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

[amarant]

It has grass, or trees, other plants...if anything can live there, it's the god's land. I've never known of anyone who lived outside it.

[noctiphile]

So it looks just like this. That doesn't help.

[He sighs, falling back into the grass.] Perhaps it was meant to remain a mystery. A chance to enjoy nature's beauty as it is, so to speak.

[amarant]

Maybe if I kept walking, I'd find the place where it all stops.

I wonder, how far would that be?

[noctiphile]

No matter the distance, it'd be a lonely walk for certain.

[He folds his arms behind his head, smiling at her.]

Perhaps you'd accept some company.

[amarant]

Oh, you wouldn't mind?

[ She has some trouble remembering what she's told people, so he might just see her as a normal young girl. ]

It'd certainly be more pleasant...safer too.

[noctiphile]

[He laughs lightly, propping himself up.]

Flattered as I am that you apparently enjoy my company, I can't vouch for my skills at protection. We may be no safer than if you were alone. Conversation, though, that I can offer. Conversation and questions.

[Slumping back into the grass, he closes his eyes as a breeze rushes by.] It'd be nice to see the end of the world.

[amarant]

Conversation isn't bad either. In fact, almost as good as protection.

[ Looking kind of off into the distance. ]

And getting to see the end of the world might be even better.

[noctiphile]

Then it sounds like we have a proper tripped planned. Who's bringing the food?

[amarant]

I don't have any, but I have money...what do you like?

[noctiphile]

Everything. [He chuckles.] I'm simple.

[He waves a hand.] But you don't have to get me anything. I was joking. Mostly. I will dine on our conversation.

[amarant]

If we find fruit, we can eat that.

Unless you only need conversation to live?

[noctiphile]

[He laughs.]

I think if I were able to do that, I'd be quite happy.

[Shaking his head now.] No, fruit sounds fine. And I suppose I can afford to purchase some small meats and cheese.