| The Usual Fare (Continuation) | ||
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| Summary: Nothing beats a Meet and Greet at the Usual hangout spot. Who: Calwa, Chiffon, Nathan Xeos, Romana, SilverSight When: February 25th, 2020 Where: The Usual Restaurant     |
Romana is settled at a table with a large book in German. "I haven't noticed much panic here. I think people here are used to certain things." Silver Sight suddenly pops into existence in the Usual! He blows up at his horn and trots to the bar. Chiffon gets himself into the Usual with a brisk trot and a swish to his tail, scanning tables and seats. He gives a brisk wave of his paw to faces familiar or otherwise and then sits in front of a board menu with a squint. Hm. Another follows along behind Chiffon, in turn. Much like Chiffon, only smaller in size and build, this one seems more cautious but is altogether happy with sitting beside Chiffon to examine the menu, too. "I don't have my reading glasses, so I'm glad they have it on something larger." "For the most part. But it might happen." Nathan says, getting his order, or as close as the bartender can manage. He takes a swig and shakes his head . "Whooo. Well, close enough. Mm." Romana glances up as...a menagerie of aliens enter. She offers them a smile, and then the waitress delivers a dark brown soda that is not QUITE the same color as coke. Silver Sight is not an alien. He's just a simple pony. Now those human thingies. THOSE are weird. This simple pony orders himself a hard ice tea for now. Chiffon flicks an ear over towards the pair conversant and manages a non-threatening smile to friends-in-making looking his way. "It's a bit... calmer in here than last time. Sort of a nice change of pace." The smaller Sanuye is given a feline bunt in greeting and he returns to his consideration. "Whacha in the mood for?" Calwa is taken off-guard by the bump while distracted with dining ideas. He splays his ears before leaning in to give a press of the side of his face against Chiffon's neck. "M-maybe just something to drink? Could maybe have it put in a bowl. O-or with a, a straw?" A straw he can manage fine. He's so modest, though. He could probably eat something. Nathan Xeos finishes off whatever he ordered rather quickly. Of course, he's not ordering another. One's enough. "All we need now is that red and white ferret thing with too many teeth." "It's not nice," Romana says, glancing down at her robot dog, then over at the felines, "To call a person a thing." Silver Sight raises a hoof, "That is correct. I am not a 'thing'. I am an abstract concept of someone's imagination of no physical substance." Chiffon grins. "I like the cut of his jib. I get what you mean though." He picks out something smooth to drink and the most stretchingy-cheese pizza for order there is, for himself, but pours over a few more... feasible options with his companion. "Name is Chiffon though. Is the ferret frequent?" Do you get frequent ferret miles? The companion alongside Chiffon seems withdrawn, completely absorbed in looking things over, to really notice the conversation just yet. He shakes his head with a wobble of his stiff mane. "Maybe...Fried Curry Bites? I thought a curry was a thick spicy stew, b-back in Wutai. Wh-" Calwa's attention is finally turned away from menu things to look where Chiffon is talking. "...ferrets?" "I say thing because..." Nathan makes some weird gesture with his hands. "I have no idea if their a cat, ferret or anglerfish. It's less a term of offense and more a term of I have no idea what their supposed to be." And he's seen some weird creatures in his time. Maybe it's best Lucy isn't here. Silver Sight thinks on that for a moment, "Red and white cat-like thing with too many teeth? Oh, Lucy the Kiv-wacky-an? Wears a red hat?" "We are at a nexus of strange and fantastical things... and that's not even talking about the food!" Which reminds him--yes, to put in those curry bites and move himself, and hopefully the smaller liondoggo to somewhere more comfortable and seat-like. "You can always ask," Chiffon replies helpfully. "... and if someone gets an attitude about it, well, you've learned something vital as well. We're Sanuye." Helpful thing, if a bit verbose. "They are not from your planet, and thus are unlikely to follow the laws of its biology," Romana points out. "Kivwakian sounds right." "We're San-" begins Calwa at nearly the exact instant Chiffon says as much, but then stops himself. Where he sits, angled as he is, this leaves the smaller of the two fire-tipped-tailed critters peering out