1 - Mayoccia Plains

[radiantwingedone]

Who: Duke
Broadcast: Yes
Action: For Marsiva
When: Until shuffle-

The thing that bothers Duke most about waking up in a new place is that he woke up... cold. Space? Sure, but more important why can't he shake this chill with rubbing his arms a little.

So he stands and pulls his gloves more snugly up, and looks about. Sure. Space. First time he's seen it. He gives a small jump in place, and upon landing on the floor as normal - a click of metal heels, nods once and sits back on the bed.

So long as the gravity stays in play, he'll like this trip to space much better. Even if something has him fairly sure that 'trip to space' isn't right...

However, that is less important than the stupid cold. He did this to cups before, he can surely do it to a blanket.

The video clicks on as Duke pulled one of the blankets over, smoothing out the edge. He fishes in his pocket, frowns when he only comes up with a dark red spindle of thread, and sighs. Fine then.

Hopefully no one is too alarmed by the scent of singed cloth, because he sure is scorching some sort of angular pattern into the edge of the blanket, one red glowing symbol at a time.

"Well, this is working. That's a good mark for this place...."

Comments

[radiantwingedone]

It doesn't requite so much concentration that I cannot talk at the same time. If it makes you more comfortable to come back... ten, fifteen minutes later... [ He sort of shrugs. ]

[blindoptimism]

Actually, if you don't mind, I'd be interested in watching. [she hopes that if she gets too annoying with questions he'll say something]

Might I ask, what are you doing?

[radiantwingedone]

[ Duke sort of shrugs at her first comment - it's fine with him. ]

Applying the formula to the cloth. It ought to provide steady warmth when over something living when I am done.

[blindoptimism]

That's amazing... is it a form of magic?

[radiantwingedone]

Yes. Formula is used interchangeably with spell, home.

[blindoptimism]

[she pauses again, before asking]

The ship that you're on, is it too cold right now?

[radiantwingedone]

I feel cold, at least. And I generally dislike being cold, so making something for later isn't a problem either.

[blindoptimism]

[mm, it's almost an endearing character trait to hear someone who looks so serious complain about something so minor. She works very hard to keep a small smile off her face]

That should help. And once you're placed on a different ship, I found that they're generally warmer than the Marsiva. [or maybe she's just remembering that cold feeling in her bones when she woke up]

[radiantwingedone]

[ It is not so minor when he's .. somewhere around forty, okay. The cold stays. He happily risks sunburn and dehydration rather than stay where it snows- ]

Well, good to know it gets better. Sometimes its hard to tell.

[blindoptimism]

Mm hm. Things seem most grim when a person first arrives her. But the people on these ships are quite kind and welcoming, and many people will support you as you grow accustomed to this place.

[radiantwingedone]

[ Duke finally stops focusing on his work with the blanket, although the remaining lines of magic that aren't applied yet stay where they are, and studies her through the video. ]

... You're an optimist, aren't you. [ He.. sounds vaguely amused. ]

[blindoptimism]

[haha, she laughs a little]

Is that a funny thought?

[radiantwingedone]

I have not talked with one who was so clear about being so... in a while.

[ He.. really isn't an optimist. ]

[blindoptimism]

[she hums a little]

I'll do my best to prepare you for the rest of the fleet. You'll see, I'm not even the most optimistic one here. [something about how serious this guy is makes her want to joke around]

[radiantwingedone]

[ There is a problem that comes with how serious he is. It's called he barely understands jokes.

So he's just.. blankly staring for a moment before it clicks. Wait that was something like teasing, wasn't it. ]

I hope it isn't contagious.

[blindoptimism]

[haha, he's rolling with it well, so she smiles]

Mm, I see your point. We've only just met, but I already have a hard time imagining you giggling.

[radiantwingedone]

... My face might crack before that happened.

[ Giggling usually happens after an.. actual smile, and ... yeah that isn't something he can place a date on doing. ]

[blindoptimism]

Hopefully we'll be able to stop it before then... Perhaps I could give you smiling lessons.

[radiantwingedone]

More than sticking fingers in the corner of mouth and lifting, yes? That generally looks pained more than anything else.

[blindoptimism]

[haha, she waves her hand]

Of course not. [haha, it's a sign she needs to dial it back a bit] I know I must come off as cavalier right now, but I'd never do something so invasive..!

[radiantwingedone]

... I meant having me do that in a mirror, as practice...

[ Ooops he made a mistake in this. But it lasted longer than his usual attempts at joking, so! Tiny victory? ]

I have problems with being clear, or proper tone for these things. It is likely my fault.

[blindoptimism]

[hey, she'll count it as a win for you , dude! ah, anyway, other than looking a little embarrassed she shakes her head]

Oh, there's no need to apologize.

I... have to admit, I try to sound more formal when I meet someone new. I was just a little worried that I had strayed too far in the opposite direction.

[radiantwingedone]

[ Ah, words he would commonly use.

And he studies her again for a moment. There is the possibility she is of nobility, wherever she was from. He remembers how the Child of the Full Moon's speech started formal, then slowly became less so as she traveled.

... not really his business. ]

I am a poor judge of these things. [ Aka, she has no need to be worried. ]

[blindoptimism]

[hmm, she wonders briefly what he's thinking about but figures it will become apparent if it is important so she nods, looking relieved]

I'm just glad that I wasn't too... rowdy.

[Nunnally's idea of rowdy is obviously.... unique is a kind word for it]

[radiantwingedone]

... I thought one had to be in person for things to get rowdy..

[ ... Yeah she's really reminding him of the child of the full moon now. ]