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[theboogieman]

Who: IT'S A GAME MINGLE GET IN THE VAN
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: All of it!
When: Second half of the month.

[hey everyone! how's it been going? how's medieval-fun-time-world treating you? anyone pillaged and burned anything yet? got kicked out of the castle? been planning expeditions? registered for jousting? busy angsting for the last two weeks on your ship?

this is a mingle for everybody, whether they're hiding in the volcano, out and about in the city, or up on one of those random random stations where you can get quirky souvenirs.]

Comments

[heresyandlace]

[something about that gets a smirk out of him, at least, and he fishes another egg out of the basket.

this one, he holds out toward his new friend.]

Would you like me to share?

[it's a joke. probably.]

[lord_wizard]

[He's not sure how he feels about that, but a lot of it falls under the category of disturbed.]

Are those raw?

omfg and I never got this notif

[heresyandlace]

[he looks at the egg, as if the notion hadn't occurred to him before.]

...Either that, or someone is terrible at cooking.

[lord_wizard]

[That's not even remotely funny]

I will take that as a yes, then. I've heard those can be beneficial, but you may be taking it a little far.

[heresyandlace]

[in his current state of mind, he thinks it's hilarious.]

They're nearly perfect sources of energy, you know. So much protein, crunchy minerals, nutrients all bundled up and ready to fuel life.

Cooking this would be a crime.

[lord_wizard]

I'm not sure about that, but you may be treading on the edge of public indecency.

[No, seriously, people are staring, and it's not the good kind of staring]

[heresyandlace]

If this is indecent, they need to broaden their perspectives.

[...but he realizes that he's maybe in danger of getting tazed, and puts the egg back into the basket with a sigh. and he stretches out his arms--because oh he's still so full of tension--before folding them behind his head.]

...This really isn't much of a vacation, is it?

[lord_wizard]

[Normally he'd agree but he's not sure what to think anymore. He eyes Tek warily]

That depends on what you're looking for in terms of a break from your usual life. It certainly qualifies as being out of those floating death traps, which is a respite I don't mind.

[heresyandlace]

Do you feel as though you're out of a death trap right now?

[and he settles back in his seat, at least attempting to seem less wired and manic than he feels under his skin. and he pushes his wry smile wider, voice still entirely pleasant.]

Because I certainly don't.

[lord_wizard]

[Someone with more sense might leave Tek be, but that person isn't Felix]

And what makes you feel that way?

[heresyandlace]

[and really, those sorts of people are Tek's favorites.]

Aside from this place's whole painstakingly contrived and perfected nature?

...I find it far too familiar for comfort.

[lord_wizard]

I see familiar reflections here as well, but that alternative still bothers me more. Besides, people usually find familiarity comforting. [Tek's answer needs more elaboration, basically. Did he come from a world like this? Or was there a particular element of it that grated?]

[heresyandlace]

Just how familiar are these reflections, however? Do you not see little details that are just a little too eerily familiar for coincidence?

[he seems to be musing lightly enough about it, but he's restless in the way he idly flexes his fingers once or twice.]

...If I am alone in this phenomenon, I don't know whether I would be comforted or unsettled by the fact.