Character Meet and Greet

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"You can design and create, and build the most wonderful place in the world. But it takes people to make the dream a reality."

I. Exploring Main Street! Take a trip through a little town taken straight from 1890's America. Visit the shops, dine at the restaurants- but don't forget you are here on a mission. As an Apprentice, you will need to gather some supplies. A weapon, or tool for producing magic.

But we understand if that corn dog cart on Market Street is your first stop.

II. Apprentice Class 101! Practice your spell casting and weaponship on the open commons behind the Firehouse. Sparring, casting or just general confusion abound here. Try not to hit anything or...anyone, the paint on the infirmary is still drying.

III. Look out! A level 2 corroded monster has managed to get onto Main Street! Protect the citizens and defeat the cur, and please watch the damage, the paint is still wet!

IV. One Little Spark! Go ahead, show us the strength of your imagination and come up with your own scenarios. Just, stay out of the Corroded Lands...if possible.

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[serpentinthegarden]

He might have noticed that she hadn't answered the question if he were the kind to notice things like that. There were occasions, like now, where lies were far too easy to believe.

"Well, have you figured it out yet?"

At the blank stare that was bound to provoke he clarified.

"This world's magic. Have you figured out how to harness it yet?"

[cometophobic]

Oh, yes. There was definitely a blank stare at that question. Marisol had thought she had cleverly sidestepped that subject but it was not to be. Giving a little yawn, she stretched her neck to one side.

"It's no-" She started to answer before her eyes trailed to the basket of baked goods. "-Oh look! This one has some kind of filling in it!"

It was another attempt to direct attention elsewhere. Things were going so well, she didn't want to have to admit that she was equally clueless about this as he was- nor did she want to make up a story on how she bent this world's magic to her whims because then Crowley would want her to help get him home.

[serpentinthegarden]

"Cream."

Crowley glanced at the sweet treat.

"Or raspberry... does it matter? We're meant to save the Kingdom here and some of us have problems or our own."

The Earth to save for one, or to abandon it as a lost cause, the details were still fuzzy in his mind really.

[cometophobic]

Whew. That was a close one. Looking fondly at the confectionery, she was about to bite into it when Crowley tacked on that heavier insinuation on the end. Suddenly, it didn't look half as appealing.

Then for the first time of the day, Marisol surprised even herself. Bowing her head she fessed up to it. "No." No what?

"No- I haven't figured out how to consistently harness the energy of this world." Okay, so she couldn't fully admit that she was as powerless as he was. Shouldn't the idea that inter-dimensional travel was possible to some degree give him some hope?

[serpentinthegarden]

That sombered the mood entirely. The girl didn't want to eat her treat and he found he didn't really want to talk so much anymore. What she thought had sounded hopeful became a little more , 'we are both trapped here,' to him.

Stupid... string of curse words... wizard!

Number 44 8/

[cometophobic]

Then it had sounded more like the truth but Marisol really didn't want to go there. They were both here, safe, and alive. Wasn't that something for be grateful for in itself? Cautiously she slipped the treat back into the basket, and decided to save it for when she got her appetite back. An awkward silence stretched between them and she didn't really like the heavy air... but what could she say?

"Are things that dire back at home...?" Yes this meant maintaining the serious tone she was growing weary of but it seemed important.

Re: Number 44 8/

[serpentinthegarden]

That did effectively break the silence. Crowley scowled, looking his most disagreeable. It wasn't aimed at the girl though but at the situation.

"End of the World style dire."

Re: Number 44 8/

[cometophobic]

It might not have been aimed at her, but well.. his answer hit uncomfortably close to home. After some nervous fidgeting she tried to rationalize this all away. I mean a lot of species would hypothesize over when the end of the world would be and usually it was an exaggeration on their parts. This sort of thing was hard to predict. Maybe this guy had misunderstood the signs.

One thing was certain, he definitely believed his world was in the end times.

Oddly defensively Marisol started babbling, "Don't you think you're underestimating your world? I mean.. sure... it's possible that.... it could be.... destroyed... but there's a balance to everything... the planet might just be letting off steam..."

:It's not like people never act irrationally either..." As if she wasn't one.

[serpentinthegarden]

"I don't see why you are getting so defensive!"

He drew back so he could watch the girl's fidgeting and rapid quick speak, frowning in a very confused way as he did so.

"It's not like you're a world hell bent on destroying yourself..."

That would be silly.