driftfleet | interfaith dinner mingle!!

Who: Interfaith Center regulars & the not-so-regulars (party crashers are welcome too!!)
Broadcast: Nope
Action: Interfaith Center on the Iskaulit
When: Forward-dated to November 4th

[The Interfaith Center sounds far more bustling and busy than usual - and anyone peering inside would quickly figure out that a communal dinner is underway! Take off your shoes and walk in: the lounge has extra tablecloths on the floor as well as buffet tables with non-alcoholic beverages and all sorts of food, including Jordanian cuisine (or the outer space equivalent of Jordanian food).

The board games are out of their hiding nooks; the furniture's arranged for the maximum seating possible; and even the teddy bears donated by Kitty & Winn are out for cuddling, should anyone want them.

The kitchen's bustling with helpers - Stefan's running around at vamp-speed to make sure everything's a) done on time and b) cooked to perfection - but he sure wouldn't mind an extra hand. And if you're still not up for some food? Well, the prayer rooms are open as usual. There's always a quiet moment to be found, even if the laughter's louder and the scent of freshly-baked mansaf's wafting through the long corridors.

Anyone and everyone who's ever been inside the Interfaith Center has been invited (via text message - and Stefan even used the fancy emoji). If you're not particularly faithful or devout? Well, drop by anyways. There's more than enough food to spare.]

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[Leliana finds herself intrigued by the board games, though they are mostly familiar to her. When she spots someone playing chess, she immediately takes the seat opposite them, albeit... an invisible person???]

Care to play a game?

[Mikleo tilts his head, observing how the woman looks in his direction, but... not quite at him. So she can't see him, then. She looks vaguely familiar, but he can't place her just yet. Maybe he's seen her around on the network?

Either way, he reaches out and slides a pawn into a novice starting position.]

I'd like that.

[He has no idea if she can hear him either, but it's worth a shot. Regardless, he's up for a round. He's inexperienced, but he catches on fast, so hopefully he can make it fun.]

[While she isn't so nearly as magically or spiritually inclined as a Mage, being in his presence was a bit like a whisper or having your hair stand on end. You feel something but it isn't quite there so much. She isn't bothered by it, of course. It reminds her of Cole.]

A good start, I think.

[Is she talking to him? Is she talking to herself? It's hard to tell, really. She moves the pawn in front of her King first and then rests her chin in one hand while she watches the board.]

[It is hard to tell, and Mikleo is momentarily distracted trying to figure it out before he finally kicks himself back into the game. His turns are slow and thoughtful, probably too cautious, and the lack of experience shows.

In the meantime, he tries again- a more obvious question this time, just to check.]

What's your name? You're familiar.

[It might clue him in when she doesn't respond. That subtle whisper she felt is still there, and yet she wasn't nearly so perceptive of spirits as she'd like. A shame, really. She would have liked a good conversation. His caution makes her smile a bit. She could cheat and he'd never notice. Which is why instead of moving a pawn forward two spaces she moves three, an illegal move. Would he notice? She had no way of knowing unless he tried to play the game normally and hope he'd win.]

[Well, so much for that. Most people in the fleet aren't so rude as to ignore him, so she's probably similar to Clay, resonance-wise. Well, that's fine.

He watches her move the pawn and considers it a moment, brows furrowed. He'd spent the last little while scrutinizing and memorizing the rules, and he recognizes that's not something you're supposed to do. Maybe it's an unwritten rule? Or maybe she follows a different set of rules than what was written?

Well, either way, he can't play like that. He reaches out to move her pawn, not his- tilting it over on its side. Try again?]

[She chuckles a bit, righting her pawn on the correct square.]

Ah - I take it I'll have to play fair with you then, no?

[Still can't hear him of course but if he can see what she's doing on the board then it would take a bit more craftiness which was no problem to her.]

[Aha, so it had been an intentional cheat. Mikleo gives his chin a brief tap, considering his options. Rather than moving another piece, instead he summons up his communicator, pulls up his contact info, and sets it on the table between them. As he pulls his hand back, he draws his mana out of it- which should cause it to materialize properly for her, like any normal object would.

Might be easier if they could have a real conversation.]

[ Leliana looks to the communicator and then back to the empty space, nodding in understanding.]

I believe it is your turn?

[He returns to the game properly this time, moving another piece forward. It's early game yet, so the moves are pretty basic and non-threatening.]

I like this sort of challenge... you really have to consider your moves well ahead of time.

interfaith dinner mingle!!

dumb question but would Leliana know that the dragon was him?? gonna assume no for now

not dumb at all! not sure either tbh, it wasn't really broadcast but sorey was honest if it came up

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