ooh, shiny!
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peterverseSadde is running.
There is no particular reason why he is doing this. He just hasn't really done much of anything properly fun for the past five years, at least for the sake of having fun, so the wind in his hair and the occasional glimmer his skin projects on random surfaces when he's hit by the sun are enough.
Until he finds a key.
He doesn't actually say "Ooh, shiny!" but he does think it.
He comes to a halt and peers at it. It's on the ground, half-hidden by grass, and there's a tree right over there that would have obscured his view had he been running a foot to the right. But as it is, he found the key. It is a very small key, as if sized for a child to hold, and it has a certain shine to it that's not quite like any other keys he's seen during his vampire life.
He explores a radius of about a mile around the key. There seem to be no houses or cabins or mansions or anything like that where such a key might have come from. He returns to it and peers at it, then shrugs and picks it up.
He doesn't pocket it, though, because the moment he touches the key he's quite certain it's a magical key.
It doesn't actually do anything, it doesn't explode or shoot fireworks or glow, there's no mysterious voice saying that he has found the Artifact of Doom or anything like that. He just- knows.
When he straightens up, he notices how he knows it. There seems to be a certain sense produced by the key, a feeling of sorts, that shifts and moves about as the key is moved through the air. He waves it around a bit, and reaches two conclusions: one, most spots in the air don't feel like anything; two, what a spot in the air feels like depends on the spot itself, and if he waves the key around a given spot multiple times he feels the same thing each time.
O-kay, this sounds fun. Now what does the key actually do?
...well, it's a key, presumably it opens doors. It's a magic key - does it open all doors?
After thirty minutes - during which he runs to the closest town, finds the least observed door, and tries to open it with the key, followed by several further attempts on several different doors - he has determined that the key does not in fact seem to have the property of opening all doors.
He has also determined that locks consistently don't feel like anything to the key. Which seems to suggest that, if he wants to use it, it's not going to be on an actual door. So he decides to try the obvious thing. Except not here, this is not a good place, so he finds an isolated spot in the woods to try the obvious thing.
Upon finding an appropriate isolated spot, he waves the key around until it feels like something, then he pushes it and turns it, as if he were unlocking an actual door.
That one works.
He pulls it, and the door opens before him. The scenery on the other side is subtly different, though similarly wooded. He removes the key from the door - it remains open, good - and walks through it.
Is that a statue of a unicorn?
There is no particular reason why he is doing this. He just hasn't really done much of anything properly fun for the past five years, at least for the sake of having fun, so the wind in his hair and the occasional glimmer his skin projects on random surfaces when he's hit by the sun are enough.
Until he finds a key.
He doesn't actually say "Ooh, shiny!" but he does think it.
He comes to a halt and peers at it. It's on the ground, half-hidden by grass, and there's a tree right over there that would have obscured his view had he been running a foot to the right. But as it is, he found the key. It is a very small key, as if sized for a child to hold, and it has a certain shine to it that's not quite like any other keys he's seen during his vampire life.
He explores a radius of about a mile around the key. There seem to be no houses or cabins or mansions or anything like that where such a key might have come from. He returns to it and peers at it, then shrugs and picks it up.
He doesn't pocket it, though, because the moment he touches the key he's quite certain it's a magical key.
It doesn't actually do anything, it doesn't explode or shoot fireworks or glow, there's no mysterious voice saying that he has found the Artifact of Doom or anything like that. He just- knows.
When he straightens up, he notices how he knows it. There seems to be a certain sense produced by the key, a feeling of sorts, that shifts and moves about as the key is moved through the air. He waves it around a bit, and reaches two conclusions: one, most spots in the air don't feel like anything; two, what a spot in the air feels like depends on the spot itself, and if he waves the key around a given spot multiple times he feels the same thing each time.
O-kay, this sounds fun. Now what does the key actually do?
...well, it's a key, presumably it opens doors. It's a magic key - does it open all doors?
After thirty minutes - during which he runs to the closest town, finds the least observed door, and tries to open it with the key, followed by several further attempts on several different doors - he has determined that the key does not in fact seem to have the property of opening all doors.
