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]

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. ]