Got love for the people that have warned you

[itookashot]

WHO: Jesper Fahey and you!
WHAT: Catch-all for November, featuring inn renovations!
WHERE: Cadens, Nocwich, Horizon
WHEN: Throughout November
WARNINGS: NSFW for threads within





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[itookashot]

Jesper's noticed the cheery person doing that and finds it amusing; the Doctor is someone he's seen around and chatted with, at least in a generalized kind of way. Jesper knows literally every single Summoned in Cadens, he has a detailed book about all of them, part thirst, part detail. He keeps an eye on them, he doesn't want another Goro on his hands, but this chap is definitely not that four-armed bastard, so it isn't a concern.

It's rearranging furniture but that's in part because they're revarnishing and cleaning up, repainting, just making everything look brand new. Jesper is fixing the wood himself and it may not be obvious on the outside what he's doing, how he slides his fingers along the backs and legs and they just seem to smooth over. He turns it around to take a look and then offers it up to him.

"You can arrange to your heart's content, mate, although Mags is no doubt going to just do it to her own liking when we're all done." The owner of the inn has been around talking to people and offering food and drinks, but she seems anxious about the process, mostly because they're doing it for her and she's used to doing things for other people.

[thedreamer]

"I know the sort. She'll know best, of course!" She seems to be a good one, truly, given what she's done for people here and what she continues to do. He would wish to do more for her in return, but that's a mission for another day.

He smiles softly at the other man and then looks curiously at the wood when it's offered to him. Since he distinctly remembers it being marked up and scratched before, it's absolutely fascinating to him.

"Oh, that's clever! And useful. Seamless," he runs his fingers over the wood, marveling at how smooth it is. "Is that magic you've gained here or something you've always been able to do?"

[itookashot]

"She's not used to receiving the type of gifts she hands out, so this has been a lot for her. We'd all have had a much worse time adjusting to this place, if the inn hadn't been offered." When the Summoned first arrived all that time ago they really had no place to go to, but Mags and Sam made that deal early on and she's become Summoned central since. She even lets people settle in before they can start paying for their room, a good person indeed. Completely redoing the inn for free is the least they can do.

"Inborn talent. We're called Grisha, people born in my world with abilities. Feared and not liked for it, naturally." It's the kind of tale a lot of people are used to from their own worlds too. The reaction others have to those who are born different or with power. Jesper actually isn't that bitter about it, he's quite understanding about fear. It doesn't mean he's going to allow that to batter him down, no, but he isn't angry either.

"Except to my mother's people, the Zemeni, we're called zowa, blessed." So it's not as if the entire world was united on this. Jesper was lucky to be raised in a better community for his kind. "I can manipulate matter, I use it a lot for carpentry, creating jewelry and clothes, telekinesis. It's fun." He flashes the Doctor a smile. "I did get some Singularity powers here too, they're also fun."

[thedreamer]

"And you've been excellent coordinating the revamp, as it were. I'm sure she's grateful," the Doctor smiles easily. "More of a rejuvenation, really, with how you're fixing up the place quite literally."

It's one thing to dust, sweep, mop, do a deep clean, move heavy furniture. But to actually take worn wood and make it look new again, that's another gift altogether. It breathes new life into the place, making it shine.

"Naturally, unfortunately. The way of the universe, in my experience. But we do what we can, when and where we can, to change minds, get people looking at things from a different perspective. Kinder, one hopes. When they learn. If they learn."

He appreciates that learning now, about the other man's world and people. "Blessed seems the most accurate word for it. A gift," he smiles back at Jesper. "What other powers? This isn't all completely new to me anymore, being here a bit now, but it's still new new...ish. Care to share? Show and tell?"

[itookashot]

"She gave me a home for a year and a half now, I'd build her an entire new inn for that." In a lot of ways he is doing that, not from the ground up, but from the inside out. After this it'll look brand new and that's the point, to make it shine the way it should. Soon everyone will wish they could live there, but it's the Summoned inn, so only they can. And in exchange he'll shower Mags with all the gifts in the world.

"Nah, I've got no interest in changing minds. Too dangerous back home. People would as soon as sell me to the army or to be burned alive if they caught me. Some things you just accept about life. It's better here." He probably sounds far too nonchalant about how potential death or conscription awaits him, but that's because Jesper is used to it and also he's quite dangerous on his own. He can fight if he has to, and he would. For now he knows he's safe in a merchant's house back home and he's safe in this inn here. Could be a lot worse.

"I probably should tell you, I could make trouble." He laughs. "Super speed, which is very useful, super hearing, which is absolutely terrible, super agility, which is fun, and I can tell when people are lying. No idea how or why it happens, one day you can just do it."

[thedreamer]

He doesn't like the sound of people would sell me to the army or burn me alive very much at all, and that's reflected in the way his eyes briefly darken, his smile waning for a moment. "Very glad you're safer here." Complicated as their circumstances are in some respects. He makes a mental note to ask him about his world in a moment; a trip to take for later, if he ever needs to, depending on what happens to all of them here.

He's heartened, though, by the reminder of Mag and all that she's done for him and others. More people like her existing both here and elsewhere throughout the universe, and they'd all be doing alright. But that's never how it's ever been, and the Doctor has seen the best and the worst in others. Sometimes they change their minds, sometimes they don't for a variety of reasons, but he'll never stop hoping or trying, in any case. He hasn't yet, in all this time. But that's what he does, the life he chose, and that's vastly different from that of the one the younger man before him leads. That it's better here, at least, is encouraging for as long as he's here.

"Now you're talking," the Doctor huffs out a brief laugh now himself, which devolves to a slightly mischievous smirk. "Trouble, chaos, bit of danger — we're old friends. The sort of trouble you're describing, though — can you turn it off or regulate it? The hearing, particularly. Suddenly you're privy to all manner of conversation, the hot goss being shared, to borrow the vernacular of the kids these days."