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Robodog
Oct 22, 2004

...how does that work?


Konnie

"Number? Dude, I still got it in the back of my head that Nat could be cool about the Frog stuff. If I'm the one to wreck it by loving about with bar girls in Philly I'll feel like a piece of poo poo. Stupid bitch ruining my fun from Brooklyn." Konnie tells her BFF, breaking down into a mutter as she sinks more vodka.

"Huh?" She looks to Jules for a proper explanation. "Well, probably. You know how Eliza is, she loves that poo poo." Konnie shrugs, not seemingly nearly as concerned as Meg was. "…do you want to get her out of there anyway?"

"Sherry's upstairs, I guess." Another shrug.

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Milkfred E. Moore
Aug 27, 2006

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Jules

"She's got some sort of emotion influencing power," Jules Meg-translates for Konnie's benefit. "And, yeah, looking at Eliza, I'm going to say that that is what's happening. Might be trouble, might not."

Robodog
Oct 22, 2004

...how does that work?


Konnie

Kon shakes her head. "How the gently caress does that translate to 'blue dolphin'?" She sighs, yet again being outclassed in the 'tell wat a powah is' stakes by King Dork. "Well, they don't seem to be doing anything evil. Maybe we keep Eliza out there as a lure and haul them in if something comes up." She suggests, not unable to keep the fish out of her brain. "But seriously, if that chick tries to fingerfuck my head I'll show her what a wine bottle to the face tastes like." Konnie declares, sipping more vodka.

"What's the other twin do? Is she the dolphin?" Kon asks Jules.

Milkfred E. Moore
Aug 27, 2006

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Jules

Jules shrugs. "I'm getting nothing from her. So, that's either really good or really bad. She might not have a power, she might have one that lets her be all neural like that or she can hide it somehow. Can't tell."

Platonicsolid
Nov 17, 2008



Meg

Meg locks Konnie in her gaze as she goes on about Nat. "Uh-huh," she says, in the Least Convinced Tone Ever. "Yeah, she does. I don't wanna be wet-blanket Meg, but then again..." Meg says, shifting out her hands and changing them, as if in a set of scales. "Emotion powers could make you do all kinds of terrible things. No idea what that'd do to Eliza. Bad things, maybe?" she says. Hummm. Too much worrying, so she gulps down her beer instead.

"Maybe she's not human. Does your thingy work on not-humans? She could be a shapeshifter! Or a mermaid! That'd explain the dolphin." Meg peers into the bottom of her glass. "Time for more!" she declares. "Back soon!" and she zips off at quick (But human) speed towards the bar.

Robodog
Oct 22, 2004

...how does that work?


Konnie

"Yeah yeah, gently caress you." Konnie rolls her eyes at Meg, before she zips off.

"I'll go investigate." Konnie declares to Jules, taking a slug from her cup. "Hold my drink." She thrusts her vodka into Jules' hands, before slipping off into the crowd again.

Being a sneaky snake, Konnie delicately works her way through the crush of the crowd. Mostly by stomping and elbowing anybody in her way. It was a tried and true method, and these bloated art types weren't the kind to try and fight back after an elbow to the guts. So she was pretty safe to slip on by to get where she needed to. By the twins, but the one who wasn't busy mind-seducing Eliza. "Sorry, gotta borrow her for a sec." She says to nobody at all, slipping her arm through the neutral twin's and starting to drag her away from the crush of the crowd. "So, which dolphin are you?"

Drakli
Jan 28, 2004
Goblin-Friend

Eliza

Eliza stops and considers the question a moment or so, then replies, "Heavy Metal, mostly. Shades of Deep Purple holding a Black Sabbath upon the cursed decks of a haunted Led Zepplin. Also, I think Joan Jett has rented a cabin for the flight."

She shrugs cheerily, "But then, we have a keyboardist and a violinist," she hooks her paintbrush underneath her armpit to point both thumbs at herself, proudly, "So we pull off a lot of weird poo poo."

Eliza peers around Luna's shoulder at the bar, "So,how do the drinks work at this kind of soiree? Are they free, or can I offer to buy you one?" again, with the cheerful grin with the slightly pointy canines and glittering eyes. She pat-pats the satchel, "I'll show you some of my pattern-sketches. Simple design outlines, really."

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Platonicsolid
Nov 17, 2008



Meg

Meg bounds off towards the bar, shoving and nudging and sliding through as she goes. Finally, after agonizing minutes - impossibly agonizing for a speedster - Meg has another frothy beverage in hand, which she gulps casually as she bumps through the crowd.