at most of the restaurant and its goers (mostly) from behind the larger. "...where are we going to sit?" Eyes shift from the bar to the tables and then to booths. Silver Sight gets his lemonade delivered! He levitates it up with magic to sip from the glass. Chiffon makes things simple, by going to the place that can obviously accommodate critters of formidable size. The bar! And close conversation proximity to Silver Sight too. "Planet?" He asks over Calwa's shoulder. Never one to let go of a curiosity. "That's the one. And I've seen plenty of things not from my planet, some of them are recognizable." Most of them however cause madness in those whom behold them. "Outside my home universe, however, different rules, different folks," Nathan says. Following Chiffon and pausing near the bar, a stool would be quite difficult to fully sit on, at least for Calwa, but he can at least put his forepaws on a stool seat to lift up and have a bit of a look around. Maybe find somebody to ask for the order. Even from his home planet, being in a place like this would be odd and get many looks. His kind aren't very numerous. "Yeah...this place is very... D,different from Gaia. From what I've seen." Silver Sight drinks and licks his lips, "Compared to my original homeland, different is a very good thing. Still annoyed that I can't get back to Neo Tokyo, but here's.. alright." "That's a matter of research for... uh...." Chiffon glances up and around as food goes down on tables. Fresh smell, bits of steam, and Sanuye-friendly dishes. Chiff picks up a slice of pizza and the cheese just straaaands. "Getting home. Homes. No breakthroughs yet that I've seen, but we're still getting settled." The transition from one place to another can be rough. For some, the move to Twisted is a lot more harsh than others. Little fried breaded balls with ooey gooey hot and spicy chicken curry inside is one thing, but the stretching cheese from Chiffon's pizza is way too distracting. Tipping his ears back with the smallest biting of his lip in thought, Calwa leans over to grab a single strand of cheese to give it a tug to one side. It still stretches on?! Nathan Xeos hms. "Getting from here to anywhere else is certainly one for the ages. On one hand, portals here and there make it rather easy, on the other, it's impossible to get anywhere that isn't directly connected. Getting back to NT would be nice though. Means I'd be one step closer anyway." Romana nods to Nathan. "Precisely. Even, I suspect, the basic laws of physics can vary." Of course, everything seems to work together here. Silver Sight wonders if he's briefly defying the laws of physics whenever he picks up his drink with magic.. Chiffon tilts his slice back quizzically, making the strand longer. Now he's got a Calwa on the intermediary but that doesn't stop him from snarfing a bit like he's fighting crime in the 90s. "And.. mrp.. considering how chaotic things can get, I'm not sure connecting is the best solution." A glance is given to glowydrink. "... that, I wish I could do. Can you float things, Calwa?" A forepaw is lifted to snag that cheese-string with a single claw, Calwa trying to fight with it until it eventually just snaps. The tension release causes it to rubberband and stick to his face, though. "Erp. Uh, wha- Me? Float things?" What was the conversation again? "No, I ca- I can't do anyth-thing like that. Some disciplines might let you learn to do that, b-based on old Materia properties, but...it's not one that I've studied..." "There's more than just physics too, but I imagine that's rather obvious." Nathan's not telekinetic, but he can be with the right foci. "I guess it depends on how much the otherside might leak through. As much as I want to get back to Agartha, I do not trust portals from my home. Too easy for something unpleasant to get through if it linked to the wrong place." Silver Sight gives a look over to Nathan for that one, "I wouldn't be surprised if a number of people here would be quite capable of handling your unpleasant things if it did show up. I'm not suggesting that you or they are weak, just that with enough of the local hero types together ready at the portal entrance..." Cooling helps the cheese in... behaving, too. Or at least getting manageable. Once there's a sufficient tangle of mozz. "Oop, yeah, I wouldn't call myself a hero but I'm definitely on the look out for anything 'unpleasant' if it decides to show up." Chiffon gives a little nod, and a little snuff to Calwa's spicy dish. "... 