[open] who will go down to those shady groves

[eternalmagic]

who: Anyone
what: General CR building
when: September, post-Dragosta
where: Miscellaneous
warnings: idk are the Taaco twins gonna be there



.I. Waterbending
[Barring a few unfortunate incidents (no offense meant), he was able to avoid most of the chaos that took over the city during the Dragosta festival. Not that he has anything against festivals. He participates in plenty back home, albeit usually for ritualistic reasons. This one just happened to outpace his willingness to assimilate -- primary reason being that if his soulmate is here, he'd rather not know about it.

In any case, he only retreats for as long as it takes all the fuss to die down (especially for those damn fairy lights to dissipate), and then it's back to regular scheduled programming of trying to get Riverview's damn elements to let him play.

The weather's still nice. And water tends to be the most reasonable element to negotiate with. So he's swimming. If that seems weird, then joke's on you, because it's starting to work.]


.II. All-nighters
[Aside from classes, errands and the odd venture into the city, Mordred can typically be found in just one place.

Gramarye has swallowed him. He had high hopes for the resources available within the magical research facility, and so far he hasn't been disappointed. The opportunity to venture beyond the wall for a more thorough pass has yet to present itself, and Mordred isn't so dismissive of Bryn as his guide that he's prepared to risk her extreme displeasure by simply strolling out there himself. What that means is, he has to rely almost solely on Gramarye for information, and he has thoroughly devoted himself to the task of absorbing it.

It's been a few days. And nights. Requiring significantly less sleep means that a) he gets more accomplished, and b) his roommate Draco basically has an entire apartment to himself, minus one corner cloaked in darkness and stars.

This evening (morning? afternoon?) Mordred is three stories up in the library, balancing on a ladder as he selects the books he wants to work through next. Every once in a while, he'll toss a book sideways, whereupon it spirals down and settles delicately on top of a stack accumulating at one corner of a large table below. There are a few plants gathered on the other end of the table, like specimens, preserved in bubbles of what looks like shimmering glass.]


.III. Cocktails
[Through the graciousness of Millennial Loki, Mordred has acquired VIP access at the club Trixie.

However, he hasn't actually used it yet.

He's been sort of systematically trying out all of the places in Riverview that serve alcohol, not because he is often in the mood for a drink, but should the mood strike, ostensibly it's best to know exactly where to go. Trixie has turned out to be one of those places, not just because he gets along with the owner, but because the bartender likes to experiment and Mordred is not opposed to judging the results.

He's there tonight, leaning on the bar, distractedly nursing something that is three different neon colors and has a name he didn't bother to hear before he started drinking it.]

Comments

[spellslots]

[He's kind of used to people looking mildly troubled by this information, so he doesn't think too much of Mordred's frown.]

I'm as mortal as the rest of you dipshits right now, but I thought the same thing when we started our journey and in Refuge, so you never know.

[eternalmagic]

Ah.

[That really wasn't helpful after all, but then again, he didn't have high hopes to begin with. It's a rare situation, obviously, but why wouldn't it be different? Taako's world is... almost nothing like his own, he's learning, so even if they'd been in exactly the same boat, he probably wouldn't have gotten anything useful out of it anyway.]

Well, lucky you.

[spellslots]

[That's a bit more of a unique response, and Taako can't help but raise an eyebrow]

Not the answer you were hoping for, pumpkin?

[eternalmagic]

[Whoops. Did that come out wrong? Mordred smiles a bit.]

I apologize for how that sounded. I mean it, Taako, you're lucky to have broken those cycles. [Where is the damn bartender.] I'm sure not everyone could manage it.

[spellslots]

[Luckily for Mordred, Taako doesn't quite care enough to really labor the point, so he accepts that response and moves on.]

We got lucky, in a lotta ways. If we hadn't ended up on Fearun it could've been a fucking rough decade. Like - gods, we went to this one planet that was just covered in giant mushrooms? Couldn't even go outside without breathing in spores.

[Magnus died that one, but it was a quiet death, one of the more peaceful deaths that Magnus has had.]

Jello town would've be rad though.

[eternalmagic]

[Great. Let's just move on.]

Your reality is inexplicable to me.

[This isn't strictly true, because he's seen some weird shit and he can appreciate that weird shit always occurs in weird ways, but Taako's experiences are considerably outside his frame of reference.]

How do you feel about being here now?

[spellslots]

You're not the only one, my dude.

[Even before the cycles came into play, a lot of people had trouble with the fact that Taako is an elf who a) says fuck and b) has a robot friend.]

But this place is like - whatever? It's a vacation, I guess, same as any year we landed somewhere chill, there's no way I'm gonna get suckered into staying so I'm not all up in arms like some dipshits here.

