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
Alright, fair enough. [He repeats the motion once to test for himself before letting go, shaking his head.] I'm not sure what exactly that accomplished, but if you feel we've been properly met then I've no reason to complain.
[Naesala nods in the direction of the forest.] Are you planning to look around, even though it doesn't meet your standards?
It's just a gesture. [She shrugs and follows his nod.]
As nice as it is, there's something I don't like about this place, actually. I'm not sure I'll leave the shore till I've had a chance to put my finger on it.
[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.
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.
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.
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[Naesala nods in the direction of the forest.] Are you planning to look around, even though it doesn't meet your standards?
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As nice as it is, there's something I don't like about this place, actually. I'm not sure I'll leave the shore till I've had a chance to put my finger on it.
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What, too much Order in the air for you?
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Yes. That's it exactly.
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[Not enough to warrant a death look, at least, though he just brushes it off. Maybe she was particularly aligned toward chaos.]
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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.
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No? Then what are you?
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[Shrug.]
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Ah yes, I see. Very explanatory.
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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.
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So you walk between worlds, yet you're stuck here like everyone else? Shame.
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[Kings, she figures, are like that.]
Now, what are you, anyway?
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You weren't off when you said "birdman", so very flattering as that is. The term is laguz.
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[Because she's noticing a pattern.]
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A monstrous understatement. We haven't been partial to getting along for centuries.
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[Hopefully.]
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[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.]
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[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.
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[Whether or not that's what she meant it as. He just gives a shrug of his own. Her temperament, her problem.]
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[She shrugs again and starts walking forward onto the sand.]
Enjoy the forest, Naesala. I won't keep you further.
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He ascends, turning once to give a mock salute as a goodbye, and flies clean into the forest.]