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Who: Misty and all you revelers
Broadcast: Fleetwide Video
Action: The FS Starlight
When: All night long!!! It's Mardi Gras!!!

[Aww everyone look at this cute hippie girl with her sweet southern drawl not having a mental breakdown like the last time most of you would have seen her. She's also got a more festive get up on: a shiny gold bodice fits over her flowing black dress, bright purple and green scarves drape around her shoulders, and a jaunty top hat sits on her head. Grinning from ear to ear, she addresses the fleet:]

Hey y'all this is Misty! I don't know how much or what folks here know about Earth holidays and all that, but today's a big one where I come from: Mardi Gras. It's like... this big feast day right before a period of fastin' in preparation for Easter. It won't be the same without the parades and the costumes and the food - ain't got no gumbo in space apparently - but I found this sweet club called that plays some pretty good jazz and I sure would appreciate some company if y'all are interested in a little fun!

[After giving the location of the club and what time she'll meet you there, she picks up a glass full of what looks like beer and tilts it in the direction of her audience.]

Laissez les bons temps rouler!

[Let the good times roll, and feel free to use this as a mingle post if you like!]

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Does Cafe Du Monde do the best beignets there ever be? [That was rhetorical as clearly the answer was yes, and if anyone said no they were insane and didn't know any better.]

When I was a teen me 'nd my cousin use to go scare the tourists takin' the cemetary tours when they went to her tomb. 'til my tante beat it out of us for disrespectin' her, though suppose that was for our own good, don't wanna upset 'nything that might be hangin' 'round that place. [Ahh, but it was still good memories, even if they were just stupid boys who had no idea what they were messing with.]

Your tante knows what she's talkin' about. Trust me, you don't go messin' with Marie Laveau.

Ah, wouldn't dream of it now days, but everyone got a time in their life when they were young 'nd foolish, though got a few 'round here that would still say 'm the second one. [Remy shot a grin her way with that before moving onto what brought him here, or at least one of the things.]

I can't believe I forgot Mardi Gras this year, though suppose can give m'self some leeway with bein' from different years. Still, kinda wanna hunt down the 'ngrediants on this station to try 'nd put something half decent together. Maybe a king cake... [He did still have some flour left over from the last planet they stopped at, and had gone shopping for supplies at the station to replace what he had used.]

[She brightens at that.]

You know how to make a king cake? Well ain't it my lucky day! I'd be happy to help you... never made one myself, mind, but I used to help my mama, when I was a kid.

That I do, been makin' them since I was a boy. May have to go for a bit of a hunt to find the right stuff for it, or substitute items for it, but more than happy to have ya lend me a hand, since ya offerin'.

What ship ya stationed on 'nd what their kitchen situation like? [Remy was pretty sure the Wonder Duck had the most up to date versions of the kitchens so they weren't going to do better than that, but that oven was unreliable at the best of times. Hell, maybe the station had a bakery or something similar in the food court areas that they could borrow one of those for a day.]

I'm on the Windrose and I ain't gonna lie, our kitchen's pretty shit. Now that I've got a little money I'm going to help Vision get an upgrade, but apparently they don't do that 'til the end of the month, so for right now we're stuck.

[There was a bit of a pause as Remy turned the name of the ship over in his head, before letting out a 'huh',] That's Natasha's ship. [Remembering the woman's tone as she talked about her ship and the clear attachment there was there.]

'nterestin' femme, seems real capable. [It was said around a sip of his drink, he still sure there was more to that woman than he had seen so far.] 'nd that real nice of ya chere to be offerin' to do that, provided our funds get unfrozen some time soon.

Well it ain't totally selfless, you know. I need the kitchen for my potions and everything.

Oh yeah? [There was a moment that Remy took to consider what she meant by that, the potions. Could be a version of science, maybe an alchemy, which wouldn't be too great a leap to take with the era some of their ship mates were from. Yet she did seem interested in spirits and asked about magic so maybe this was along another lines.] So ya practice... wicca? [It was a bit of a guess, not going too much on the topic and hopefully wouldn't be insulting if he got the term wrong.]

[She snorts.]

