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phantasmalrift2018-10-18 05:57 pm
plentyfriendly) wrote in phantasmalrift2018-10-18 05:57 pm
No real action is generic
Who: Phi, you (with a special prompt just for Mall Survivor Akira, Goro, and Kurama)
What: Some ordinary business of multiple stripes, plus a discussion on Dio, Brother, and Free the Soul.
When: Sept. 22
Where: She'll be around. This is something of a catchall.
Warnings: Special prompt is highly likely to involve discussion of death and possibly suicide. Anything else is on you.
[The morning of the 22nd sees Phi a little more hungry than usual, though with no less of a sweet tooth. She's largely just glad that parfait she nicked from Incendia seems to have kept this long.
What she does not expect is that the floaty feeling from eating it is more literal than she'd imagined, leaving her awkwardly floating (but not by much) above the floor of the kitchen. After trying to touch back down for a minute or so, she lets her Porygon, Angular, out of its pokeball for a little fun (and maybe some ideas how to get anywhere like this). It's happy to see Phi floating too.]
[After she touches back down in an hour or so, she settles in the library in the annex, looking over and cross-referencing a selection of books largely about water, earth, and self-defense magics. She also has her own notes open, adding to them as she goes on. In her mind, it's still too early to practice... not to mention the rain.]
[The evening, however, is more dedicated to a few people in particular. Akira, or at least the one that had brought up Dio back in the city, wanted to know more about what exactly he and Free the Soul were about. So, in a private room, more likely than not Apartment 37...]
What: Some ordinary business of multiple stripes, plus a discussion on Dio, Brother, and Free the Soul.
When: Sept. 22
Where: She'll be around. This is something of a catchall.
Warnings: Special prompt is highly likely to involve discussion of death and possibly suicide. Anything else is on you.
[The morning of the 22nd sees Phi a little more hungry than usual, though with no less of a sweet tooth. She's largely just glad that parfait she nicked from Incendia seems to have kept this long.
What she does not expect is that the floaty feeling from eating it is more literal than she'd imagined, leaving her awkwardly floating (but not by much) above the floor of the kitchen. After trying to touch back down for a minute or so, she lets her Porygon, Angular, out of its pokeball for a little fun (and maybe some ideas how to get anywhere like this). It's happy to see Phi floating too.]
[After she touches back down in an hour or so, she settles in the library in the annex, looking over and cross-referencing a selection of books largely about water, earth, and self-defense magics. She also has her own notes open, adding to them as she goes on. In her mind, it's still too early to practice... not to mention the rain.]
[The evening, however, is more dedicated to a few people in particular. Akira, or at least the one that had brought up Dio back in the city, wanted to know more about what exactly he and Free the Soul were about. So, in a private room, more likely than not Apartment 37...]
Library - Magical Researchers Unite!
Oh, hello. I just came in to do some research. Do you know if there are any books on the Force, magical powers, or meditation?
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[There's a lot of different forces, but the use of "the" pings her physics knowledge.]
Like a Grand Unified Theory, or a Theory of Everything?
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[Bastila thinks a moment about how to explain something so complex.]
The Force holds everything together and runs through all of us. Only those with Force sensitivity can sense it and control it. Most of us train to become Jedi Knights. Does that help?
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I'm a non-combatant, but people tend to spread out enough on missions enough that I want to have an option other than run if something attacks me.
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Apartment 37! ... a month late, sob
With a cup of coffee in his hand, he's giving a deeply thoughtful look. Talking about Dio means thinking back to his time at the mall, and it's been one hell of a journey to get him to the point where he can do that without... too many triggering thoughts taking over his mind.
Even so, he'll start simple: ]
How've you been? Want a cup? [ from the inventory - he enjoys Leblanc-style, more than he enjoys the stuff you can get in the apartments ] I also have some tea that Kurama actually doesn't seem to hate.
[ It's sort of a joke, even if it's not his best attempt. He doesn't exactly know how much she knows of Kurama's tea abilities, but at least it leaves room for guessing, while also letting things start out... light? ...ish??? ]
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[She's never so much as talked to Kurama, actually, so she knows nothing of them.]