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[chaosse]

Who: Eris & anyone!
Broadcast: N/A
Action: e v e r y w h e r e
When: after that glorious shuffle

[ It's another glorious day in the mortal realm, or as close to it as one can get when they're adrift in space. And you know what? Eris isn't even bothered that she's been summoned there despite the impossibility of it all. The fleet is just teeming with all sort of calamitous potential. So many people at odds with themselves, riddled with guilt or greed or doubt.

Pawns ripe for her to manipulate and lead to their untimely destruction.

Now that she's no longer confined to the Marsiva Eris can move about freely as she pleases, drifting from ship to ship with a mere thought. The Huntress, Tourist, Red Fish, Blue Fish...any ship is fair game to her and so is anyone. So the big question is...what exactly is your character doing? ]



[ ooc; if you haven't seen or filled it out, here is her permissions! Eris will be creeping and/or flirting on your character like hella if you tag in, be warned. ]

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[chaosse]

[ Eris? Looks positively tickled, leaning over to catch him under the chin again. ]

Sourpuss.

[beardstrokes]

Yes. But you knew that.

[ He wonders what appeal he must have. Though, he thinks dryly, he's always held this kind of appeal. Nothing has changed. ]

[chaosse]

[ He's a looker, it's true. Not much that can be done about that. ]

Mmhmm♥ But there's hope for you yet~

[beardstrokes]

Hope towards what? A sudden fondness for suits?

[chaosse]

Oh Obi-wan. You're not even trying.

[beardstrokes]

You haven't been very forthcoming either.

[chaosse]

How's that? I told you exactly what we're doing~

[beardstrokes]

Not in so many words.

[ Though he assumes whatever she wants, it'll wait. ]

Well, then. Where to?

[chaosse]

The source of all this would be pretty interesting, don't you think?

[beardstrokes]

You mean the Terraformers?

[chaosse]

Precisely!

[beardstrokes]

What about them?

[chaosse]

Why don't we go take a look~?

[beardstrokes]

[ He shrugs. He's not unsettled . . . at least not yet. ]

All right. After you.

[chaosse]

[ He says like that she isn't going to go ahead anyway♥ Eris laughs and merely melts away, gone for all intents and purposes although her smoke remains and swirls around his feet, drifting towards the massive craters which house the blackened monoliths. ]

[beardstrokes]

[ He follows, his hand still resting on his training saber. It gave him some measure of comfort. ]

[chaosse]

[ So long as he keeps moving♥ And hey: when he reaches the edge of the large crater, that smoke will swirl around his feet and rush forward, knitting together until the rock literally juts out of itself and creates a staircase down.

Eris waits at the bottom. ]

[beardstrokes]

[ He could jump down easily enough . . .

But he takes the stairs. More civilized and polite that way. ]

[chaosse]

[ And as soon as he steps down, the structure cracks and crumbles to dust as if suddenly aged through a millennia. Which isn't out of the range of possibility, considering it's Eris at his side. ]

Just a little further~

[beardstrokes]

[ He leaps down easily enough, landing on his feet before he straightens up, brushing dirt and dust from his clothes. Ugh. ]

I hope it's worth all the suspense.

[chaosse]

What could be more worth it than a machine that single-handedly ruined a moon?

[beardstrokes]

[ Just one? ]

I don't see why a being like yourself would care about a machine.

[chaosse]

[ They're all one collective as far as Eris is concerned, no matter how many actually "machines" they're split up into. ]

Oh Obi-wan. Anything that causes this much damage is bound to be fun♥

[beardstrokes]

You'll find that I don't agree with that.