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!]

Comments

[mysterzie]

[ When Mattias gets closer, Erin wiggles her fingers in hello and decides to very willfully misinterpret the question. ]

Well, I learned about it from a busybody. Pretty common knowledge, though.

[noctiphile]

[He wiggles his fingers back suspiciously, side-eyeing her.]

No. No, I don't think it is. Last I checked I was hardly a celebrity here.

[mysterzie]

Not you, the not-getting-your-stitches-wet part.

[ So, so innocent over here. ]

[noctiphile]

[He's stopped wading closer, gesturing to himself.]

That doesn't make sense. How can my stitches be more famous than me? They're on my body.

[mysterzie]

[ She makes a vague wave of her arm as if blowing away the stupidity. ]

In general. Keep up. You'd think you got your brain busted with how long this is taking you.

[noctiphile]

[For some reason, that's what gets him. This is familiar. He knows this. His face falls flat.]

It's you, isn't it, Aaron.

[mysterzie]

[ That gets a huge grin and another, coy finger-wiggle. ]

Erin, yes. Okay that's your new record. We'll see how you do next time in comparison!

[noctiphile]

No.

[He holds up a finger.] That was my only record. We're not doing this again.

[mysterzie]

[ Erin looks surprised, blinks at the finger in confusion. ]

What?

[noctiphile]

[Mattias feels ridiculous saying something like this half-naked in the water but what can you do. There's no way he's climbing onto the bank with Aaron. Erin. Whatever.]

We're not making this into some type of game. I'm not going to guess at all your disguises.

[mysterzie]

Then don't guess and don't care. You can't stop me.

[ It's said as a matter of fact. Erin suffers no consequences. Ever. She doesn't have to, not with her skillset and her learned paranoia, a fierce clinging to her own whims. The Man doesn't get to take any of her away. ]

[noctiphile]

[Mattias stands with his arms akimbo, gaze flat. It's becoming his trademark look for talking to Erin.]

I doubt that will stop you from pestering me with it.

[mysterzie]

That's what I just said.

[ She's got her arms crossed, looking Mattias up and down with a bit of an appreciative gaze for the half-naked bit before she finally pays attention to the spot where the stitches are hiding. ]

You know this place is probably really, really dirty right?

[noctiphile]

[The gaze makes him uncomfortable; he's happy for the question.]

Yes, that is why I am, again, keeping my neck out of the water.

[He really doesn't want ELN scolding him again.]

[mysterzie]

[ It probably should, not that Erin wants it to put anyone off. She takes a few steps into the water, one hand going to raise her skirt so it doesn't trip her up. ]

What if someone came in and shoved you over? You were being pretty loud about looking for company.

[noctiphile]

[Oh no. Oh no no no no. He hopsteps backwards, nearly tripping into the river.]

No. Not yours!

[He's at a loss for what to do to fend her off. After looking around, he comes up with one solution and... splashes her.] Back! Back!

[mysterzie]

[ Erin pulls back as soon as Mattias goes for the splash attack (it's not very effective...) but even enhanced reflexes can't work through water that well and her legs and torso end up all wet. ]

Oh, what the hell! I wasn't going to come dunk you!

[noctiphile]

Well, it certainly looked that way.

[He crosses his arms. Not going to apologize.] Can't you just... shapeshift out of those clothes or something anyway?

[He waves a hand.]

[mysterzie]

[ Something in her expression darkens, an actually angry and pained look that isn't directed at Mattias beyond him asking the question in the first place. ]

No, that's transmogrification. Shapeshifting just gives me something that fits, kind of messes with what I've already got on.

[noctiphile]

[The change of expression is curious but the difference between definitions is what grabs his attention. Tilting his head, he settles into his standard inquisitiveness.]

What a strange limit. Are there people who can do both?

[mysterzie]

[ She crosses her arms, looking rather peevish now. ]

Yes. Sometimes it's the same one power — transformation, I think — and then you've got people who just have both and use them together.

[noctiphile]

But not you. [He doesn't mean it maliciously and looks confused as to why she's annoyed. Not that it'll stop him.] You can only use the one and... that blinking thing you do. Teleportation?

[Is that the right word?]

[mysterzie]

[ It's there that Erin realizes she hecked up. There's a moment of stunned confusion before she shrugs and can't quite look Mattias in the eye anymore. This isn't home, but the fear remains. Multiple powers doesn't happen unless you're a dealer. Revealing you're a dealer is just asking to be caught and shipped away. It's a bit of a shock to realize that, well, she's not as isolated in using one power with someone and another with someone else. ]

Something like that. Some asshole stole my t-mog.

[noctiphile]

T-mog?

[No idea what that is but whatever. Ask later, help now. His brow furrows and whatever tension was left releases. No longer is there anger present but concern and, as always, curiosity.] Do you know where they took it?

[mysterzie]

Transmogrification.

[ She learned that shortening from her only friend ever. :D It's cool. But she huffs at the question and only looks more irritated. ]

They kept it. Probably put it away nice and fucking safe in one of their facilities or with their top dealers or something.