Day 309 [Open]

[dontyoujustwish]

Who: Anya, Ibuki, Patchouli, and anyone else!
Open: Open! Mostly.
When: Day 309
Where: All over the Bastion
What: SNOW!
Format: I'll match
Warnings: It's Anya.

[For Ibuki and Patchouli]
[Sometime after lunch, Anya takes off to look for two of her best lady friends with a spellbook under her arm and some key ingredients in her pockets.

She's quite cheerful about it, a little oblivious to whatever else might have been going on lately. Cheerful, and insistent. She will track you down.]


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[Later in the day, Bastionites may be surprised to look up and notice that... it's snowing. Not only that, but the temperature has dropped.

At least in the more southerly parts of the Bastion. The farmlands might get a few sporadic flurries, but it isn't cold enough there to stick.

So if you've been missing snowmen or snowball fights or any of those activities that require winter to happen, now's your chance. It's probably not going to last very long.]

((OOC: And feel free to just use this post for mingling!]

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[dracoleoresin]

[It's not the question Myrrh expected, but she barely hesitates a second before answering.] Manakete. [Great Dragon, Daughter of Morva, protector of the Darkling Woods, companion of Ephraim and his company, ally of Renais—but this dragon seeks the same answer as those far past Caer Pelyn who gasp and gape at the unfamiliarity of her. In the past few months, she has traveled far, far beyond Caer Pelyn.]

My name is Myrrh.

[legendary_can_opener]

... I am Mitellux.

[She wasn't completely lacking in manners, at least. Still, she wasn't comfortable enough with Myrrh to share much more than that]

Manakete. I am unfamiliar with the word.

[dracoleoresin]

...I am not human, nor am I...dragon. [She thinks and is used to saying monster, because the dragons she knows—the dragon she is—are not the same as Mitellux and Paarthurnax, but she will not call them monsters.] I can change, but never stay wholly either.

[legendary_can_opener]

[Yeah she wouldn't have appreciated dragons being referred to as a whole as monsters. Sure she's done some monstrous things in her times but-]

So you are... a half-breed, then?

[There is a small amount of uncertainty in her voice. Part of her wants to be disgusted, but at the same time what sort of exceptional humanoid would a dragon actually choose to go and mate with? She is familiar with the concept of interracial breeding, but it was still relatively uncommon in her world]

And this 'change', I assume you take a form more akin to my own than your current form?

[dracoleoresin]

...I am as I am. My parents were Manaketes, and their parents before them. [So, no. The term "half-breed" puts a frown on her face; she is Manakete entire, but even that leaves her incomplete, and to water her down further from that by someone more whole than her stings.]

But yes—closer to a true dragon. [She won't mention the necessity of her dragonstone to do so; that's already been taken advantage of once, and in unfamiliar territory, she doesn't want more people knowing than is necessary.]

[legendary_can_opener]

[Mitellux lets out a puff of air, her expression unreadable]

Understood. I was, perhaps, a little hasty in using that term to describe your kind.

[That... was kind of an apology? Still, she wasn't sure what to make of this Myrrh who claimed to be something of a dragon, but wore the form of a humanoid with wings]

[dracoleoresin]

I understand. I am...used to hastiness. [In return, it is almost forgiveness.]

Ah...thank you for taking the time to speak with me.

[legendary_can_opener]

There is no need to thank me for something like that.

[She has more time than anybody should ever have, so long as she doesn't get herself killed]

[dracoleoresin]

[This gets a smile from her, slight but warm.]

Then...I hope you would not mind it if we spoke again? [But for now, goodness, she is getting cold just standing here chatting.]

[legendary_can_opener]

If you wish, I have no reason to refuse.

[... she does feel a bit uncomfortable, but... what else is there for her to do around here?]

[dracoleoresin]

Thank you, Mitellux.

[Mitellux's comfort levels are hard to read, but if she says it's fine—well, Myrrh may not go out of her way to seek her out and bother her, but if Mitellux happens to be around again, Myrrh would like to become used to having others like her around.

She dips into a short curtsy of farewell before she scampers off.]