Woah.

Is that Sherry? Talking to a dude? And old dude! Huh. She never would have expected. This demands eavesdropping!

Robodog
Oct 22, 2004

...how does that work?


Konnie

This girl must be one of those skinnyfat people, because it was taking ages to drag her away from her sister!

Drakli
Jan 28, 2004
Goblin-Friend

Eliza

Eliza glances around Luna and spots Konnie making away with the other twin. Unsure whether her band leader is being helpful as a wing-man, or deciding to divide and conquer (seductively speaking,) it's both useful and laudable to Eliza either way. She flashes Konnie a quick smile, a wink, and a thumbs up.

xian
Jan 21, 2001



Lipstick Apathy

"Just the two over there," Paul says, pointing at the Explosion paintings. "Already sold both of them, so I'm pretty excited. My cousins own some of the other stuff. Leave the dulling spray at home... you wear dress like that, you gotta own it. Don't shy away from the fact that you're gonna be part of everyone's memory of tonight. Where are you coming from?"

"That sounds like a cool band. And the drinks are free, but I'm sure the bartender won't mind a tip," Luna says with a smile, "I'd love to see some sketches."

"Dolphin?" Lyra asks, showing the minimum of interest in Konnie, but not resisting being dragged away from Eliza and her sister, "What are you talking about?"

Robodog
Oct 22, 2004

...how does that work?


Konnie

"Dolphin." Konnie reiterates for the twin, continuing to pull her away from her sister and Eliza and the big crushing crowd. She doesn't stop until they are in a corner, a good ways away from them with some tiny modicum of privacy. "Both of you, blue dolphins." She explains, flicking her eyes back at the other twin before looking back at this twin. "And she's the happy mindfuck dolphin."

"So which dolphin are you?"

xian
Jan 21, 2001



Lipstick Apathy

"If both we're both blue dolphins, what does it matter which one of the blue dolphins I am?" Lyra asks. She doesn't address what Konnie said about her sister, but she also doesn't look surprised at all when Konnie says it.

Robodog
Oct 22, 2004

...how does that work?


Konnie

"A happy blue Bottlenose out in the ocean is still different from a sad floppy-finned Orca in Seaworld, aren't they?" Konnie explains the intrigues of dolphin politics. "And that's not even talking about the different shades of blue two dolphins can be."

xian
Jan 21, 2001



Lipstick Apathy

"Aren't Orcas whales?" Lyra deadpans, the slightest twitch of a grin on her face.

Robodog
Oct 22, 2004

...how does that work?


Konnie

"Orcas are just big dolphins." Konnie cooly educates this dunce on the finer points of fishes. "And you still haven't answered my question, Flipper."

Bieeanshee
Aug 21, 2000

Not keen on keening.


Grimey Drawer

Sherry

Sherry 'ahs' and smiles and looks over to the paintings with polite enthusiasm. "I'm sorry, I didn't have time to read the exhibitors' plaques. Congratulations!"

Glancing down at herself, primarily to refresh herself on which way the points on her bracers go, Sherry smiles and hums uncertainly. "I should probably borrow a sheet, in that case. I don't think I prepared myself for being remembered as a blonde Grace Jones impersonator," she chuckles.

"Mm? Oh, out from New York originally, just passing through. Thought it would be nicer to take in a bit of culture instead of spraining elbows in a bar this late in the evening."

Drakli
Jan 28, 2004
Goblin-Friend

Eliza

Eliza hops halfway onto the bar counter, waving down the barkeep, "Hi! Give me something... purple, and the lovely lady here whatever she wants!"

She drops back down into the stool rather happily, and reaches into her satchel for a sketch-pad a little larger than a paperback. "See, I gravitate towards the Victorian, through the Gothic Lolita lense..." The sketchbook does possess a fair amount of sumptuous gowns, Edwardian skirts and blouses, bonnets and hats; but there are also period-piece gentleman suits rendered in creepy black, cut for a wearer with more of a female figure, with the occasional effeminate flourish. "...but my favorite projects are when I work with a theme! Essentially, creating a costume."

