First Spell ☠ Video & Action

[fantachetic]

Who: Dorian Pavus & You!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Lyuku & Marsiva
When: 9/13

Video;;
[ Waking up in an unfamiliar place surrounded by unfamiliar things is certainly high on the list of disturbing things Dorian has experienced, on par with seeing a future that should never exist. It takes little time to figure this communicator business out, and somehow, he knows how to operate it despite never having seen it. Mark number two for 'this place is disturbing'. After a while, he opens the communicator and turns on the video feed. That is a very well-manicured mustache.. ]

From what I understand, and feel free to correct if I'm mistaken, but we've been spirited away by a seemingly-benevolent entity. Furthering that, we are given information that, by all accounts, should be impossible, yet here we are!

[ This entire tirade is complimented by a wide flourish, gesturing to his surroundings. ]

What, you thought that was simply the beginning? Turns out, we visit entirely different places, and this one happens to have something happening to it. A might convenient, I daresay. Oh, but let's not forget, we're entertainment! Steal the spotlight, win the show and get to leave. Sounds simple enough, but has this actually happened to anyone you are aware of?


Lyuku;;
[ The streets are colorful, if not a bit crowded, but not unpleasant. It's difficult to not want to spend hours winding through the stalls of the bazaar. He has a few credits to spend, but Dorian doesn't feel the immediate need to part with them in case there is something that strikes his fancy at the end. However, that won't stop him from browsing and trying to get a better deal. Maybe he stops to feed a strawberry to one of those dragonesque lizards. Definitely not picking it up, though. It can stay right where it is. He could also be found perusing the more mystical wares- tables of crystals and bottled herbs that he's absolutely unfamiliar with but intrigued by. ]

Fortune Telling;;
The beck and call of a few extra credits doesn't elude him, though really he doesn't see how he has the 'look' of a fortune teller- and he would have had half a mind to be offended had she meant anything by it. The orange-skinned woman had wanted a bit of shut eye, so Dorian finds himself sitting under a canopy surrounded by lots of musty tapestry and gleaming strands of beads. The crystal ball and stack of cards could be laughable. If he weren't superb at being incredibly charming. ]

I have a good sense about your future, care for a reading?

Wildcard;;
[ Hit Dorian up with something else! On the Marsiva, seeing the sights? Sure! ]

[ooc note: those who wish to make TDM threads canon and want to continue, feel free!]

Comments

[fantachetic]

[ He gestures to the empty seat across from him. ] Please, have a seat, Madame.

[pain_train]

[She sits where indicated and leans forward eagerly.] How does it work? Does it hurt? Is it that magic stuff?

[fantachetic]

Fasta vass, no. It's perfectly harmless unless you are prone to being emotionally sensitive under the potential for bad news.

[ It's magic. Ain't gotta explain shit, gurl. But allow him to, anyway. ] Those with the inclination for it rely upon spirits, others rely upon the stars or the mystical energies from beyond this plane of existence. An in-between, if you will.

...Yes. 'Magic stuff' sums it up.

[pain_train]

Nah, I'm tough as hell.

[This is EVEN COOLER.] I have no idea what any of that means but it sounds super cool! We don't do that shit where I'm from so this is so exciting. [Grin.]

[fantachetic]

Good. [ He gives her a charming smile. ] Then let us begin.

[ Dorian rests his fingertips against the clear surface of the crystal ball, summoning forth enough storm magic to alight his fingertips, making it glow an iridescent purple. ]

You've seen a great deal of adventure in your past. I don't foresee that changing. You will have a large decision to make, your fate will depend upon it.

[pain_train]

[She's a sucker for charming smiles. Wrath listens intently to what he says. She's eating it up, nodding along.]

I have had a lot of adventures! Like if you mean kicking the shit out of bad things. What kind of decision? I'm not really good at decisions.

[fantachetic]

A common denominator among our cohorts of the Fleet, I've noticed. [ Kicking the shit out of bad things, that is. ]

Only you will know of the decision as it happens. I can't tell you more than that, I'm afraid. What I can tell you is that you will make the correct one. At present, I would say you've nothing to worry about.

[pain_train]

Yeah, there's a lot of old soldiers around and stuff.

So I'm not going to know until then? But that's... that's hard. But if I'll make the right decision anyway... [This is making her dizzy.]

[fantachetic]

The moral of this particular tale, my lady, is to trust your instinct.

[pain_train]

I try to like in combat, since that's kept me alive. But. Um. I'm not good at other stuff. Is this going to be a combat thing?

[fantachetic]

Do you think a combat situation is the most likely?

[pain_train]

I...don't know? I mean. Fighting is my job. But don;t you know? You're the guy who is looking into the future.

[Hmmmm.]

[fantachetic]

I'm not an all-powerful being, madame. I am merely a human granted an ability to see potentials.

[pain_train]

...that sounds really powerful, though. Like way cooler than anything I can do. You could like... um. See vid shows before they come on! Or. Um. Figure out if you're gonna get laid soon. Or. Um.

I don't know. Stuff.

[fantachetic]

[ He laughs. ] If that were the case, I certainly wouldn't be here. I would be pursuing my future endeavors.

[ You know. Like getting a ticket on the train going to bone town. ]

[pain_train]

So what, like you can only do that for other people and not yourself?

That sucks ass.