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mingle a little Mor tonight

Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: Sure!
Action: The wonderful world of Mor, nearby way-stations, and ships!
When: The first week or so of arrival

[this is it-- Atroma's surprise vacation stay for you all! it's time to explore, speculate, relax, and totally behave yourselves. right?

how are you all dealing with the ever-so-educational volcano? have you played around with the visual toggle on those collars yet? aren't they cool? aren't these peasant clothes rad? if you haven't had a decent meal since Abeo, maybe you could afford some of that authentic farm-raised meat they have here. historical!

I bet you're all excited and completely thrilled to be here! who wouldn't be? ...so, make some discoveries, make some friends, and have fun!]

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Fine. My mistake.

[...and, boy, there's a pause where he almost keeps his mouth shut. he's so close...]

You're going white.

[same goddamn thing. you're old.]

I came here to call you gorgeous, and this is how you treat me?

I'm hurt, Tek.

[he sounds so. dead inside.]

[ Chris groans, turning his head away from the hand on his neck. His head is killing him. Smells and sounds and touch all a bit too sensitive. ]

Nngh. Yeah.

[At that, he laughs. It's a humorless sound, sharper than it is warm.]

Put me into space for what? A title that means nothing to me? So, you're a dealer? I'm a traitor and a heretic. What do our old titles matter? Why would I tell anyone about something I know nothing about?

[Shaking his head, he scoffs.] I won't tell. And I will... listen. For those who have powers they don't want. There must be some among us.

You might not, but what if someone else does?

[ Stupid. Erin turns, is genuinely confused by the offer and somewhat annoyed by the condition. ]

Most people want their powers. That's the trick.

I'm from a little town in the middle of Mexico, San Angel. It's a good place, it's got good people in it.

[A pause, because he's remembered not everyone is from the same world here. ]

...That's on a planet called Earth.

town;

[ riku's hard to spot with black hair, and not-so-pale skin. his freckles don't stand out as much, but they're there, and his hair's the same cut, but it blends in with the crowd. but, you might find him in the square where there's a little dancing party--part of a festival or something, and riku's actually having fun for once.

but, his eyes are the same, and when he turns, he holds a hand out to a passerby. ]

Wanna try? This dance isn't too hard.

volcano;

[ meanwhile, inside the volcano, riku is his jumpy self.

it's not because of the holograms, because of the people... well, it's slightly because of the people.

no, it's the hologram of lava, of the volcano itself. look, if you're an island kid, you know that volcanoes aren't the best landmarks to have. riku knows it's a hologram, but he still jumps and frets all the while, looking a little paler than he usually does. ]

job board;

[ hmmm.

this unsuspecting young man looks to be very quiet as he watches other people grab jobs and leave, but he himself... well.

... you might notice that he's squinting at the job offers kind of closely and then backs up when someone comes nearby, like he might be afraid of getting in their way. he hasn't grabbed any job yet.

he certainly wants to. but... he's got some trouble. ]

forest outside the city;

[ muffled "i'll make a man out of you" in the distance--

riku's training here. there's some flashy spells and he might be testing status effects (sleep, slow, stop) on a little squirrel he found (uh, sorry, is this animal cruelty?) and practicing his sword forms with a meticulously carved branch.

be aware that he probably will either attack or bind you if you interrupt. ]

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[Not hitting on women half his age should not be an accomplishment. But small comforts, Beverly. Her mouth forms a tight line as she thinks.]

Hmmm....

[She looks like she is about to say something else, but thinks better if it.]

Well, shall we head back?

[Mattias gestures with an arm folded at the elbow.]

And if they want them, I want them to have them. I'm offering to help where I can. You can take it or ignore it. Neither matters to me.

Why?

[ That's what it comes down to. She doesn't want the help because no one should be offering help. Mattias shouldn't even know this much, but he's stupid enough that Erin's not quite scared of him getting her into too much trouble over it. ]

No, scratch that. How? You just going to tell them someone wants to take their powers if they don't want them?

[He shrugs, glad she dropped the "why" question. He's starting to hate that question.]

Possibly. We'll see what the matter calls for.

Fine.

[ She watches him a moment longer before she starts to climb out of the river. ]

You'll get pruney if you stay in there too long!

[She frowns]

You don't look well. Can you move? Our ship has a sickbay where I could help you better than out here.

