(open with some closed) I don't ask why they call on me

[blackeyedprince]

Who: Kell Maresh and OTA
When: July and August
Where: Thorne, Nocwich, Horizon, Nott
What: Kell shenanigans, rifts sightings, plight of an aspiring author
Warnings: marked on threads as needed


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[blackeyedprince]

"And I shouldn't let myself be caught sleeping. Let's consider ourselves even then."

Not that he shouldn't sleep, he shouldn't get caught doing it. The difference might be small, but it's not insignificant. Now that he's more or less awake Kell starts to notice more details. The man is clearly not a native Abraxan, and there's something vaguely familiar in the way he speaks and behaves.

"But you are one of the newly Summoned, am I right?"

He's such a people's person that the man might have been here for months and Kell wouldn't have noticed. Still, it's a better conversation starter than "I'm sorry you almost got attacked by my poisonous smoke that I barely control in my sleep." He's more annoyed than sorry. Another dubious gift from Singularity. When he's not breaking things, or murdering plants with his touch, he unconsciously threatens to strangle people. How wonderful...

can you forgive me for the lateness of this reply? why are bodies

[iustise]

John offers the other man a somewhat sheepish smile.

"Not at all," he allows. "I have already had the misfortune of being swallowed by darkness as another among our number lost their handle on their own abilities. I suppose you might say I have a talent for bringing such things upon myself."

Removing his hat, he offers the younger man a slight bow.

"Lord John Grey, a pleasure to make your acquaintance, sir," he introduces himself. "I arrived in Thorne several months ago but I fear with all that had just come to pass, with the kidnappings, my own arrival comparatively did not make much of an impression."

i am the latest of late, master of the glacial pace, of course i do. i hope body behaves from now

[blackeyedprince]

That sounds dangerously like someone he knows. Both on the count of darkness as ability and of, if not more, lost control of his skill. Kell wouldn't be surprised if this was indeed Wilhelm that the man had encountered.

"It does happen sometimes unfortunately. The Singularity tends to give us new skills whether we like it or not. Maybe your talent is a Singularity gift too."

He's only partially joking. Kell likes to think the reason for some of his new abilities is in fact the Abraxan origin of magic. He fiercely detests the other option. Still, as much as he hates to admit, at least one of his makes more sense to be a gift from the gods.

So we're doing titles now? Alright.

"Aven Kell Maresh, and the pleasure is mine" he replies with light bow of his own. Kell rarely ever introduces himself with his last name, even less often with title. He's no more blessed (or cursed) here than anyone else from among the Summonned, so the title is pretty much meaningless anyway.

"It would be hard to compete with with a continent-wide treason plot. I'd argue though that maybe it's better not to."

Given how the whole affair ended for the people behind it? Yes, that kind of impression is not exatly one you should make with your entrance.

"And how are you finding Thorne, sir?"

fingers crossed!!

[iustise]

Lord John lets out the huff of a laugh at Kell's joke, before inclining his head in response to his introduction. Though he is admittedly a little confused by it. How should he address him, then? Aven? Aven Kell? It is not a name or title he has ever heard before, but then again, that is rather par for the course, here in this strange place.

"I would agree," John replies, with a crooked smile. "I have been told that such excitement is a rarity even here, but then I have little to gauge these things off of."

How is he finding Thorne? It is a loaded question and one he takes a moment to consider before he replies.

"It has been a difficult adjustment, I think," he says, with a self-conscious shrug. "Magic... Is a thing of fairy-tale, where I am from. To find myself in such a place, amongst people who have lived with it their whole lives. I am not used to being so out of my depths. I scarcely know where to begin."

[blackeyedprince]

"It is, fortunately, uncommon," Kell confirms with a nod. "I'd prefer for all of us to never have anything similar to compare it too. Having to do without tea and a proper bath for three weeks was deeply unpleasant."

That's his way of confirming he was one those taken. They might have been healed, but the horrors of the experience still linger, and Kell doesn't like to be reminded of them. So of course, he'd make light of it.

With a flick of his wrist he calls a small gust of air to lift the shop's menu from under the counter, directs to gently fall on top.

"I know a place where it was nigh non-existent, but my home is full of it. Though it's very different from the one here. If I were to start from nothing, I'd have picked a type that helps with what I'm already interested in."