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Who: Lumiére and YOU
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Marsiva
When: Right noe

[There are some things a person comes to expect in their life. Of course, magical curses that turn you and your colleagues into inanimate objects tends to move those goalposts a little, but you still expect certain things to remain the way they are.

For instance, if you live in an 18th century castle in the middle of France, you honestly don't expect to be suddenly not in that castle. And you absolutely do not expect to be suddenly in space. You sure don't expect to somehow understand, at least vaguely what space is. These are things Lumiére did not expect to happen to him today, and yet here they are, happening.

But then again, the Flooters probably don't expect to see a sentient candelabra shuffling in front of their screens as he presses his little candle hands to the window, staring out in the blank nothingness. Lumiére has no idea how he got here, he has no idea WHY he's here, but there's one thing he knows for absolute certainty-

Cogsworth is going to KILL him. ]

Zut alors! What is this place?

[He really, genuinely doesn't have time for this. Usually he's a big fan of all kinds of tomfoolery, but he's kind of on a really tight schedule right now and it's really, really not one he can shirk. He needs to get out of...whatever this is and get back. Like. Now. He turns, looking around him in the vast room, hoping for a sign of life.]

Hello? Anyone home?

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[ it would be a nice clue if the world made sense today but it clearly doesn't. ]

Eh, likewise, Lumiére. And yeah, pretty much. [ there is only so much explaining he can do, especially when his brain is broken. ]

[Cats are dogs, it rains from the ground, etc. ]

So! Do you understand a lot about this future...technology?

[He sounds the word out very slowly. The hell is it even. ]

[ cats can't be dogs, that would mean his girlfriend is him!

...actually that would make a lot more sense. ]

I understand...a fair amount. Is um. [ how does he even ask this. ] Does your world have humanoids?

[Oh well, might as well get it out of the way. He might actually learn something about technology after he does. ]

My world being Earth? Of course we do. [He gestures at his general self. ] This? Is not how I always was. I was human once, too. Just like you.

[ this may be the scariest thing he's ever heard. ]

...what the hell happened?

[It's terrifying, Winn. The worst. ]

I was cursed. Well, not just me, specifically. My master and all his household. And so, here I am. Not currently human, but hopefully working on changing that.

[ he's going to have to go back to sleeping with the lights on, isn't he. ]

You're -- cursed? [ still, his scientific mind struggles with it, but it's the fleet. if magic's the problem, magic's probably the answer, right? ] I know a witch! Her name's Hermione, she's really good - if anyone can help you it's her -

Cursed.

[Good luck with that one, buddy, it sure didn't help him. He just BECAME the lights. ]

Oh, I think I have spoken to her already, I did not know she was a witch. [Because people tend not to say "hi I'm a witch' upon meeting people, he thinks. ] Do you truly think she could help?

[Because he would give anything for a chance like that. ]

If anyone can - I'm putting my money on Hermione.

[ there is confidence and obvious pride in his voice. he loves his litter sister oh so much. ]

[Oh, he catches that pride, and it softens his smile a little. It's nice to see. That people can find comfort in one another. To become close. Even in the worst of places, people will always be people, and find each other. ]

You sound most confident in her my friend. She must be a fine witch for such pride.

[ winn should get some sort of finding people award. though, finding them is its own reward so guess he does. ]

The best. And one of the finest people I know.

[It's nice to hear about a GOOD witch for a change. You know. A not-cursing kind. That's nice. ]

Then she is very fortunate, to have a friend who can speak about her so strongly.

It's her friends who're fortunate to have her. And - you, if she can help you out.

Ah, of course. We can but hope, no? [And hope was something he was good at, it's kept him barrelling onward so far. ] It has been a long time, I am very ready for this curse to be lifted.

[There's a very good chance that she can't, and he knows that. He's not going to be a Debbie Downer about it, especially after Winn's been as helpful as to offer up a name, a solution. ]

We can always hope. If she can't do it, there will be another way. How long's it been?

[ he's starting to get over the weirdness and fallen into superhero mode. ]

Sometimes, hope is the most important thing we can hold on to. Better that, than fall into despair.

[Yes, good, be a superhero, Winn. He doesn't know what one is, but he absolutely needs one. ]

Ten years.

[Ten long, long years.]

Couldn't agree more.

[ can he undo a curse with science? no idea, but he sure as hell gonna try! ]

I'm sorry. [ now he feels bad for being so weirded out by him, gosh. ] Call me when you get assigned to your ship, I'll try to help.

Edited (this is why I shouldn't tag first thing in the morning /chooses icon this time!) 2017-04-01 02:59 (UTC)

It is okay. It is what it is. We made our peace with it a long time ago.

[Winn is the greatest. Such a good person.]

Thank you, mon ami, you're most kind!

The least I can do is try.

[ he would not make his peace with it if he were a candelabra. he's only now made peace with his human body kinda sorta! he'd definitely want people to try their hardest to help him if he were in that position. ]

[Winn is good people. He is the best people. ]

That is all any of us can do, no?

[ he tries! ]

Well, technically there's the option of doing nothing and waiting for everything to solve itself but I don't like the odds on that plan, plus it's really boring.

[If the Prince had his way, that's exactly what would have happened and they'd have been nowhere near lifting the damn curse. ]

Excruciatingly boring. And nothing ever gets done that way. I know someone who would do such a thing.

[ princes, man. nothing but trouble. ]

I know a lot of people who'd do that. Pretty sure that's why they're not here, boring people don't end up on reality shows. [ so, there's merit to that plan, too. ]

[They're such a headache. ]

I don't know. Him hyperventilating about not being in control of everything, and making it run like [he chuckles to himself] clockwork might be interesting to watch.

[Well, Lumiére would enjoy watching it. It'd be fun. ]

He does not like variables.

[He misses you really, Cogsworth. Kisses!!! ]

[ ...he tilts his head at the way he emphasizes clockwork. any other time he'd think he's tripping to be thinking this and that this guy was clearly just making a joke about his friend's control freak nature.

but he's talking to a man cursed to look like a candelabra. ]

...is he a clock?

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