She stops on a page that depicts a girlish figure with pigtails, dressed as a frilly monochrome rag-doll; like Edward Gorey's Raggedy Ann. Some other sketches portray said figure dressed as an old-fashioned costumed hero in the spirit of The Shadow; caped, masked, and scarved, with a flamboyant cavalier's hat a certain duck crusader would envy. One still in the unformed sketch phase turns out to be a gothique Cleopatra. The most finished part appears to be the queen's elaborate Egyptian headdress, which seems to incorporate curved horns. Every outfit, of course, is primarily monochrome, but sometimes incorporate a few splashes or interweaves of a thematic hue... usually red or royal purple.

She tap-taps a nail against the Egyptian inspired outfit, "I'm still trying to figure this one out. I know one of these days we're going to do a Halloween Gig, or one for a Fangoria crowd. I kind of want to do something mummy-ish with it, and I've been toying with using way too many belts as bandages. Belts and belts and belts. But I dunno."

Platonicsolid
Nov 17, 2008



Meg

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORING! Sherry's just flirting, and not with a lot of energy, either. Such a wallflower. Cute and sweet but she is not living the rock lifestyle. Not that she needs to, Meg doesn't need the competition. The redhead spins and bounds through the crowd, nudging and shoving and practically leaping over people to move. "Coming through, move it, watch out, hey not without dinner" she complains. Her movements take her, rather unintentionally, towards the giant ball of yarn. Meg backs into it and it creaks with a thump. "MOTHERFUCKER!" she shouts.

Milkfred E. Moore
Aug 27, 2006

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Jules

Jules, who has emerged out of the crowd with a beer in each hand, finds himself somewhat separated from the group! Let's see... Meg's picking a fight with modern art, that's my girl; Eliza is - quick mental tap - talking about fashion; Konnie's got a bee in her bonnet about dolphins (Jules thinks this is something he should care about but, heck, he's two beers in); and Sherry's chatting up some dude about paintings.

Everything is fine. He takes a big drink from his beer and stares at the ball of yarn, as if contemplating it.

xian
Jan 21, 2001



Lipstick Apathy

"I don't know what your question is, Ms. Crocodile Hunter." Lyra says.

"Thanks!" Paul says, "Just passing through, huh? So mysterious, this blonde Grace Jones. Glad you found your way here though, and not to that dive bar. You come with friends?"

The closest thing the bartender has to purple is Red Wine, and that's what Eliza gets, while Luna eyes the vodka bottle Konnie gave the bartender and asks, "that up for grabs?" The bartender is more than happy to pour some of it over ice for Luna.

Sipping on her Vodka, Luna follows along with Eliza's description of the sketches. "I love these," she says when Eliza shows her the black, more androgynous designs. She follows along with the more thematic designs as well, with a few wows as Eliza turns the pages, then Luna thinks about the question posed to her, "I'm not sure. When I think Egyptian, I always think of snakes, because of how she died, which kind of works with the belts theme? Snake mummy? Also, drapey things with cut-outs mixed with almost...I don't know...chain-mail-esque jewelry."

Luckily, Meg crashed into a ball of yarn and not something slightly more rigid or fragile. It rolls a few inches, held in place by the strings connecting it to the rest of the piece. More people are looking at her for shouting "Motherfucker!" than for bumping the yarn. It seems to be a no-harm, no-foul type of situation. Jules watches the whole thing.

Robodog
Oct 22, 2004

...how does that work?


Konnie

Either Konnie was bad at this spy poo poo, or Lyra was just being obtuse. Probably both. "Ugh." Konnie pinches the bridge of her nose. "Next time Liani asks a favour I'm telling her to shove it up her twat." She mumbles to herself. Then Meg shouts 'motherfucker!' over at something. Super. Way to keep on the DL, Meg!

"Okay." She looks back up at the twin, keeping her in nice and close so she didn't need to speak up. This was private stuff, after all. "Your sister over there? Happy happy mindy fucky. S'why all those guys are falling over themselves to be near her, yeah?" A finger had gone out to quietly point over at Luna, but it's now poking Lyra in the chest. Or kinda in the tit, if you wanted to be more accurate. "But this sister over here? She's giving me nothing and pretends she doesn't know what dolphins are. So, what's your power?"

Bieeanshee
Aug 21, 2000

Not keen on keening.


Grimey Drawer

Sherry

Sherry keeps from snorting at the last moment. It wouldn't do, looking all ersatz-ladylike like she does at the moment, so she substitutes a light laugh instead.

