January Catch-All [Semi-Open]

[frogiturgy]

Who: Perell frogiturgy and you!
What: A wizard shows up in Trench and tries to get settled
When: Throughout January
Where: Throughout Trench

Content Warnings: references to recent body theft, near drowning, and a depressed Wizard.

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[frogiturgy]

Quite a bit.

[Perell nodded sagely, torn between his own complex feelings on the matter. There was hurt and bitterness there... born from affections that ran deep.]

I know the man who created it. He's a pompous ass-- but, don't tell Vyng and the others that I said this-- he really was a brilliant craftsman.

[eudaimonikos]

Oh, yeah? I just sort of assumed that was a...thing they had, back in your world. Lucky it washed up here with them, I guess.

[Man. He really barely got to bring anything with him.]

'Course, the whole house is something from the dream. It was just sort of there when I got here. All the furniture and everything.

[frogiturgy]

Definitely lucky. It didn't look like they had it the last time I saw them in our world.

[Which wasn't long ago for him-- but, he had been separated from them for weeks, and he had no idea what had happened in the interim. Given his own trials, and what he knew was kept inside that tent, he could only assume the worst.]

It's not common at all back home. Not for the last several decades, at least. That's part of the price everyone paid after the Exodus.

[A shrug. He was trying to act nonchalant, but it was clear that he was trying too hard to seem casual about it. This was a touchy subject.]

[eudaimonikos]

...right.

[Michael's not always the most socially aware, but he's picking up on these vibes. And yeah, now he's curious about this Exodus - most of what he knows about Vyng's world is just about Vyng's personal past. But maybe he just shouldn't ask.]

Well! Were you looking for anything else here? I know the market pretty well - honestly, they should really be more willing to bargain with new Sleepers, they all know how it is.

[frogiturgy]

[One of these days, Perell would discuss it. For that moment, the recollection of decades spent sealed in a box with only his conscious and his magic-- not even his body or his senses at his disposal-- was still a touch too raw.

He was already feeling vulnerable. That level of vulnerability was too much.]

Some people just like to take advantage of the newbies. [Perell shrugged.] Besides the basics, like clothes and getting my bearings, I think we're good.

...Is there anything you wanted me to bring back to the house?

[It was only polite to ask!]

[eudaimonikos]

I can do clothes. That's what I do - I can make a lot of things, actually, but you can't have a store where people just request anything.

[Well, you probably could, but there's other Architects who can do the same. It seemed better to specialize and become known for one thing.]

But no, no. I'm not really the guy to ask about groceries. [All he buys is raw meat in bulk, and he'll get that himself!]

[frogiturgy]

You probably could, if you've got the right hook. The problem would be people trying to take advantage of that.

[Which was where boundaries were helpful-- something everyone needed to learn at some point in their lives.

He did, however, chuckle.]

... Do I look like someone who spends a lot of time in the kitchen? Cooking is fun to try, but it's never been a specialty. But, you don't need to know how to cook to cut a loaf of bread.

[eudaimonikos]

Oh, I just meant because I don't eat. I mean, I can - I'm not opposed to it. But I don't really do it for myself.

[Like, if we institute a weekly housemate dinner or something, he's there! But non-socially? Nah, there's no point.]

The only thing I really keep track of is Eleanor's food, and I keep that in a separate meat freezer.

[frogiturgy]

[So. Not a Wizard. Perell quickly re-evaluated his original assessment, and briefly wondered if Michael was somehow a being akin to the likes of the single Succubus he had the dubious pleasure of meeting. It hadn't been an affair on his part, but an observation of a dramatic falling out between Allison and Tuck. From that incident, Perell had learned two things:

1) Don't fuck with denizens of the Outer Dark-- the plane beyond the mortal realms, where demons and the like dwelled.

2) Under no circumstances is it ever a good idea to break the heart of Tachoma Dhaume.]

I see... [He drawled, pondering what this meant.] That sounds very efficient. There must be plenty of people who envy that.

But, your Eleanor must have quite the appetite if you have a freezer dedicated to her needs. That's impressive.

[eudaimonikos]

It does come in handy.

[Shrug! Michael doesn't think about it most of the time; it's just a fact of his life. But there's been times when resources were scarce, and then...yeah, it can be useful.]

Well, she's very large. And the hunting's nowhere near as good around here as it was in the dream. Can't really eat the Beasts.

sorry for the delay!

[frogiturgy]

No, it doesn't sound like that's a thing at all.

[He was nodding, though. This all made sense on a rational level.]

Well, then. Thanks, Michael. For helping me back there.

np!

[eudaimonikos]

Oh, sure, no problem. People here have a lot of funny ideas about fashion - you gotta go to the right places to get something good.

[Like, not even (solely) shilling for himself! The drab vs. looking halfway decent divide is kinda stark around here.]