[testdrive!!!]

[fuilscales]

1. You're wandering some woodsy mountain areas alone and maybe you get lost or hurt or some such. Next thing you know, you're set up in a little camp with a fire going, it's dark, it's pretty damn cold, and there's a guy definitely not dressed for the weather in just a long, loose tunic and trousers, with long black hair tied back in a low ponytail. I mean, that's probably because you're wearing his winter cloak as a blanket, but.



2. MAN WOULDN'T IT BE COOL TO SEE A DRAGON. They're pretty rare nowadays, but hey, look, there's one sleepily sunning itself on a pile of rocks like a big dumb lizard. It's pretty, if a bit small at maybe the side of a draft horse, all sleek black scales with some iridescence when the light hits it just so, its nearly opaque webbed wings spread out to soak up the warmth. Those're some sharp teeth and claws though, huh.


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3. ???? hit me baby

P.S. IF YOU CAN DETECT MAGIC OR MEDICAL STUFF OR SOME SHIT lemme know in comments

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[fuilscales]

Oh... do you think I need it?

[fuilscales]

... you think I am admirable?

[fuilscales]

Oh, I travel a little. But I stay in this mountain range.

[ghostfromthemachine]

I don't know. But I wanted to offer.

[bosssfight]

In form and power, yes. As an individual, I don't know yet.

[fuilscales]

Offer what...?

[ghostfromthemachine]

Something to help keep you hidden.

[ sorry she's completely incapable of not being cryptic...

starting to pat herself down like she's checking her pockets for something ]

[ecotonal]

Huh! So we're neighbors.

[fuilscales]

Are we?

[fuilscales]

Oh... I am not so very powerful, though.

[fuilscales]

Oh... you don't need to give me anything. We're strangers, after all.

[ still leaning his head forward, curiously ]

[hypogaeum]

S'okay. Uh, who are you?

[fuilscales]

[ perky, smiling ]

My name's Callum. I can build up the fire more if you want?

[ ... he's doing it anyway tho so ]

[hypogaeum]

Thanks. [kind of apologetic, if wary] I could do with an explanation for what's going on...?

[ghostfromthemachine]

Most of the people I give gifts like this to are technically strangers. I don't mind.

[ making a triumphant noise under her breath as she finds the right pocket in her coat and pulls out a brushpen and a strip of wide white ribbon ]

[fuilscales]

... I think you must have gotten lost. Lots of people do, in the mountains.

Anyway, I found you, so I set up camp to make sure you'd be okay.

[hypogaeum]

Mountains.

[i'm not in kansas anymore am i]

Huh. Shit. I mean, 'ppreciate it...

[fuilscales]

You don't remember?

[ looking up at him, brows raised ]

[hypogaeum]

Sure, I remember there being mountains, I just don't recall why that ought to be the case.

[fuilscales]

Oh... why? I'm not sure what you mean.

[ hesitating a moment before bringing him over a thermos. it's just water. ]

[fuilscales]

[ ...??? ]

What is this...?

[ghostfromthemachine]

Just ribbon, at the moment. But it'll be a blessing of a sort when I'm done.

[ uncapping the pen with her teeth, grinning ]

[fuilscales]

[ watching uncertainly, but quiet and attentive ]

[ghostfromthemachine]

[ she hesitates a moment before setting pen to fabric— she tends to work on instinct and doesn't often do physical charms, so feeling around for the right way to go about what she wants takes a moment.

...the standard "protection from evil" is probably a good enough container for her intent, though, and so she scribbles that out before shaking the ribbon out to make the ink dry faster. Callum might notice her hair fluffing up and an odd, heavy feeling in the air as she does so, something like the staticky feeling before a particularly intense thunderstorm. ]

If you wear this, you won't be seen as "living." I don't recommend doing so around anyone you don't want to scare, but if someone is looking for you and you hold still, it'll be much harder for them to notice you.

[fuilscales]

I... oh. That sounds very useful.

[ he sounds just a little doubtful, but what does he know about magic. ]