"Mysterious? No, I don't have enough to be mysterious about! Nondescript?" Something about her goes 'tinkle'. "No. Maybe a little evasive, but I think everybody is when they meet somebody for the first time and get that weird little buzz. Or I could be internalizing what Grandma told me about artists." She smiles, genuinely, but looks lost for a moment.

"Others? Sorry, I thought I mentioned. There's a handful of us here tonight. I just thought it'd be nice to go somewhere quiet to unwind."

This is about where Meg's MOTHERFUCKER rings out.

Sherry winces. "That'd be Meg. She's sweet, but... short attention span. Closest she gets to the wheel is shotgun."

xian
Jan 21, 2001



Lipstick Apathy

"Oh," Lyra says, "Guys would be falling all over themselves to be near her no matter, no? But I get it. You see it as Dolphins?" She pauses, "My dolphin is a sad, boring dolphin." She deadpans, "What's your dolphin?"

"Isn't that what everyone wants? Those little explosions going off? Like I said, I'm glad you picked this place." Paul says, then turns when he hears Meg's 'Motherfucker!' "I didn't hear anything shatter. So... It's fine... it's performance art?" He jokes to Sherry.

For a moment, Meg thinks she's good. That nobody noticed. Then she hears someone mocking her, "I'm only interested in art that's been tripped over." Then she hears someone respond, "Undoubtedly, art has no value unless someone clumsily backs into it."

Milkfred E. Moore
Aug 27, 2006

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Jules

Jules makes his way over to Meg, passing her a beer. "Hey, let's try to avoid breaking anything," he says with a little grin. "Or shouting expletives across the hall. Didn't know balls of yarn could be so dangerous - you okay?"

Robodog
Oct 22, 2004

...how does that work?


Konnie

"Wha?" Konnie twists her head to look at the other one, then back to this one. "Not really, whatever her thing is it makes people feel better near her. Which I guess is why…" She thumbs over at the adoring crowd. "…and you're twins. Like, you're equally hot. They'd be falling over themselves to be near you too wouldn't they?" She points out with infallible frog-like logic.

"Dolphins." Konnie nods, as her eyes flashy Froggy for a few moments. "Sharks. Jellyfish. Lobsters. Sea snails. That guy over there's some slimy eel thing." She nods towards an older 'art aficionado' who had his hands all over his presumably paid-for date. "It's loving useless. What does 'she's a dolphin' tell me about anybody? Jack poo poo. I gotta figure it out half the drat time." Her eyes return to normal. "Why? What do you see it as?"

"A sad, boring dolphin next to a happy, exciting dolphin? Like a ying-yang thing with your sister? She has a happy power and you have one that stops your sorry rear end ever smiling despite that little black dress?" Konnie asks as, like she said, she had to figure this poo poo out herself a lot of the time. "That's not a very positive self-image, Flipper."

"My dolphin's a frog."

Platonicsolid
Nov 17, 2008



Meg

The big piece of 'art' sways and Meg ducks slightly, edging away and hoping nobody noticed. "Put some barriers around this or somethin'," she grumbles. Which apparently isn't at all what anybody had thought of, given the jawing she hears from somewhere in the crowd. That? That gets Meg's attention.

Jules finds her standing up totally straight, her eyes slightly wide and her ears perked up. Meg's eyes narrow and she slides past Jules, "You arrogant prick!" Meg snaps as she wades back into the crowd, arms gesturing. "You could have put up some barriers! A rope or something! Mark tape on the floor! God!" she sputters. Meg does go from zero to sixty, in so many ways.

Milkfred E. Moore
Aug 27, 2006

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Jules

Jules blinks. You arrogant what?

Oh, she means someone else. He turns and follows Meg, ready to either smooth things over or pick up the pieces.

xian
Jan 21, 2001



Lipstick Apathy

"Nothing to do with self image. If I wanted one of them, he wouldn't leave my side." Lyra responds, "I get why she's doing it but, it's not pleasant for me. I'm not smiling because doing what she does just makes life... so, so, boring."

They say that the way to get cold people to warm up is to open up about yourself, and it works in Konnie's case here. Lyra's arms drop from in front of her chest and she softens slightly. "I don't see it like that. It's not metaphorical. It's feelings. Images. You make me feel like I just got a flash flood warning on my phone and I'm going out with no umbrella anyway because I think that I can make it to wherever I'm going before the rain starts."

"Why would I do that?" Answers one of two guys standing together, both of them wearing well-tailored suits. Meg has seen so many in her life that she can identify them as finance d-bags without blinking. "I'm not the curator. I'm just a guy standing here watching baby's first art opening."