's what we call learning experiences. Never quite the 'drink like I had thumbs' sort though, hnf." He laughs good naturedly and leans back as positioning allows. Calwa is quiet, really, but at least getting past the playful distraction of cheese (and taking a moment to clean the random snack-back string from his face with a forepaw and a paw-grooming afterward) allows him to listen in on the conversation details at hand. He hears words that he's not familiar with, but he makes mental notes of any interest anyway. "Depends," the Time Lord notes, "On what you consider to be physics." Finishing her soda, she stands. "But I need to go." Because, well, she came here to read, and that's certainly not happening with *this* crowd. Book is picked up carefully, and the blonde heads for the door. Nathan crosses his arms. "Right, then here's a question. How many of you are immortal and are immune to the soul destroying effects of eldritch corruption? If that sounds like a high bar, it's because it is. We accidentally link to my Tokyo, all it takes is a few of the infected wandering through and Mabase is infested with Filth, an infestation that will only get worse the longer the portal is open. That's not something I want happening. It's nigh impossible to get rid of." Silver Sight rubs a hoof under his chin and nods slowly as the question and results are given, "Alright, yeah, that sounds completely unacceptable. You never want to mess with abominations of the eldritch kinds. That leads to life-draining entropy magic and insanity." Chiffon legitimately thinks on this for a moment. "Not... immortal. Can find strange solutions to impossible problems. But, that isn't a matter of making it through a scrape. And also why we seem to be agreed against opening portals willy-nilly." He grins over at Calwa. "Strange solutions are often the best ones. I'm going to hustle around back real quick.. lemme know if you want to put anything else in for you." "Immortal? That's only a comparison to mortality, which is an odd notion to be fussy over if we're debating the nature of physics on different plan...ets..." Calwa realizes that he has suddenly involved himself more than he realized, at least in his reply, and his voice trails to silence. Embarrassed, he turns his attention to his food. "If you can come back after death or can't die in the first place. You can philosophize and argue rule semantics till you're blue in the face, but the filth infected go right for the kill, no ifs, ands, or buts. If they don't kill you, they infect you. There's really no wiggle room." Nathan says, shaking his head. "Here's hoping whoever, if anyone or anything is in charge of portals can screen for that kind of thing." Silver Sight ponderponders, "Well I only know one person who knows portaly magic, but he's not here to my knowledge." Without Chiffon around, Calwa feels a bit vulnerable. He's also conscious of this clinginess and it makes him sigh. "Death isn't always the end, but...I guess it matters how you die, or why. So..." That's odd territory to get into, but it is what it is. He knows nothing about portals or world-hopping, though. Silver Sight notices the unease of the lionwolftigerthing and reaches with a hoof to give a poke at the shoulder, "Are you alright? You seem a bit jumpy." "Where I'm from, dead is dead, unless you can come back. Not a common ability, but one that exists nonetheless." Nathan rolls his shoulders. "All that said, no one has to worry about it for now, since it hasn't happened." He sighs, trying to shake off a bit of tiredness. "If it does, I expect to be the one through the wringer." Calwa perks a pointed ear and turns to look at the pony with a soft expression of worry. "Hm? Oh, sorry." He has been through a lot since his arrival and hasn't fully recovered. Calwa forces a small smile. "I'll be okay." With a lick over the upper lip to the corner of his mouth, the thin-built quadruped glances over toward Nathan. "Where I'm from, there are ways to revive those whom have recently passed before they return to the Lifestream, but they often require special, um..." What's the best word for it? "Foci or, uh, re- reagents where discipline alone falls short. No guarantee one could find such items here, wherever h,here is." For one that knows so much about the world where he's from, Calwa suffers from a distinct deficiency in local knowledge for both Mabase and the other 'crossroads' from before. Nathan Xeos yawns. "And that would work on people from your world..." He sighs and rubs his face. "Oh, damn it. Well, I guess my traipsing around earlier had to come back and bite me eventually. I need to get