vatheon | Monthly Mingle Log

Is it that time of the month already?

...No, today is not the start of shark week.

The Station Master's taken precautions to make this month's mingle party nice and laid back, after that rather magnetic week. Today, locals are all over the Plaza starting to put up the decorations for this strange holiday known as "Christmas", and they're more than happy to cheerfully rope any foreigner who doesn't look too busy into helping them.

The food tables are back, albeit with more drink than food. Hot chocolate, ~~gluhwein~~ mulled wine, a huge bowl of fruit punch, you name it, it's there. Foodwise, there's snowflake shaped crackers with cheese and meats, shrimp cocktails, cups filled with green or red jelly, and plenty of cookies to go around.

Near the food tables are the two usual booths, one belonging to the Welcoming Committee, armed with all the information a newbie would want to know, and the other belonging to the Host Club, manned by all the male eyecandy you could ever need. Have they done something special for their booths this festive season? Better sashay their way and find out!

Walking around all the tables and booths is what looks to be a giant lobster(???) in a Santa suit handing out candy to anyone and everyone nearby. It seems the locals don't understand that it's "Santa Claus", not "Sandy Claws."

Finally, it looks like there's been a new addition to the plaza. Was that ice skating rink over there last night?? It certainly fits the theme, and the locals don't seem to be surprised. They'll even help you lace up those skates and take them for a spin. Bundle up and try not to fall too much!

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[ She doesn't know and she doesn't like it!

Sharply changing course, she practically trips over her feet to try to flee the blob, too.

It's not going to work, is it? ]

[Being lifted by the back of her shirt probably doesn't count, does it?]

Ehhh, let go!

[ Her feet aren't on the ground anymore courtesy of that darn blobby thing and she doesn't like it at all.

So she does the first thing that comes to mind-- yup, sure is a girl trying to prana burn the mercury familiar. She's blown up countless jewels on accident and at least one magical artifact deliberately this way, it's worth a shot.

And it's probably going to do absolutely nothing. ]

[O-oh. Oh wow. That attempt is so... it's so sad. How are you so sad, Rin?]

You're being too forceful. Calm down and focus it more smoothly.

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[ She narrows her eyes at him.

She stops kicking and trying to squirm free-- if he wanted her to focus, she could focus. It was the pride of the Tohsaka on the line now, his clear confidence that she couldn't do anything was more motivating than anything else.

She could make it flow, expanding her reserves and guiding her power into the mercury like a flood. ]

[The blob isn't damaged enough to really count for anything, but it's progress! She blows a dent in it! It just so happens that it un-dents itself.]

Well, that's better.

[He does sound satisfied and approving, in a teacherly way.]

Now, what have you learnt of truth spells?

[ Well, the effort to escape didn't work, huh?

She dangles there, eyeing him. Maybe he'll come close enough and she can kick him. ]

It's a powerful form of a curse that compels a person to be honest, no matter what. Don't you think you can just use one on me, it's not that simple a situation!

What point would that serve? We both know who you are. No, you're going to use one on me.

[A bold move, but she's six and he's impatient. He isn't worried about the little girl asking the wrong questions, and it will solve this running away problem right quick.]

Do you need me to show you how, or do you already know?

You're trying to trick me.

[ Though, suspicion aside, she hasn't learned how yet. ]

[He has patience. He has patience. He has patience. Yes.]

Don't be daft. If I were trying to trick you, I'd offer to do the spell on myself. The spell is [MAGECRAFT MECHANICS, AHOY.]

[ Those are sure mechanics. The following exchange is both technical and not at all that interesting, but she soaks the impromptu lesson up like a sponge. ]

[So much for "I'll not give you an ounce of personal instruction," he thinks dryly. But, that's not important right now, and he's pleased with how quickly she processes what he's saying.]

Now, try it.

[ There's a moment of silence as she focuses, and she carefully enunciates each word of the full incantation.

And what do you know?

She actually cast it. ]

[He can feel her prana attempting to invade, and he does nothing to stop the connection whatsoever. It's a success, and better still, it's one they both can tell worked.

He is so clever.]

Good work.

Of course it was.

[ At least he never has to worry about her self-esteem becoming an issue. She's kind of surprised she managed it, honestly, but she's not going to say that. ]

So who are you really?

[He's of the opinion she was born with self-esteem problems; too much of it for one person, specifically.]

Waver Velvet El-Melloi II. Tohsaka Rin's legal guardian at Clocktower, London, in the year 2006. Next question?

[ Looking doubtful would be foolish, but she can hardly help it. ]

Hmm... how cute am I when I grow up?

You're annoying.

[He didn't even hesitate. Not one bit.]

What? That's not a thing you should say so carelessly! You must not know me at all.

[ Huff. ]

Why are you so rude?

I know you much better than I'd like, young miss, and I'm rude because I'm a bitter old codger what has to deal with uppity teenagers who cause mass damage to persons, property, and sanity --such as yourself-- all day.

[HUFF HUFF.]

That reason sucks! It really does!

[ HUFF again for good measure. ] What do you want? I don't need a guardian.

You're a child. I'd be an absolute ar-- [right, small children, no cussing. Damn.] --ly awful person if I just left you to fend for yourself in some strange city with all manner of odd strangers about, even if you weren't already my responsibility.

[HE HAS PERSONAL ETHICS.]

But why?

[ This is what every adult dreads when dealing with a child. Unfortunately, it has finally come to pass.

The whys have truly come. ]

There's nothing about me that's your responsibility anyway.

[Oh Christ, not the whys.]

Because it's a rubbish thing to do and unlike most magi, I have personal standards.

[...He didn't really mean to... admit all of that...]

But why? That doesn't say a thing about this situation and you know it. You've got to have something you get out of it, too.

[ She's a good little magus, she knows everyone's got a real angle. ]

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