[ That gets an amused sound out of Chris before he decides that's a bad idea too. ]

So's mine. Ugh... [ He slowly tries to sit up, eyes not even opening and it's pretty clear he's in pain. That instant knockout for shimmering outside the radius has definitely left the mother of all headaches. ] I think... I'm okay.

[okay, using context clues... he's gonna guess that plant-guy here is a Sylvari...]

Sylvari are strange here, that's the thing. This planet has only ever had humans in it.

So if they see someone who looks really different from them, like a monster, or an elf, or something like you... They're going to be so astonished that they might get scared, and that would be bad.

[As she leaves, he rolls his eyes, and says nothing. Later, though, he'll come to wonder at just why his skin is so wrinkled. How strange.]

[Oh. Hmm, she shrugs.]

If you want to get it, I'll see if I can make up the difference.

[She's not hurting for money, after all...]

Oh, little Nightjar...

[normally he'd have something lovely and poetic to say. maybe promising on the moon and stars, or something like that. he's a charmer. it'd hook him pretty bad.

...but instead, he smiles wide and lets go of Mattias, only to suddenly bend down and scoop him up into his arms. rather like picking up a helpless damsel, really. he's much stronger than he should be, able to pick up someone his same size as easily as if they were a hollow doll.]

You're drunk. [a uneven giggle.] But I won't tell, I promise. Promise, promise.

[With a belabored sigh, money falls into the shopkeeper's hands. Satisfied, the shopkeep quiets, counting the money and gesturing for more. "For reparations." Mattias fixes him with his most dissuasive frown before turning away, expression mimicking that of a tired parent, exasperated with their sole child.]

Must you make a nuisance of yourself everywhere you go?

You do? [Ino might be looking back at the listing, but Krista swivels in closer to try and get her attention again.] Really? How does it work?

And I can, um, do more than just water. There's fire, or, um, earth, air, and wood.

[okay, that makes him laugh. he has to stifle it with his hand--doesn't want to be inappropriately loud in a holy temple.]

Poor man. I can at least thank my luck I've never gotten quite that bad...

[ Aaron splutters when Mattias appears and clears out the issue with hardly a twitch. Well, beyond Mattias' usual amounts of twitching and complaining and moaning. ]

I was going to handle that!

...

[continues to stare at him, dead-eyed.]

You know that doesn't sound much better, right?

volcano;

[ Lloyd is not happy today.

for anyone who knows him well enough, this is a bit-- actually, very unlike him. whenever the fleet touched down on a planet, he was usually among those that were excitedly exploring, trying to get a feel for the new environment that they were dropped off in.

and he was, at first! the volcano had all but freaked him out, but discovering that it was an illusion had him starry-eyed in seconds. but as soon as they were forced to watch the video? well, he's instantly gone silent. there's a frown etched on his face and his jaw is tensed. his hands are balled up into fists, practically shaking from how tight they are.

he doesn't follow everyone else out of the volcano. instead, he hangs back, eyes to the ground and looking very tense, as though he's trying REALLY hard not to punch the nearest object or person.

all of this. it's just like what happened back home. ]

town/marketplace;

[ eventually he does leave! the town's aesthetics reminds him of Sylvarant, but it leaves a bittersweet taste in his mouth because it's fake fake fake. for now, though, he tries to behave himself, knowing better than to rush into anything unprepared, so for the first few days, he explores around town to see what he can prepare himself with. which means you can find him either...

A: looking around in the marketplace for better weapons and armor! if you happen to be next to him, he'll turn to you as he's holding one of two matching swords. ]

Hey, what do you think of these?

[ B: looking at the jobs board! he's trying to find something interesting, but everything here is so boring! fetch herbs? farmwork?! UGH. where's the monster slaying?! excuse him as he groans irritably, kicking the jobs board.

or C: hanging around the castle! the head honcho usually lives in a castle, right? with all those guards stationed there, it's possible that there's where the bastard behind this place is hiding. he doesn't stick to one place for long, moving just as the guards start to get suspicious. maybe if he could find an opening, he could figure out a way in there... ]

[ Chris just brings his hand to his face as if to hide the shame. SHAAAAME. ]

No, it... doesn't, does it. I swear I'm not going to go after anyone here for body parts or whatever, all right?

[ Because that would be demonic and like fuck he's going to even entertain the thought. ]

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