some sleep. You lot have fun with... Whatever quadrupeds do in the city." He says heading off to the door. Chiff sneaks back to a conspicuously somber Calwa and gives him a paw-bump. "Not sure if I prefer the philosophy or the fireworks! But I see I've come back to a bit of a heavy topic. Heh. That is sort of one of the grails of blue magic. Trouble is it involves, uh... some rather drastic measures to even attain." Chiffon shrugs and picks up right where he left off with food. "Line of work I have, I always figured I"d be cashing in early anyway. But now I've got to worry about all um..." Glance. "Sticking around." Glanceglance. "Goodnight!" Silver Sight chuckles softly and nods to the bigger feline hybrid creature, "I know how you feel. Life expectancy on my homeworld wasn't terribly high and I'm honestly surprised that I survived as long as I did." He does grumble a little though, "Though then those 'normal' Equestrians forced me to give up smoking because it was 'bad for my health'. Tch. Any given combat would have finished me off long before ill effects would have occurred." Whatever quadrupeds do in the city? "...the same as everybody else?" Calwa knits his brow, but this interrupted by Chiffon. The big Sanuye gets a quick nuzzling under the chin before food can be reengaged, although space is granted to allow pizza to be consumed once more. Calwa has finished his drink, due in part to spicy curry balls, but has yet to finish the food itself. A few 'bites' remain. "Well, one thing we all seem to have in common: being in this strange place sure has changed living expectancy." Careful wording. "I've seen Bipeds rummaging through the trash, so... who even knows what's normal around here?" Chiff laughs and wags a paw. "Live hard, die free, enjoy the ride down. Well, back to wherever this one's Gaia is. I'm sure mine won't miss me." He shrugs and stretches out. "... 've never thought about smoking. One of those things that seems like thumbs-or-floaties." Silver Sight seems to agree with everything, "I will admit that I never thought about my future before in my homeworld. Mostly just trying to survive day to day. Then I ended up in Neo Tokyo and actually had time to calm down and.. think about the possibilities." He finishes off his drink, "But now I'm here and have to re-think things again." He looks over to Chiff, "What's wrong with rummaging through trash? You can find some neat stuff in the dumpsters people just throw away." "I was in Neo Tokyo before." Calwa pauses. "...not that long ago..." he adds under his breath, then looks away with a squeeze of the eyes. He still hasn't been able to discuss matters since his arrival. It takes a moment to push those thoughts away, but then he's back to joining the group present once more. Not having much to say about dumpster diving, Calwa listens in and looks to Chiffon to see what response there is to be had. There's something about the way he looks at Chiff... "It's a bit of a luxury, living without a care! But I admit I miss it less than I thought I would." Chiffon sighs dramatically and tilts his head back at Calwa, though he might not catch the Look. "It's just a stereotype from some bipeds here and there. Salvage is fine and all, but I draw the line at, like, trash can burgers." Silver Sight shakes his head, "Oh I don't eat what's thrown away.." Anymore.. "Just finding stuff that could be repaired or broken down and salvaged. My favorite spots are typically behind any tech stores. They'll happily throw away whole computes just because they apparently don't know how to fix a simple short." That actually makes Calwa laugh a bit, which is probably a welcome sound to hear. "I just...ha ha. Imagining you with an old burger, green fumes rising from it, and a couple flies buzzing about that fall out of the air dead when they breathe them." It's such a silly thing. "Not the most wholesome, no. Have to keep your body whole in order to better stay attuned with the planet." Well. In practice. When applicable? Chiffon grins a bit back at Calwa. "An amusing image. But I've always been dangerously good at finding ways to scrape up a few gil." Which, whether this is more dignified than scavenging or not, is well and up for debate. "I wonder how much of that is just people getting overwhelmed with the... weirdness of this place." Chiffon chintaps and smiles a bit. "... if attuning with the planet is like attuning with monsters, it sounds a bit scary. So it's probably not at all that." Silver Sight and Chiffon clearly understand each other. Also he smiles softly, "By the way, I'm