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[twosome]

Who: Calliope or Caliborn and OPEN!
What: Introduction!
Where: The Training Center
When: Morning / night
Notes: Started in prose but feel free to switch to action!

(A) - Calliope

Though the idea of a death match is daunting and scary and all sorts of bad, bad things... Calliope is not one to dwell on those bad things. She looks at the bright side.

It is far too nice to not be cooped up indoors. Though it is colder than she is used to-- far, far colder-- Calliope takes her time to slowly and cautiously explore the training area. It is not a thorough exploration; she is careful to avoid being seen. (Maybe you feel someone watching you, hear the sound of footsteps retreating, and see no one there?) She looks all around, but eventually settles on the rooftop. She can see far, far out from this height. The city is hustle and bustle and it is incredibly frightening. But it is also incredibly enticing.

The people here are all so beautiful. It goes to figure, right...? They're largely a group of humans. She hasn't seen a single nonhuman anywhere so far. It's all the more reason to avoid being seen. She expects shock and horror and so, with a lined notebook and pencil in hand, she sits herself down so she can see if anyone is coming up to the roof. It's just to be able to hide. She's scared of the other people here-- they are beautiful and she's sure they are wonderful, but she is someone who has never spoken out loud to anyone else in her life before today!

However, she gets a little carried away drawing and totally forgets where she is. Come bother her?


(B) - Caliborn

After a brief back and forth with his sister via a notepad and pencil, it is night. He briefly wonders what the hell Calliope was doing for so long, but decides he doesn't actually give a flying fuck. He's excited. The idea of a death match is totally awesome. But you know what else is awesome? Not being chained to a fucking wall. Caliborn runs around the suit until he is tired, flops on the floor, and rolls. After that brief display of really childish glee, he suddenly gets up and does the opposite of what Calliope did hours before him: he approaches people.

So, have one green skeletal boy approaching you wherever you might be, making an exaggerated show of looking you up and down, and saying just a simple thing:

"You. Hey. You're going to tell me something."

Comments

[tailforbrains]

"I saw that. Somebody else with horns." Neeshka taps the tip of one of hers with a finger, grinning still. "Not a normal kind of thing around this place, huh?" She's trying to make a guess as to what green girl is... she looks kind of like the githyanki who'd been after them a couple months back, back home. Maybe she's a kid githyanki.

[twosome]

"Yes," she says, nerves obvious. Slowly: "It wasn't quite normal back home, either! Unfortunately, I haven't met anyone with horns myself. Fortunately, that has just changed! It's very nice to meet you, um...?"

[tailforbrains]

Neeshka is not the most observant (or compassionate) of people, so the nerves are, for the most part, ignored. She does pick up on the question, though. "I'm Neeshka. From Neverwinter, but I bet you've never heard of that, right?" Said with unfazed expectance; she's used to nobody knowing where she's from. She even sticks her hand out, offering to shake hands. "Who're you?"