Bieeanshee
Aug 21, 2000

Not keen on keening.


Grimey Drawer

Sherry

"I'm in it more for the warmth than the sparks. Straightening my hair's enough without even more entanglements," Sherry chuckles. So, either she misread him or he's dodging her attempt at addressing things metaphorically. Either way, better to play things safe.

"I guess. Don't want anyone to get off on the wrong foot because... that's just what they did. You know?" She smiles. "We are guests. But performance art's still..." Sherry pauses, searching for a word, searching for... oh good, there's Jules. "Intentional, right?"

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Sorry for the slow posts, first week back at work and it's been a rough transition.

Platonicsolid
Nov 17, 2008



Meg

"Don't you condescend to me you little snot," Meg grumbles, showing more claw than Jules can recall. "You're just a guy trying to pass off a Valentino as something custom from Saville Row," Meg sneers, fingers moving along one of the men's lapels. "Jules, I need another drink," she says, waving the men off dismissively, unconcerned for who she might have just pissed off.

Same here with the slowposts. Sorry. I know Frog relies on momentum!

Robodog
Oct 22, 2004

...how does that work?


Konnie

"Ugh." Konnie groans. "So wished I had that power. All mine does is get me kicked out of my house and 'I can't deal with this right now, Konnie'." She looks kinda down about it!

"Do you have the same power as your sister?" Konnie gently prods, trying her best to not hand poo poo on Flipper anymore. "She just likes using it and you don't? Because it sounds like you don't like her doing it." It was a keen observation only one with sisters of her own could make. "We can just hang out away from all that stuff if you want."

"So you get more than a feeling?." Kon can't help but smile. "Well, those images and feelings you got work better than my eyes." She concedes in good spirits. "I don't know about floods, but I can control water." She pauses for a second, realising both her hands were empty. "…which is usually more impressive when I have a drink to show it off with. But I guess if there's no water around you won't need that umbrella after all, huh?"

"I bet that rain's me, by the way." Konnie continues, using weeks of well-honed froglogic. "It's not really something I show off in art galleries, but I turn into a cloud… or I'm a cloud now that turns back to normal." She shrugs. "I don't know, it's magic frog stuff."

Milkfred E. Moore
Aug 27, 2006

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Jules

"Hey, you've got it," Jules says, passing the drink over. "Let's go track down Konnie."

Platonicsolid
Nov 17, 2008



Meg

Meg snatches the drink and takes a gulp that would be generous for somebody twice her size. "Thanks babes," she says to Jules. "Yeah, probably making out with that bartender already."

Milkfred E. Moore
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Jules

"I think she's making out with a dolphin, actually," Jules replies, just letting that statement stand on its own.

Drakli
Jan 28, 2004
Goblin-Friend

Eliza

Despite the presence of Luna's glowing aura of charisma and happiness, Eliza's eyes get a far away look, as if she's not really there. In fact, the lovely twin's thoughts have sparked a creative moment in her brainspace.

"So..." she suggests to the metaphoric dolphin, "I could try snake-skin patterns on the bandages; or perhaps..." she extracts a pencil from her pouch and starts sketching a close up of a mummy linen that turns out to be a strip of scales. Her eyes glitter, "... Perhaps, I could suggest that she was mummified with shed snake skins instead of bandages! Not exactly realistic, but then, commanding, strutting, sexy, mummy queen!"

She spends a few long moments sketching out various snake-skin patterns, pulling out her phone to run a search, "I've got to do a herpetology trawl to find the right kind of snake-skin to make it work of course-" but then, she freezes and looks back up at Luna, "Oh, right!"

Rapidly vanishing her iPhone and shutting her sketch-book, the little devil takes a quick swig of red wine and leans far forward to prop her chin up with her hands and give Luna a fascinated grin, "But enough about me! Tell me about you!"

Meg's roaring swear sends a shiver down her spine, and as Meg continues to fuss and fume and make a scene in the background, Eliza's left eye twitches slightly. Twitch.

Platonicsolid
Nov 17, 2008



Meg

"She's what now?" Meg asks. "Like a mermaid?" she prods. "Hot," Meg whispers, getting a distant look about her. "Nah, who'd show themselves like that her," she asks Jules with a shake of her head. "You should totes scan that chick, though, see if she's gonna screw with Kon, in a bad way."

Robodog
Oct 22, 2004

...how does that work?


