[ james resumes his own seat, tilting his chair around to view anakin properly -- and he sinks into his seat a bit, shrugging a shoulder. ]

You sort of forget about it after awhile -- or, at least, I do. None of this stuff exists in my world. Television, or any of that -- at least, not where I live.

[ pureblood wizard and all that. ]

So it's a bit easy to block it out.

[sandhate]

[ he lifts a brow and wonders what kind of word james lives in. ]

Huh. Seems like they're taking a lot of people from a pre-spaceflight era. I suppose it's more entertaining that way. For them.

[misterprongs]

Mugg -- [ james pauses, wrinkling his nose before adjusting his vocabulary. ] Non-magical folks have made it to the moon. Us wizards haven't quite made it there yet.

[ but, you know. we have magic. ]

But I imagine shoving a bunch of people who have no idea what the hell they're doing is a lot more interesting than watching business as usual.

[sandhate]

[ he looks over at james, slightly more interested now. ] Which moon? Which system? Maybe I know it.

[ it's not likely but it's worth a try. ]

I come from a world where there's a galactic government. We don't have... wizards. [ though, he knows that some jedi who encounter civilizations that have never met the jedi often think they're the wizards ] .... Not exactly. There are a species of witches. I don't know what or how but they do have some kind of "magic" that comes from their planet.

[misterprongs]

Aaaahmm... it's the moon. There's only one.

[ james is pretty sure that that's... right. (maybe he should've, like, actually paid attention in astronomy.) ]

I'm on planet Earth, though, I can tell you that much, and we haven't had much contact with people off-planet. [ even wizards would've heard about that. ] But my world's got non-magical folks, and people like us. We sort of live without interacting with each other, most of the time.

[ which is kind of dumb, in james' opinion, but hey. ]

We don't have spaceships or electricity or anything like that, magic doesn't interact very well with it. So, naturally, they let me pilot it.

[ james thinks the atroma are a bit touched in the head tbh ]

[sandhate]

[ a lot of the time, there's no filter between anakin's thoughts and anakin's mouth. this is one of those times. ]

So you live on the same planet and you're the same species, but you don't like to interact with each other. [ squinting again ] Why? That doesn't make sense.

And how do you even know if someone you meet doesn't have any magic in them? Do you just know?

[ he glance at the controls and steering over at james' side and briefly goes over the checks for proper function. he's not paranoid, he just wants to know when he needs to eject. ]

[misterprongs]

Lots of history and nonsense that's foolish, quite frankly -- and I didn't say I didn't like to interact with them, I personally don't care.

[ he glances over at anakin, almost feeling the anxiety, and he lets anakin have his moment of are we going to die, faintly amused ]

Magical people, witches and wizards, live in secrecy. We know who each other are. Muggles -- non-magical people -- they have no idea we exist. In theory, anyway.

[ pause ]

I know how to fly the ship, mate, we're okay.

[sandhate]

[ He chuckles. ] You better. You got one of those chips in you, just like I do.

Alright so you live in secret from the "Muggles". Because...?

[ He sounds suspicious and not because the magic-wizards part. ]

Did they do something to your people?

[misterprongs]

[ it's not often that james is asked that sort of question, and he considers it for a moment before making himself comfortable. it's a long story! ]

Wizards and Muggles used to co-exist with one another... not openly flaunting our magic or anything, but not living in secret, either. But magic's hard to understand for people who haven't seen it before, and some people got scared. There were a bunch of witch trials in... I think the 1600s? Remus would know better than me -- anyway, there was such fear that we decided it would be easier to just vanish. And we did, and we've been living separate ever since.

[ james pauses ]

I don't think there's such a big deal, and I don't think people would be afraid, really, if we were honest -- but it's been so long now that unveiling our society would probably cause a bloody war. The Muggle Prime Minister in England knows about us, and our Minister of Magic has meetings with him, according to my dad -- but other than that, we stay apart.

[timelapsed]

[ James probably catches sight of Max stalking through the halls. Stalking after that golden snitch James let loose. Because, shit, that thing is cool as heck and she wants a picture!

Unfortunately, every time it stops and she tries to snap a picture, it moves again, leaving a photograph of a wall or, at best, a golden blur. ] Oh come on! Can't you stay still for, like, two seconds!?

[misterprongs]

[ james is, indeed, just leaving the kitchens with tea when max storms by. his eyes immediately gravitate toward the snitch, and once he realizes that's what max is after -- ]

Want me to grab it?

[ he may be slightly more mature, but he's still an absolute show-off. ]

[timelapsed]

[ HRRRNGH another bust. She is going to rewind so much that-

Oh wait James is here ]

What? No! ...No.

I need a shot of it in the air. Can you like... just tell it to stop for a minute? [ that's not how it works Max ]

[misterprongs]

[ he just sort of stares at max before shifting to look at the snitch, which is flitting about the ceiling. almost mockingly. ]

... that'd kind of ruin the point of the game, if you could just order it about.

[timelapsed]

Okay. Yeah, that makes sense. But how do you get it back if nobody catches it during the game?

[ Another flash of her camera. ALMOST CAUGHT IT THAT TIME. On film. BUT NOT QUITE. ] Augh! I've been after this thing for hours! [ Has it even been out for hours? Probably an exaggeration. Max is cheating time. ]

[misterprongs]

Game's not over until it's caught, so I expect you'll be there for awhile.

[ james watches in vague amusement, completely and utterly enjoying himself. ]

Sure you don't want me to catch it?

1/2

[timelapsed]

No way, I've got this!

[ She pauses a moment, before whirling around, snapping another picture as she does.

There was no way for her to know the snitch would be there, but it was. Being able to manipulate time does come in- ]

[timelapsed]

[ -no way the thing still managed to avoid being in the shot!

A small amount of blood drips from Max's nose. Probably... probably done here. ]

Okay, okay, I give up. It's all yours.

I'll just capture your moment of triumph instead.

[misterprongs]

[ james tosses max a grin, and he's about to do exactly that -- but then he notices the blood, and he frowns, putting his full focus on her. ]

You alright?

[timelapsed]

[ Max wipes the blood off with the back of her shirt sleeve. ] Yeah... Yeah, I'm fine.

[ Deflection is in order! ] Now how about you show me your sweet moves? I have to at least get one good picture out of this mess.

[misterprongs]

[ james doesn't look entirely convinced, still frowning at max... but he lets it go for now, turning to the snitch, which is flitting about over his head. ]

This one's a bit old, so it's a little slower than normal.

[ james lets his eyes follow the snitch around while speaking, predicting its movements. ]

I'm not a Seeker on my team, but playing with this thing helps me with my reflexes, and lets me --

[ and his hand snatches out, closing neatly over the snitch. ]

-- get faster.

[timelapsed]

[ Max captures this in photo form, at least. CLICK, flash! ]

Okay, I have to admit, I'm impressed. You did a better job in like two seconds than I did in however long I was at it.