Nah, I'm a real witch.

[Was that so? Well better to try and keep on the good side of this all.] Ah, apologizes chere, can't say I know too much of that to give the proper terms, sorry 'bout that.

In fact, donno too much of it at all, bar movies 'nd tv, which gotta guess that don't even scratch the surface of it all.

Aw, don't worry about it. The rules and names are all so weird anyway, dependin' on what universe you're from. Maybe someplace else those Wicca girls are real witches. Not in my world though. They think they know, but they ain't got a clue about what it's really like.

Yeah, got those as well back home, dependin' on the current trends 'nd the like. Gotta 'ssume there be real witches 'nd... warlocks? [Was that the right title for male practitioners?] Out there. Big 'nough world, 'nd if voodoo works I gotta 'ssume that magic or, [A wave of his hand as Remy tried to think up a better term, but coming up with nothing.] Whatever the correct term be, gotta be real also. Just, haven't run 'cross it m'self it seems.

Most people haven't. But watch!

[She turns her focus on his drink, concentrating real hard. The telekinesis comes easier to her when she's angry or scared, but she is getting better. The glass raises in the air and not even a drop of liquid spills... that is until she gets too excited and drops it too quickly.]

Shit, sorry 'bout that. I'll get you another one.

[Sheepish smile.]

Not my best magic, I admit.

[The sudden collapse of the drink bubble only caused a raised brow from Remy, the events before only a smile rather than any negative reaction, and as the spilled liquid threatened to seep over the edge of the table towards his legs he just brushed a palm over it to push it back away.]

That pretty good chere, 'nd for not bein' ya best ya did have some good form there. It be telekinesis or some other manipulation?

[Oh good, he's not mad. She nods eagerly.]

Yeah, telekinesis! I only just learned I could do it. Ain't many witches around any more and took me a long time before I found anyone like me.

Had a good friend from the last place I was in who was telekinetic, but that more to do with our DNA than 'ny trainin' like ya have. [And it was only fair that he shared since she did, reaching out to touch a finger to his now empty glass and putting a charge through it until it glowed, very careful not to push the charge too far. It was more just to show he had a power, not make it explode.] 'nd it varies from person to person what we can do.

Wow!

[Misty lowers her head to watch the glowing glass more closely.]

That's so cool!

[She looks back up at him and grins.]

I can't believe my luck, meetin' a Louisiana boy and he's got powers to boot! What else can you do?

[Drawing the charge back into him and leaving the glass to stay where it sat on the table, not picking it up just yet from how hot the charge had made it, Remy shot a smile over at Misty.] Ah, Lady Luck works in wonderful 'nd mysterious ways, 'nd she's always been rather kind to me.

M' powers ain't just a light show, stuff I touch explodes when I put that energy 'nto it. From my world 'm known as a mutant, we all get our own powers 'nd can range from telekinetics like ya, to mind readin', fire control, shape shiftin', lot of things.

Oh! You must be from Kitty's world then! She said she was a mutant too!

Not quite. There is a Kitty Pryde from the world 'm from, but the one we got here be from an different but kinda the same universe to mine. It's... well above m' level of understandin', I just go along with it. [Remy added a shrug to the end of that.]

Yeah, I don't understand all that stuff either. [She returns his shrug with one of her own.] But that's the way it is, right? Even if we don't get it.

So it seems, kinda get past the point of wonderin' 'nd just goin' with it. Easier that way, less worry 'bout all this merde goin' on 'round us. 'nd really, 've been in worse places than this all, it ain't half bad. Certainly meetin' 'nterestin' people. [Remy shot a smile in her direction as he said that.]

[She smiles back, blushing just a little. Is he flirting? Maybe? She's not very good at this kind of thing.]

That's for sure. And no one 'round here seems to be scared of my powers or want them for anything.

[Maybe, it all depended on how she reacted and Remy was happy to let this all play out either way, either as a friendly meet up to celebrate a much special day, or as something more.] Yeah, found that m'self. It's nice not to have to face the kind of fear 'nd anger 'nd hate my kind can get back home. Then again, so many worlds, so many options, never know what others call normal.

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