Konnie

Blissfully unaware that Meg and Jules were about to ruin all the good work she had put into Flipper, Konnie keeps on conversationalising with the twin!

xian
Jan 21, 2001



Lipstick Apathy

"Always better to act like you meant it." Paul says.

"Sexy snake Cleopatra mummy is sexy. Are there snakes that shed and still looks like snakeskin, less dried out? Better to use that than have to kill 'em for it." Luna says, "Well, your friend the disco...no...the belle of the disco ball?" Luna says, and Eliza feels the euphoria fade for a moment as Luna waits for the joke to land. "has already met my cousin. I'm just out here to support him."

"Kicked out? That's lovely." Lyra says, "But you don't wish you had my power, it's not the same as my sister. You just wish you didn't see the world in dolphins and frogs. I like the idea of being a dolphin. And I don't care that she's using it. This floor of the show is curated by our friend. Our cousin has a couple pieces in it. She's doing it to make sure the show goes as good as possible. I'm glad she's doing it but... I don't know... I'm just bored. Not right now," she quickly adds, "More broadly bored." Then, a long pause after Konnie describes her power, "that sounds like a lot more fun." She shakes her solo cup, it sounds like it's full of ice, and smiles, "Let's see what you got."

The suited man Meg dismissed moments earlier walks by Meg and Jules on the way to the bar, taking note of Jules, "Oh." He says, "I see it now. You guys met at the mall. Let me guess: Hot Topic," in Jules's direction. Then to Meg, "And you manned the Cinnabon stand outside it? Spreading the gospel of Cinnabon to the masses." He laughs, then continues to the bar. "God's work."

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Robodog
Oct 22, 2004

...how does that work?


Konnie

"Yeah. Why do you think I'm in Philly?" Konnie sighs. "It sucks, but I can't really blame her. Finding out about my water stuff freaked her the gently caress out." For the sake of brevity, Konnie leaves out the fire bit. Everybody probably seen that loving thing on youtube already anyway.

Listening to Lyra, Konnie tries to follow along but gets lost along the way. "I might be a bit poo poo with my eye stuff, but trust me Flipper; you're a dolphin through and through." She tries to put a smile on that awfully dour dial. "And what I can see means more than you just having dolphin powers, I figured that much out at least. You're a dolphin at heart." And as far as Konnie knew, that was true! "Ahhhh." Kon finally understands something Flipper was saying. "So she wines and dines and make everyone happy with that mind bubble thingy to help out the art whatevers? That's nice of her." Konnie supposes, out of her depth with fancy poo poo like this. "…is the art stuff here bad or something? I know dick about art." She looks around and shrugs. "I'm only here because I got told there was a party."

"I'm still not sure exactly what your power is, but it doesn't sound as bad as you're making out. I'd love to be bored. You know what 'exciting' has got me? Set on fire. Being boiled into steam isn't fun." She groans to herself. "Maybe it's just the grass being greener over the other side." Konnie, knowing her own stuff, was naturally prejudiced against it. "But it's not just seeing dolphins and frogs. It's…" She waves a hand, trying to land on the right words. "I don't know how you got yours, but mine just got dropped on top of me with no drat warning. And it came with so much loving baggage. Do you know what a rusalka is? Or the Wodnik?" Catching herself, Konnie just ends up shaking her head. "Ugh, sorry. TMI. I bet you don't give half a drat. But it's not all pretty dolphins and calm blue oceans. There's a whole heap of drownings too."

Kon smiles a little. "It can be fun, yeah." She admits, looking at the cup full of ice. "Alright. So you got some ice?" She peers into the cup and clicks her fingers. The ice rapidly starts to melt, and within seconds Lyra has a cup of water. "Ta-da, water! But that's not all." Konnie puts her hand over the cup, and after a few moments of waiting and lifts her hand up again. And a perfectly cylindrical cloud of mist rises up with it! She holds it out in front of Flipper's face, before flattening it with her other hand. The mist bursts out and covers both their faces, and slowly starts to drip down towards the ground. But Konnie grabs it before too long, and wills it back into her hands. The mist starts to solidify, and in front of Lyra's eye turns back into a blob of floating water. Then, just to show off, Konnie turns it back into ice. But with a bit of an artistic flair. "Great power, right?" She smirks.

"So what's 'fun' to you, Flipper?" Konnie asks, slowly floating the smiley face onto the cup. "How're we going to save you from boredom?"

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