Supply Stop at Serenes

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Who: The Spade Pirates
Where: Serenes
When: April 10th-13th
What: chillin' out maxin relaxin all cool Gathering supplies
Warnings: Nothing more than the usual
Status: Open



Pls to be dating your threads!

Comments

[kingkilvas]

Seriously? [snort] I didn't think beorc were that bothered by it.

[Not enough to warrant a death look, at least, though he just brushes it off. Maybe she was particularly aligned toward chaos.]

[theartofboom]

[Chaos incarnate, in fact.]

I'm not sure what a beorc is, but I'm not one. If it's a...birdman word for human, I'm not one of those, either.

[kingkilvas]

["Birdman word". Cute.]

No? Then what are you?

[theartofboom]

A Planeswalker.

[Shrug.]

[kingkilvas]

[...He waits, but.]

Ah yes, I see. Very explanatory.

[theartofboom]

[Rolling her eyes, she prepares the usual speech.]

It's exactly what it sounds like. I walk between planes. You might call them worlds. Realities. Universes. I've transcended the whole...mortality...thing, and become something more. Because of that, I can use mana, the life essence of reality, to perform what you'd call magic. And I'm sensitive to those flows.

[kingkilvas]

Sounds like an advanced mage to me. But susceptible to energy, I can understand that. [Still looks just like a human, though, so the fancy parts don't really concern him.]

So you walk between worlds, yet you're stuck here like everyone else? Shame.

[theartofboom]

That's the short of it. And yeah. Whatever Davy Jones did took away that part of my spark.

[Kings, she figures, are like that.]

Now, what are you, anyway?

[kingkilvas]

[He repeats "shame" under his breath, because, really. What an asset that could've been.]

You weren't off when you said "birdman", so very flattering as that is. The term is laguz.

[theartofboom]

And do laguz have problems with humans, on your plane?

[Because she's noticing a pattern.]

[kingkilvas]

[humorless chuckle; guess it was obvious]

A monstrous understatement. We haven't been partial to getting along for centuries.

[theartofboom]

Sorry to hear that. But I'm not terribly partial to other world's conflicts. Hopefully we won't have problems.

[Hopefully.]

[kingkilvas]

I thought you weren't beorc? [smile] Don't worry about it, regardless. As I can see so far, there's little reason here for conflict to come up.

[Doesn't mean he can't be a jerk now and then, but he'd never be so stupid as to start anything on that reason alone.]

[theartofboom]

I'm not, but that doesn't mean I don't look like one.

[She shrugs.]

And no, not really. I just want things out in the open. I have a temper, and I recognize that I have one. It's better if I have a clear idea of situations before it gets set off.

[kingkilvas]

Well, we won't have a problem based on species, is what I meant. But it's a nice warning, if you really feel you have to make it.

[Whether or not that's what she meant it as. He just gives a shrug of his own. Her temperament, her problem.]

[theartofboom]

It's the same one I give everyone. But...whatever.

[She shrugs again and starts walking forward onto the sand.]

Enjoy the forest, Naesala. I won't keep you further.

[kingkilvas]

And have a good time as well, Chandra. [Or don't, in all probability! No skin off his nose.

He ascends, turning once to give a mock salute as a goodbye, and flies clean into the forest.]