[She catches the echo of concern. By now she knows it might not be hers, and it only flusters her more.]
Oh, they're hardly good instincts if I skewer someone by accident. I haven't done that yet though! [There may have been other incidents...sometimes spells work better than you wanted them to.]
Not really. I'm trying to read through everyone's profiles again, just in case we need to work together on something. You know. Get a feel for the team.
[He can read the one she's got open now if he likes.]
[ skewer him, it's fine. he'll take a seat on one of these ridiculous stools as requested, fins still bristling a bit but emotions evened over from his initial surprise.
it's to be expected. people have been a bit tense...
he doesn't voice any concern though, peering at her device screen. ]
Oh, Eunhyuk! Yes, we've met. [ his feelings are an open book: he regards the picture with the sort of polite friendliness of a recent acquaintance, neutral. ] Bit of an unflattering profile.
[No he must be protected at all costs. Especially when on tiny stools.
Rosamund straightens when a second voice appears in her head. His? No. Yes? Did he say something and she just missed seeing it?]
It really is! I found him perfectly charming. [Who wrote this stuff? They should have words.] If they're hoping for us to work together peacefully they shouldn't write such catty descriptions.
[Also going to test a little theory here...She clenches her jaw and projects as hard as she can.
[ the silly botw corgi legs make this a ridiculous image on top of everything else.
whatever he might say about poor eunhyuk evaporates because they are mindmelding. ]
Oh! [ he hadn't even deliberately thoughtshared with her before—these things simply slip out from time to time, when you aren't trying to restrain your brain otherwise. it's interesting, a voice directly in his mind.
though, immediately, he answers aloud: ] I WOULD MAKE SOME AMENDMENTS.
[ sometimes you just don't have much of an indoor voice?? but it isn't hard to respond to her properly—maybe because he doesn't make an effort to hold his thoughts and emotions back very much to begin with.
Like this? You'll have to tell me if it's working.
though when it's just his thoughts, divorced of feeling, there's something more restrained about them: more academic, gentler in its motions, like something written in a cursive hand.
though his speaking is as upbeat as ever. ]
Ah, you speak of magic—we do have that as well! But I'm told this is a side-effect of the "nanites." I am not so sure we can rely on it for long—though it is a resourceful use of something that might ail us, otherwise! I wouldn't have thought of it that way.
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It's all right! You've good instincts.
[ he frames it as a compliment, but there is a little thread of worry. no one is so ready to grab for a weapon unless they need to be. ]
I'm sorry for surprising you. Were you in the middle of something?
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Oh, they're hardly good instincts if I skewer someone by accident. I haven't done that yet though! [There may have been other incidents...sometimes spells work better than you wanted them to.]
Not really. I'm trying to read through everyone's profiles again, just in case we need to work together on something. You know. Get a feel for the team.
[He can read the one she's got open now if he likes.]
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it's to be expected. people have been a bit tense...
he doesn't voice any concern though, peering at her device screen. ]
Oh, Eunhyuk! Yes, we've met. [ his feelings are an open book: he regards the picture with the sort of polite friendliness of a recent acquaintance, neutral. ] Bit of an unflattering profile.
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Rosamund straightens when a second voice appears in her head. His? No. Yes? Did he say something and she just missed seeing it?]
It really is! I found him perfectly charming. [Who wrote this stuff? They should have words.] If they're hoping for us to work together peacefully they shouldn't write such catty descriptions.
[Also going to test a little theory here...She clenches her jaw and projects as hard as she can.
DO YOU LIKE YOUR OWN PROFILE?]
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whatever he might say about poor eunhyuk evaporates because they are mindmelding. ]
Oh! [ he hadn't even deliberately thoughtshared with her before—these things simply slip out from time to time, when you aren't trying to restrain your brain otherwise. it's interesting, a voice directly in his mind.
though, immediately, he answers aloud: ] I WOULD MAKE SOME AMENDMENTS.
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[oh my god you can't just yell your mindmeld answers out loud]
Just concentrate. My friends had spells that made this easier but we can use... Whatever this is to our advantage.
Try again, okay?
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Like this? You'll have to tell me if it's working.
though when it's just his thoughts, divorced of feeling, there's something more restrained about them: more academic, gentler in its motions, like something written in a cursive hand.
though his speaking is as upbeat as ever. ]
Ah, you speak of magic—we do have that as well! But I'm told this is a side-effect of the "nanites." I am not so sure we can rely on it for long—though it is a resourceful use of something that might ail us, otherwise! I wouldn't have thought of it that way.