mingle a little Mor tonight

[catamite]

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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[heresyandlace]

'Earthly.' [he rolls the term around in his head, while Mattias is undoubtedly treating himself to watching Tek flick in and out of what he 'should' look like if he'd ever decided to keep up a flawless mask, finding a peculiar hilarity to the whole thing.] I suppose so.

And, yes... fascinating would be the word--regardless of any positive or negative opinion beyond that. If anything, it's at least a novelty.

[and then he'll finally reach up to toggle the button on his own collar, comparing Mattias' natural and modulated appearances.]

[noctiphile]

[The change is minimal and thoroughly unentertaining. Tek's changes prove far more captivating, a shift from eerie beauty to normal handsomeness. "Normal".]

Do you think they could be fixed to alter more? I've always wondered what I'd look like bald. Or-hm. Maybe with more muscles. [He flexes like a strongman and laughs at the ridiculousness of it all.]

Have you finished the quiz yet? I was hoping for someone to accompany me inside. Or did you plan on admiring yourself all day?

[heresyandlace]

[he doesn't laugh, but the wry smirk at the images that Mattias' suggestions conjure in his head is close enough.]

If you'd like company outside, I'd be happy to oblige.

...I could even give you hints if you get stuck on the quiz.

[which, is a joke. the quiz is hilariously easy if you know how to pay attention.]

[noctiphile]

How generous. I might take you up on it. I'm stuck on number seven. "Is the sky blue?" I think the answer might be no.

[That's not a real question, but it's about the level of difficulty. He says it all with mock consideration, face twisting into exaggerated expressions of thought.]

[heresyandlace]

[joke or not, he'll use it as a launching point for a relevant subject.]

Ah, that was a trick question, you see. The correct answer is "only if the volcano god says so."

They take their falsely-crafted religion very seriously, here.

[noctiphile]

[That seems to dampen his mood slightly. He combs his hair back.]

Ah, is that so? How nostalgic. Pick something large that could kill you and worship it so it doesn't. Do you think it ever listens?

[heresyandlace]

Well... being that we are the reality of said volcano god--you tell me.

[he finally puts the mirror away.]

And the point--I believe--is don't argue with them, and it will be fine.

[noctiphile]

[He clucks his tongue.] If that's the case, I truly will need you.

[Looking back at him with a wry grin.]—To catch my tongue, should the urge to argue compel me. Staying silent is not my strong suit.

[heresyandlace]

Nor is it mine, but the temptation to conform is occasionally enough to temporarily abide by. How am I going to explore this place if I'm being hauled away for punishment all the time, after all?

...Besides, watching you trip up first will be worth it, I think. I'm sure there's only so much I can do to keep you quiet.

[noctiphile]

You have point. [He bobs to the side.] Alright, two points. But I think it's unfair that you're already discounting me. I'd wager I'll be able to keep it quiet. Maybe for even longer than you.

[He's gonna lose.]

[heresyandlace]

What happened to you needing me to restrain your tongue? [yeah, now that he's finally smirking again, the expression only continues to get worse.]

Was that just an excuse to spend time with me?

[noctiphile]

[His smile is sheepish and faltering.] Would it be so bad if it was?

[heresyandlace]

[...cute.]

I'm flattered.

[noctiphile]

You’re probably the first.

[He laughs not out of humor but because it needs to be marked as a joke.] Shall we go?

[heresyandlace]

Yes, let's.

[stepping over to his side, ready to go.]

And I'd say something about how you should have more confidence in yourself, but... honestly, I think it's part of your charm.

[noctiphile]

You know, something tells me that's not purely a compliment.

But—[He holds up a finger, trying to hide a grin and failing.]—I will choose to take it as one.

[And with one last smile, he leads them off into the ~*unknown*~]