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[driverslicense]

Characters: Chase AND YOU
Date: anywhen Jan 30 - Feb 2
Location: Breakwater Wing + out and about
Situation: discovering his Talent + this is what rank 5 commerce has wrought
Warnings/Rating: n/a


A. Destruction
[He'd returned to the room he'd been assigned last night, and so it is that he gets up bright and early, ready for the day, swinging his legs out of bed without any need to throw off a blanket because he didn't sleep with one, and heads out.]

[Opening doors...it's a fact of life. But not once in his life has Chase pulled on a doorknob to have the doorknob get pulled without the door. He's left standing with a doorknob in his hand, door still firmly closed, while pieces of metal fall to the floor and roll by his feet.]

[Hope no one wanted to exit or enter Breakwater Wing today.]
 

B. Commerce
[Chase doesn't interact with the proper residents of Aifaran often; the daily lives of the people who belong here simply doesn't concern him most of the time. But today he's accosted by a man. Wearing shades. Indoors.]

[Who takes one look at Chase's purple leather outfit and, upon declaring Chase the perfect man for the job, has dragged him outside, across the street, and stuck him out in front of a store with a sign.]

Hip & Trendy Clothes
They're hip! And trendy!
[The sign is made of only moderately stiff cardboard and glitter paste. The store may or may not be a front for something. And Chase looks entirely deadpan to be there.]

Comments

[corundrum]

Seems like a strange thing to have happen more than once. [They're not going to pry, but if he chooses to speak on the subject, they're also not going to turn down the additional information. They're unlikely to ever learn as much about the people here as they did the ones of their own world, but it would be a waste not to try at all.

His concern is a valid one, though, even if Padparadscha's expression remains faintly amused.] Well, I suppose it depends on how long we have to find out. If it's only months, we may not be able to catch it. But I think if we were brought here for a reason, the ones who had been here before may have had more to say about it, with how many of them there seem to be.

[It's no reason to completely dismiss the idea, but it doesn't seem to entirely line up to their mind. As it is, they'll be attentive to it, but unlikely to go out of their way unless they see inklings of it becoming a problem.]

[driverslicense]

[He peers at Padparadscha briefly at the comment, but takes it at face value and doesn't elaborate. Despite that one similarity, the two situations are different enough that it doesn't even occur to him to provide it as information.]

[As for the ones who were here before...] If it was apparent then.

[There were (had been, rather) 108 Roidmude, not including himself, who hadn’t been meant to do specific tasks in particular. Banno hadn’t needed to be active for Heart to pursue his own designs. He understands Padparadscha’s point, but nefarious plots don’t need to be meticulous.]

[He glances upward, at the dome.]

[Especially since they’re essentially trapped, in more than one way.]

[But despite what it sounds like, he isn’t horribly invested in the idea.] We shall see.

[In the meantime—] If you need to practice with that ability...you can call on me. I have some resistance to shocks. [In his other forms, mostly, but hey.]

[corundrum]

If it wasn't apparent then, then who says it will be now? [Again, their tone isn't one of someone particularly invested in the subject, just making suggestions. They've noticed already that many of the humans here have a habit of thinking as if definite answers will present themselves at some point, if only they look hard enough.

They've lived a little too long to think it's always that simple.

In any case, they're more prepared for his offer this time, and so they don't slip the way they did earlier, slight smile remaining in place.]

I'll see what I can do first. But the offer could come in useful. [Better him than someone who isn't expecting it, or might even be weak to it. They don't need to do any more damage than this.]

[driverslicense]

Because things change. [And he was just throwing ideas out there, himself, anyway.]

[In any case—]

You know my room number and my name. [He holds up his yimo. Since they've talked to each other on the thing, they both know that the other knows how to use it.]

There are no conditions attached. If you need it, then I will not mind.

[corundrum]

And some things stay the same. [There's no real point in arguing it, though, when the truth will reveal itself in time one way or the other.

As for his offer, Padparadscha gives a nod of understanding, starting to step off. They've got a lot to think about, and though the offer is welcome, they'd prefer to have a little practice on their own first.]

I'll remember it if I need it. [Waving a hand, they start heading out into the city rather than back towards the Dreaming Bridge.] Try not to be breaking more doors next time we see each other, huh?

[driverslicense]

[There have been one or two times he's been inclined to break doors on purpose, but—] I do not make a habit of it.

[He does glance at Padparadscha's hands as they start to leave; they haven't gone back to get gloves. But he supposes that a shock is less harmful to non-living objects than dismantling would be, and he doesn't get the impression Padparadscha would be careless with it.]

Then I will see you again. [He heads off, himself.]