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Who: Everyone
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Iskaulit
When:

[So we've been stuck on the poison moon for a couple months now, so a lot of people probably want to get away from that.

Unfortunately, the only place you really can get away from it besides your own ship is the Iskaulit. So, here's a June Iskaulit mingle!]

Comments

[save_the_souls]

[Allen knows that Nightingale is there, but he's too invested in playing with the foxes to immediately go over to her. BUT he does react to that fox climbing on his back, and tries to look over his shoulder to see them]

Hey, what are you doing?

[experiencepoints]

She likes to be high up.

[As demonstrated by the fox continuing to climb until it's trying to get up onto Allen's head.

Nightingale, of course, is doing nothing to stop it.]

[save_the_souls]

Is that so? [As the fox tries to climb, he reaches up and picks up the fox- seeing if he can get them to sit on top of his head while supporting it. He's used to Timcanpy sitting on his head]

Ah- she's a little heavier than Tim!

[experiencepoints]

"Tim"?

She is absolutely a pain in the neck, though.

[save_the_souls]

Yeah, he's my golem.

[He's totally grinning as he's trying to get a look at this fox on his head]

Aw- but she's an adorable pain in the neck! [Yep. Someone definitely has a soft spot]

[experiencepoints]

[... wait.]

She is, and she knows it, but- You have a golem?

[Judging from her expression, she is most definitely not thinking of the same thing as Allen.]

[save_the_souls]

Um, yeah? He's right over there!

[He points up to Timcanpy who has perched himself on a high rafter, away from the foxes. Timcanpy is yes, small and cute and looks like a quidditch snitch- though it sure looks like he's seething at this fox that took his spot on Allen's head. How dare she!! ]

[experiencepoints]

... No, isn't that one of those ridiculous balls from Ros- from Hermione's world? Golems are like... Twenty feet tall, made of rocks, hit like a truck?

[the fox looks back up at timcampy

... somehow, it looks smug as fuck about it.]

[save_the_souls]

[Okay so Timcanpy's seething? Stops at the remark and instead his wings shoot straight up and he looks at Nightingale in disbelief. HOW DARE YOU]

Uh, no? He's definitely a golem. The twenty-feet tall rock monsters are just a stereotype.

[experiencepoints]

I- I guess so? But that stereotype has punched me in the face a few times. Ruins full of them, attacking anyone who comes by. They hurt.

[She looks up at Tim's reaction and squints.]

... Is that a bad reaction? Did I piss him off?

[save_the_souls]

Ah, I'm sorry to hear that. I promise Tim only bites, he can't really punch.

[Though his bite can cut through stone so that might not be much of a comfort]

Er...well, I wouldn't say he's mad yet. But...no one likes having their identity challenged, right?

[experiencepoints]

I suppose not... Sorry, Tim?

[She lowers her head in apology.

Her fox, on the other hand, is scooting around on Allen's head, preparing to pounce at Tim, because it's small, shiny, and funny-looking.]