He has also determined that locks consistently don't feel like anything to the key. Which seems to suggest that, if he wants to use it, it's not going to be on an actual door. So he decides to try the obvious thing. Except not here, this is not a good place, so he finds an isolated spot in the woods to try the obvious thing.
Upon finding an appropriate isolated spot, he waves the key around until it feels like something, then he pushes it and turns it, as if he were unlocking an actual door.
That one works.
He pulls it, and the door opens before him. The scenery on the other side is subtly different, though similarly wooded. He removes the key from the door - it remains open, good - and walks through it.
Is that a statue of a unicorn?
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Date: 2016-01-23 09:22 pm (UTC)The naked demon is startled! He crouches slightly, as though to hide himself behind the remains of the giant lizard, and stares at the stranger.
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Date: 2016-01-23 09:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-01-23 09:31 pm (UTC)He says something in a language that is as unfamiliar as the trees and the giant lizards.
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Date: 2016-01-23 09:42 pm (UTC)Conveniently, this causes him to be in the way of a sunbeam, with predictable consequences.
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Date: 2016-01-23 10:18 pm (UTC)Sparkly!
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Date: 2016-01-23 10:21 pm (UTC)So, what is this place? They should figure out a way to communicate. Hmm.
Is the demon interested in learning how to communicate? He tries to ask that using gestures relating to their mouths and ears and the distance between them.
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Date: 2016-01-23 10:50 pm (UTC)And then it occurs to him that communicating for the sake of communicating- hard. What would he even do? Ask for a grammar lesson? But the questions he wants to ask - where they are, what all these animals and plants are, where everyone else is, and also the demon's life story and biological details because yes - are kinda complicated to do with only gestures.
He can maybe point at things and ask their names in the demon's language? Let's start with the obvious thing: the unicorn. He points at it, and makes a questioning face.
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Date: 2016-01-23 11:09 pm (UTC)Point to Sadde, "Sadde," point to statue, "Tialle," point to self, shrug.
Point to statue, "Calaste," point to self, "Isavunion," point to Sadde...?
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Date: 2016-01-23 11:26 pm (UTC)His gaze totally accidentally slips to certain places on the demon's form. Or maybe all the places. Ahem.
He decides to ask whether the demon was the one who made the unicorn sculptures. Sadde's pretty sure he did, but asking might invite a story. Like why there are so many. So he points at the unicorn, then invents a gesture with his hands that he hopes looks like it means "sculpt," then points at the demon again, and does a questioning gesture.
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Date: 2016-01-23 11:57 pm (UTC)Does his gaze accidentally slip again? Yes, yes it does. That is a very attractive demon, and Sadde has not thought thoughts about attractive people in general in a few years.
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Date: 2016-01-24 12:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-01-24 12:13 am (UTC)He might have some idea. He puts the unicorn in a pocket - the one without the key - and asks a question, gesturing at the demon's body and then at his own, pulling on the neck of his shirt to demonstrate that he is in fact wearing one.
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Date: 2016-01-24 12:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-01-24 12:49 am (UTC)He puts his hand in the pocket with the key and presses it against his thigh until he has pierced the inside of his trousers with it. Then, with some not-totally-comfortable magic, absorbs the key into his body. Specifically, he embeds it in his thigh bone, because he really does not want to lose it. The whole process doesn't last much more than a second.
And now he's naked as well. Because Shrug. Smile. He folds his clothes neatly and drops them by his feet.
So, where were they? Ah, yes, talking about unicorns and statues and occasionally checking a demon out.
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Date: 2016-01-24 03:37 am (UTC)He sits down amid the remains of the lizard, picks out a bit of tasty lizard flesh and eats it, makes a gesture perhaps intended to indicate that Sadde may also have some lizard if he likes, and then starts separating flesh from bones and reshaping the bones into more little figurines. The lizard's ribcage becomes a lacy ivory mountain.
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Date: 2016-01-24 06:37 pm (UTC)He decides to just leave that for when he knows more words in common with the demon and instead just shakes his head a bit and says "Thank you, I'm fine," rubbing his stomach to indicate something to that effect.
He watches the lacy ivory mountain being made with interest.