{| 039 |} Video & Open Comment Log

[rdmcatpaw]

[Once again, its a video recording but the environment around the Mithra is covered in flowers. She appears to be laying down and looking extremely happy and purring loudly. On closer inspection, you can see her eyes glossed over. Someone found the catnip~]

I've never smelt such a thing before here in the fields.

[Her hands bats at a flower not too far above her with a chuckle, before stretching out a bit more. Although there's a pause and Cat forgets about the communicator being on. She turns on to her stomach and is crouched low, her tail swishing behind her. The last few seconds of the recording, the mage is seen pouncing off the side of the screen.

Feel free to find her in the flower deck.]

Comments

[brittlenerves.livejournal.com]

Th--that's alright, I-I'm kind u-- used to that. B-back home, uh, th-- the captain o-of the ship I worked on w-was always r-really talkative after h-he, uh, had a few d-drinks.

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

You worked on a ship?

[She quickly moved to be next to the timid one. Curiousity all over her face.]

How was that like? What did you do?

[brittlenerves.livejournal.com]

Um-- y-yeah, it, uh, I... I-I was just the c--cabin boy. N-Nothing special, j-just, running m-messages o-or cleaning floors or h-helping with cargo o-or, y-you know, l...little things. I-It paid the-- the bills.

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

[There's a nod.]

Sounds interesting -- wait, what kind of bills?

[The only 'bills' she can think of is ones for drinks at the tavern.]

[brittlenerves.livejournal.com]

T-- Taxes? A-And then just, s-stuff like... food. A-And... doctor s-services, s-- sometimes. J-Just, stuff.

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

Ohhh, like when you put something up on the auction house, I think.

[She scratched the back of her head.]

[brittlenerves.livejournal.com]

...at th-the... auction house? I-I guess so?

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

That's not what taxes do in your world?

[Her ears droop.]

Ah, sorry.

[brittlenerves.livejournal.com]

I-It-- d-don't worry! J-Just, the taxes i-in my world are j-just... payments y-you make, ev-- every now a-and then. D-- different worlds, d-different-- different taxes.

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

[There's a small nod.]

Yes, that's true. How foolish of me.

[brittlenerves.livejournal.com]

I-I don't... th-think so...

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

[There's a blink.]

About what, Xanth?

[brittlenerves.livejournal.com]

Th-that... you were f-foolish? I-I mean it's, uh, n-not your fault we do th-things... different...

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I can't help it.

[The Mithra paused in her steps and started to cast a strong Cure on him.]

Are you feeling alright?

[brittlenerves.livejournal.com]

Y--Yeah, I, I'm fine-- w-what was that?

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

Cure, its healing magic. Its very useful~

[She smiled and chuckled.]

[brittlenerves.livejournal.com]

Y-- yeah, that-- that's awesome! N-Not even th-the healing magic b-back home is li-like that. That-- that's nice.

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

I have a lot more spells than just that.

[Her smile widens before dropping to a curious look.]

It isn't? Can you use magic?

[brittlenerves.livejournal.com]

Um. N-No, I c-- I can't. But I, uh, I've... s-seen it used, b-before. I-It, uhm, can't be done i-in the air like that, it... it needs c-contact. I-In my world I m--mean.

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

Contact?

[She was intreged, her tail swished about with interest. She lead the way to the buffet again.]

Care to explain?

[brittlenerves.livejournal.com]

Um... ph-- physical c-contact, I mean. Usually they, uh, put their hands on-- on w-whatever needs h-healing and then... heal it l-like that.

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

Oh, that's interesting.

[She looks down at her hands.]

Most of the time magic is casted at a range so, there's no real physical contact -- well unless you're using an Enspell.

[brittlenerves.livejournal.com]

E-- Enspell?

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

Well Enspell allows the caster to encase their weapon in an element.

[She decided to show off with Enfire, which engulfed her hand in fire before disappearing. She snapped her fingers and a flash of fire showed up.]

See?

[brittlenerves.livejournal.com]

Th-- that looks like f-fire magic, from-- from back home. E-Except we couldn't d-do the whole... c-coating-hand-i-in-fire o-or, uh, we'd... get burned. Th--that's... wow.