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[Corbec sat crouched near the edge of the forest, looking in at the village and frowning. He twirled the wooden aquila he had made in his fingers, thinking to himself. He'd found the village a few days ago, and what he saw of it at first seemed quite out of the ordinary. There were a handful things wandering around the village that clearly weren't human, or natural, but things seemed peaceful. He had decided he would watch from afar for a few days to get a better picture of what was going on here, and so far what he'd seen seemed like life in any peaceful village. The building he was currently looking at had people coming and going from it at regular intervals, and from what he could tell it was a bar of some sort. Again, it seemed like a relatively peaceful place. He looked at the aquila in his hand and pocketed it, standing up. Things here didn't seem harmful, and it was time for a closer look. Quietly, he made his way towards the bar. As he got closer, he managed to get a better look at the sign. The Good Spirits Bar, it read. So it was as he suspected. His guess confirmed, he now only knew one thing. And that was that he could use a drink. He took hold of the handle of the door, and entered, hoping he wasn't making a fool decision.]

Corbec will be in the bar for most of the evening. Do feel free to stop him before he enters if you wish, however.

[Action]

Date: 2012-11-17 05:28 pm (UTC)
quicktoanger: (Come again?)
From: [personal profile] quicktoanger
"Well, Colm- do you prefer Colm or Mr. Corbec or what?- this place isn't bad, in itself. The locals are friendly. We take care of each other. About the only downside is the Malnosso."

[Action]

Date: 2012-11-19 02:07 pm (UTC)
quicktoanger: (I don't believe this.)
From: [personal profile] quicktoanger
"Corbec works fine for me, man."

After a moment to remember what I'd been talking about, I continued.

"Malnosso. They're a bunch of scientist types. Keep us here under glass. Protect us from the worst this world has to offer, but they also use us as soldiers and guinea pigs. It's kind of a raw deal."

[Action]

Date: 2012-11-23 04:39 pm (UTC)
quicktoanger: (Apprehensive)
From: [personal profile] quicktoanger
Hell's bells. This guy lived a fun life.

It wasn't often that I encountered a world that sucked more than mine, but hey, expect the unexpected in Luceti, right?

"What, uh, what's a psyker, exactly?"

[Action]

Date: 2012-11-23 05:23 pm (UTC)
quicktoanger: (You have my attention)
From: [personal profile] quicktoanger
Ah.

Awkward.

"Right. Well, awkward confession time, I'm... kind of a wizard myself. Though the insanity and the brain demons aren't really as much of a thing."

[Action]

Date: 2012-11-25 07:08 am (UTC)
quicktoanger: (What)
From: [personal profile] quicktoanger
Oh. Okay, wow. I had figured a variety of likely reactions. Skepticism. Mockery. Maybe even concern or anxiety, if he believed me.

I didn't expect this. He looked like he was sizing me up as if he might have to kill me to escape. Maybe kill the whole room.

I leaned back, my hands going up into a posture of surrender.

"Woah! Woah, woah, easy, buddy, easy. I'm not going to hurt you."

[Action]

Date: 2012-11-25 07:37 am (UTC)
quicktoanger: (Concern)
From: [personal profile] quicktoanger
Immediately, a joke sprang to my mind. 'Not the Chaos sort? Clearly you haven't seen my apartment.'

Fortunately, my judgment prevailed. For once. Instead, I focused on that thought.

"What precisely is this 'Chaos' you refer to?"

I had heard the way he pronounced it. Definitely a big-C. Definitely something that terrified him.

[Action]

Date: 2012-11-28 11:13 am (UTC)
quicktoanger: (Facepalm in ten...)
From: [personal profile] quicktoanger
This Warp sounded a hell of a lot like what lie beyond the outer gates. Even seeking the things that lived there was a violation of the Laws of Magic- and those laws are all capital crimes.

I couldn't really fault them, either. I'd only ever encountered one thing that lived out there. His name was He Who Walks Behind, and to this day, there's a stain on my soul with his name on it.

"... Yeah, trust me, I have nothing to do with that shit."

Not willingly anyway. I tried to suppress a shiver.

Re: [Action]

Date: 2012-12-01 09:50 am (UTC)
quicktoanger: (Neutral)
From: [personal profile] quicktoanger
"It's fine. Folks typically understand. Long as you don't pick a fight, you'll be fine. But I'll warn you now, I'm not the only guy with magic powers, or even the most powerful."

[Action]

Date: 2012-12-04 08:08 am (UTC)
quicktoanger: (Amused)
From: [personal profile] quicktoanger
"Hey, no problem. It's a more common reaction than you'd think. Where I come from, people like to pretend there's no such thing as magic."

I shook the hand offered.

"Hey, you need anything around the village, go ahead and let me know, alright? I mean, just about everybody's helpful around here, but still."

[Action] AND THEN I REPLIED SUPER-LATE

Date: 2012-12-14 03:16 am (UTC)
quicktoanger: (I don't believe this.)
From: [personal profile] quicktoanger
"Ah, don't worry about that. Listen, head to the Welcome Center, near the plaza. They'll set you up with an empty apartment. Or, heck, just pick an empty one yourself. They're free. Courtesy of our gracious hosts"

I chuckled.

"Gotta have bedding for the lab rats, right?"

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