[eternalmagic]

[Yeah, that took some on-the-spot adjustment, obviously. Fortunately he is so adaptable.]

No plans to stick around, hm?

[spellslots]

[That just makes him laugh, because - god, this is what caused the whole mess with Eddie and Taako doesn't get why it isn't obvious, even if he can't blame someone like Mordred, who doesn't know him well.]

Lup's in Fearun.

[He would abandon everyone without a second of hesitation to get back to Lup, even if it means dying.]

[eternalmagic]

[...all right, Taako, you skipped past him a bit because he's pretty sure he threw a shadow beast at her here in Riverview the other day.]

I beg your pardon?

[spellslots]

[It takes him a second of confusion to realize the issue, but:]

Oh, yeah, I mean - she's here but it's not the right time, you know? And even she was from the exact same time as me it's like... [This bit is harder to explain, since it involves the whole lich and end of the world things that they've both got going on.] I know how shit's gonna go but I haven't lived it yet, so I gotta go back to do that.

[To free Lup from the umbra staff, if nothing else.]

[eternalmagic]

Hmm.

[That sounds... deeply unattractive, and Mordred cannot relate in the slightest (not all that shocking without a loved one to be at stake in the first place). But he can still at least appreciate where Taako is talking about, and it's certainly not his place to ask "why fucking bother".

No offense, Lup. He's still a fan.]

It can be difficult to do that, can't it? Have you tried yet?

[spellslots]

You can't like, force that shit, that was portal 101. I'm a fucking elf so it's not like I've got a time limit and it's gonna have to switch back around to the right spot eventually.

[Lup and Magnus (and even Lucretia) being here makes that easier; he'd be a lot more anxious to return home if he didn't have them. But regardless, there's nothing he can really do about it.]

[eternalmagic]

[He smiles slightly.] Sorry. I'm sure you're on top of the situation.

[spellslots]

It's cool, I mean, a lotta dipshits here get real worked up about the government being secretly evil or whatever, but the portal's outta their control.

[He and Clark spent a lot of time pouring over it, to little avail, but he feels confident in that assertion.]

[eternalmagic]

You'd think they'd find a certain degree of freedom in that.

[He certainly does. Who the hell knows whether his own problems can be influenced by a portal, but it hardly makes much of a difference if they can't. Just means he drops dead here instead of somewhere else.]

[spellslots]

Maybe it's a control freak thing, or maybe they just don't know how to look shit up on the internet.

[Taako paid zero attention to the initial video, but since then he's made the effort to familiarize himself with how the portal works, and he feels like a lot of the questions that get asked on the network are easily answered by like, a google search.]

[eternalmagic]

[Mordred prefers getting his hands (and eyes) dirty rather than check out the internet, although he is still less likely to ask a random person if he can help it.]

Maybe they're lonely.

[spellslots]

That's no excuse for being a paranoid dipshit.

[He's not a very nice person.]

What about you, planing to kick back here forever or are you gonna head home?

[eternalmagic]

[It's mildly endearing.]

Who knows? [He shrugs.] Always nice to have a change of scenery, but forever seems unlikely.

[spellslots]

Seems like we're in the minority, I know a few people who've decided to stick around, or are at least floating the idea.

[It seems baffling to him, for people who aren't dead in their own world, but this place is more interesting than Earth sounds, so maybe there's that.]

[eternalmagic]

[His Earth is plenty interesting; it's just that they could use some time apart, one way or the damn other.]

I can see the appeal, but vacations don't last forever and I've got things to do.

[spellslots]

And what kinda things would those be, pumpkin?

[Nine times out of ten, Taako is more than happy to talk about himself and only himself, but he's a little curious about Mordred, since he's not quite sure what the dude's whole deal is.]

[eternalmagic]

[Ffff, he'd much prefer Taako to steamroll the conversation, honestly. In fact, he tries to encourage it, especially so that he doesn't have to talk about himself. But...

Well, Riverview isn't the same as home, for a lot of reasons. And he really has no reason not to share some things, it's just a deeply ingrained habit to fly under the radar in certain ways. Taako has already offered up a lot about himself, willingly, some of which obviously hit a little close to home. So. With that in mind, Mordred leans on the counter and finally refills his drink with an impatient little roll of his fingers.]

I track down magic. Artifacts, relics, spells and the like. For research purposes, mostly [hah] but there are plenty of them out there that could do a lot of damage in the wrong hands. I do what I can to make that significantly more difficult.

[spellslots]

[Oh, well! That's an interesting sort of job ("job") and a few months ago Taako might've easily chatted about how he was doing the exact same thing, back in Fearun, but his work with the Bureau is a little more fraught now, with things the way they are with Lucretia.]

You're a real superhero. [He's being a bit of a shit, but not maliciously.] So what's the coolest thing you've found. Don't think too hard about it just go.