Aguril catchall

[stopfen]

Who: Mikasa and open with some closed prompts
When: Throughtout the month
Where: Mainly in Aefenglom
What: Full moon things and quests plus some investigating
Warnings: Some body horror for the full moon and some casual parital nudity, will add more if needed

Comments

[plasticasshole]

[Still holding onto her just incase, Connor nods earnestly.]

What I saw of them was pretty, yes. They're very... ethereal.

[That seems like the best way to describe them. Pale and shimmering, otherworldly. An antenna pokes Connor in the cheek, and he moves his head to the side a little to avoid it.]

[stopfen]

[By nature, Mikasa wasn't a lazy person. But this was fine, she hadn't exactly been aiming to swim in the first place... It. She still wasn't sure what had spurred her. That she should fly above the water's surface, make people see things that weren't there. Have a soft landing.

While she wasn't being a bother, she was getting to learn about the new limbs on her back. ethereal? That was a good word wasn't it? Something special enough to not be possible. She didn't like the idea of being special, not normally. Nothing good had ever come of it before.

It takes her a moment. Thinking about it.]

...Like your tail? [Yes, his tail was pretty too, all blues, reds and oranges that seemed to shift as it rippled. They were all special.]

[plasticasshole]

Maybe... it is a nice tail, isn't it?

[Is it conceited to say that? He doesn't think so. It is a fine tail.]

I happen to enjoy my Monster changes a lot. I hope you enjoy yours, too. We're stuck with them, so we should make the best of them.

[stopfen]

It's colourful...[And one of those pearlescent, chitin covered arm is reaching out. Like a cat, she's batting at a fin as it drifted in the water. Probably missing, the water distorting her aim.]

The best of them..? [Her wings gave another small flicker. Splashing water.] I'm not sure how...The wings are okay.

[But she couldn't touch her gear anymore.]

[plasticasshole]

Wings would have been nice, or even being a Witch, but... I am what I am.

[And for what it's worth, the ocean is a beautiful place with many hiding places, and pretty trinkets.]

What can you do as a Fae? What do you like about it?

[stopfen]

They'd be more useful if I...could use them. ['Didn't weigh more than men a foot taller'. But for now her feeble wings could only really be used to fling herself around. Sustained flying would have to wait.]

I'm not sure. I can make barriers...But it's a pain to set them up. I was told that was rare though.

[...That was not a thing she liked. That was just a Thing. But she's thinking.]

[plasticasshole]

Well, barriers are good... I'm sure they'll come in useful one day. What else?

[He's trying to encourage her to see the good things about her transformation. It would be miserable to be stuck here hating it, right?]

[stopfen]

[...

That's it. Just silence as those large black bug eyes stare at him. Just kinda, flopping on his tail like it was a floatie.]

Uh... [What else was there???




...Really this silence was probably pretty depressing.]

[plasticasshole]

I'm sure there's more than that.

[He says it chidingly, tilting his head.]

Fae must be capable of more than just barriers. You can cast illusion magic, can't you?

[He's been on the receiving end of that before.]

[stopfen]

[She's nodding.] I don't know how. And I'm too tired to work it out.

[She lacked the magic to do anything. She'd only managed to make the weakest of fairy rings, it was still better than most apparently, but they'd still be torn through like paper. Then her wings give a buzz, like a little propeller to shove him along in the water.

Yes...Mischef. The most minor and lazy of mischefies though.]