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deernet2021-09-06 08:14 pm
arclightning) wrote in deernet2021-09-06 08:14 pm
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Uh, hey. Mako here.
[ Nailing it so far, right? Mako's standing in front of a half-blue, half-green wall, dotted with small lunar sconces. Everything looks kind of dusty and half-finished, and the watery afternoon light illuminates yet more dust drifting around him.
Notably, a small dragon, red-scaled and content, is draped over his shoulders like a scarf, watching the Omni with bright eyes.
Mako glances momentarily off the screen, mouths something, and then looks back, clearing his throat. ]
It's come to my attention that a lot of you have been setting things on fire left and right since we washed up here. Obviously, this is dangerous to you and the people around you. If that's you, you need to make an effort to control it immediately before something worse than singeing your clothes happens.
For those of you who just washed up, I'm a firebender. That means I can do—
[ He holds up his left hand (scarred with strange marks) in front of himself and splays his fingers, making a small puff of fire appear and hold over his palm. It flickers there like a candle flame, dancing between Mako's fingers, before he drags it in a small arc and lets it go out. ]
—that, and—
[ Another flick of his fingers, this time producing little purple-bright sparks that zap between the tips and then dissipate. ]
—that. And a lot more.
So. If you need help learning to control your powers, and you do, come to the Raccoon Room in Cellar Door on Wednesdays. You'll see the sign. I've been doing this since I was a kid. Anyone else who wants to help, feel free to drop by too.
[ Finally, he looks up, his serious expression dropping just slightly. ]
Trust me. If a bunch of snotty six-year-olds back home can learn how to do it, you can.
[ The little dragon huffs in agreement, fire puffing out of its nose, and Mako reaches forward to cut the feed. ]
[ Nailing it so far, right? Mako's standing in front of a half-blue, half-green wall, dotted with small lunar sconces. Everything looks kind of dusty and half-finished, and the watery afternoon light illuminates yet more dust drifting around him.
Notably, a small dragon, red-scaled and content, is draped over his shoulders like a scarf, watching the Omni with bright eyes.
Mako glances momentarily off the screen, mouths something, and then looks back, clearing his throat. ]
It's come to my attention that a lot of you have been setting things on fire left and right since we washed up here. Obviously, this is dangerous to you and the people around you. If that's you, you need to make an effort to control it immediately before something worse than singeing your clothes happens.
For those of you who just washed up, I'm a firebender. That means I can do—
[ He holds up his left hand (scarred with strange marks) in front of himself and splays his fingers, making a small puff of fire appear and hold over his palm. It flickers there like a candle flame, dancing between Mako's fingers, before he drags it in a small arc and lets it go out. ]
—that, and—
[ Another flick of his fingers, this time producing little purple-bright sparks that zap between the tips and then dissipate. ]
—that. And a lot more.
So. If you need help learning to control your powers, and you do, come to the Raccoon Room in Cellar Door on Wednesdays. You'll see the sign. I've been doing this since I was a kid. Anyone else who wants to help, feel free to drop by too.
[ Finally, he looks up, his serious expression dropping just slightly. ]
Trust me. If a bunch of snotty six-year-olds back home can learn how to do it, you can.
[ The little dragon huffs in agreement, fire puffing out of its nose, and Mako reaches forward to cut the feed. ]
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Something like that, yeah. I don't think we should trust anything in this city until it's been proven that we can.
You don't just get handed a really nice house for free with no strings attached. You know the locals in Deerington used to pretend to be nice to us? I wasn't there for that, but I've heard about it. It was a trap then.
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From what I've gathered around here the locals seem kind of in awe of us? Not that that's altogether better. We as a group are Different From Them which... historically speaking doesn't usually go down well.
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[ Says the man who got a lot of open hostility in that first month for reasons he chalked up to being a Sleeper or a firebender or something but were absolutely not that. ]
I don't know if I like in awe of us any better either. That kind of worship can go bad pretty quick, right? Especially if we don't live up to their expectations. Whatever they are.
When you get an evening free, you and Chuck should come over. We need a plan for how we're going to keep ourselves together here.
And Wu misses you.
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Expectations are heavy and stressful.
[Is he side stepping your first question? Maybe. But there's a lot of questions here and he's a simple man. Maybe he just forgot.]
And we're a very mixed bag of people. Something to think about.
We're still settling in so every evening is free. We'd love to, you just tell me when. We miss Wu too.
[Just Wu, air quotes. He misses you too, bud.]
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I don't want to scare people, but I do want to let them know to keep an eye on the townspeople around here. Any idea how to do that?
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Get Wu to draft you something. No offense but you're not amazing at subtle public service announcements.
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I'll talk to Wu.
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See you tomorrow bud.
Cool dragon btw