Silver Sight. It's always good to have friends in places." Calwa probably stands far apart from Chiffon in terms of general style and personality while Chiffon and Silver Sight seem to share enough kinds of wisdom to allow for some great bonding points. This at least earns an appreciative expression from the smaller Sanuye. Meeting those that are like-minded is great, especially in a strange place. With shared histories in Neo Tokyo previously, one might almost consider it a mystery to have not met before, but that also shows the scope of how many are getting displaced and moved between realities. "I'm...k,kahlua," says Calwa. "This is my b- Th-this is Chiffon." Chiffon wiggletoes. "I can't tinker much with these. But it's important to know the value of things." Which seems like an appropriate time to put a wet lick on Calwa's cheek. "I'm Chiffon! And I'm always happy to have another friend. That means you get the both of us." Pause for effect. Well, if the silly thing won't finish it, he will. "He's my boyfriend. And he's still getting used to it." A-wink. "Honestly, this is one of the few nights we haven't gotten in trouble, but if you need someone in a pinch, we won't hesitate." Ah, anyway. "A real pleasure, Silver Sight. If you don't mind a good prattle now and then, we'll do well." Silver Sight gives a nod and smile once he gets to meet the both of them properly, "It's good to meet the two of you as well. I can understand the lack of ability to do some things without hands, but I at least get to cheat with my unicorn magic." One of his ears twitches at the boyfriend comment, but it doesn't seem to bother him any at least, "Talking can be quite fun. Sharing information is good for friendly relations." "Well, Chiffon does most of the talking. He can talk enough for the two of us," comments Calwa while looking somewhat bashful about the 'finished' introduction. He flattens his ears and kind of looks off to the side for the moment. There are times when Calwa just seems to clam up, so it's good to have somebody around that's able to be more outgoing and social and...brave. Chiffon puffs up proudly, but does note, "I don't mind talking for the two of us! You have a lot better things to say, but... no rush." He's barely managed to get him to put on this kind of public appearance! "Oh, yeah. I mean. We do a bit of intel sharing too, for all that. Everyone warns against mixing friendship and business, but.. that seems like a great way to end up with no friends available." He sticks his tongue out. "Unicorn, huh? We should compare notes sometime, although you probably have far more in common with him than me in that regard..." Silver Sight hmms, "Never heard of issues with mixing priorities like that. Being friends with a business partner is a good way to get discounts and special inventory options." He notices the time and hmms, "However, sadly, I should be getting off to bed. The library won't defend or straighten itself up overnight." He gives a bow of the head to the feline buddies, "It's been quite well meeting new friends. You can often find me at the library if you ever need to chat." It might be hard to tell from his more tribal appearance in comparison to the blue mage Chiffon, but Calwa is a bit of a scholar on matters Gaian. "I'd like to visit the library. I'll have to learn some directions there." Seems there's something to incite interest in the quiet one. To Chiffon, "He's a librarian. Get him to push a book cart into you; you might learn the filing system," he jokes. "Ahaha. Despite what it seems, learning through osmosis only works for certain subjects." Chiffon gives a proud tail lash, and dips his head. He also gets the rest of his pizza to go. "Ooh, yeah, I'd love to come by sometime. Kahlua here would be exceptionally good around books and other such things..." He shakes his head and raises a paw. "Best we be on too. Have a good night, though!" Silver Sight nods to both and approves of the joke from the shy one and then proceeds to pop out of existance in a brief flash of light. Teleport for the win! Don't care if it's a 'cheap tactic', it works. Calwa blinks. "Wait, wha- He disappeared." Calwa hurriedly takes to Chiffon's side, brushing against, with a wide-eyed expression. Chiffon leans back and laughs, shaking his head. "Magic... we'll get a good feel for it all sooner or later. You wanna head back? Disappear the old fashioned way." "The tried and true works for me. At least it isn't, uh, out through a window or something," Calwa muses. | |
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