[ ... Oh huh. That's actually a pretty fun use for the lettuce. the man follows suit. He was going to continue the argument by habit until that came and- oh yeah, the Pandora's Fox thing the other day. ]
Basically nothing but what I've seen on the network or on that matchmaking game the other day. It's something they can do with Legends or Myths and produces some metaphysical connection between them. But I don't know any of the real details on it - didn't ask the Fox when I was coming here and I was only became it existed a month or two into being here, because it just didn't come up much.
I had to make a sticky note for a bunch of these haha
[ Cale weighs the possible pros and cons. The cons currently outweigh the pros.
But he can't help but be curious. ]
I am willing to try it.
[ The 'with you' goes unsaid. Lex should know him well enough by now despite the short time they've actually known each other. If Cale thinks about it it's strange that he gets along so well with this guy already.
[ The man says, as his first response as he's working out this lettuce taco. It's said without thinking, just sort of humming it before taking his bite. ]
[ But then, as he's chewing, Lex processes more what's being said while being unsaid there. They've really only talked a handful of times so far. He's seen him around the camp and such back during the Amrita stuff, but they haven't really hung out or anything. It's not a deeply interpersonal relationship or anything just yet, just... talking.
But he's been listening to the guy and opted into his own sense of familiarity very quickly with him as well. The very fact he does understand that really is... something he recognizes himself and doesn't like. It wasn't like Lex was technically closest to Cale or anything. He'd outed more of himself to that Gojo guy (even if he's gone), freely said some deep things to Betsy and on that drunken night to that other woman. Hell, even Mitsuko was in his body.
... Being connected like that instinctually makes him feel like the telepathic connections Betsy could do. Those are scary. ]
[ ...He puts down the empty teacup and grabs a can of beer.
If both Lex and his ancient powers are all going to laugh, Cale decides he needs some alcohol even if it's nowhere near enough to get him the least bit tipsy.
[ Oh fine though, if the man won't argue back... Lex swallows and, while opening his own beer, ]
To be honest, I've not given it a lot of thought. Not sure if it's just the one person, what it fully entails - you've got some clout with locals, it's entirely possible you've learned more, yeah?
Just that Familiar bonds are considered to be the most important ritual here by the spirits. It forms a psychic bond between a Familiar and a Myth or Legend which can manifest in various ways?
I've been looking for information on if these bonds can be broken later on, but apparently that's a taboo thing to discuss.
[ He sighs. ]
With such an emphasis on the significance of these bonds there must be an important purpose to them beyond what's obvious.
And how they're formed? Is it a matter of the spoon trick and willing it, or is it something else, centered in the Roles themselves?
[ As Lex says this, he's actually reaching into his back pocket to reach for his own Spoon. After all, if they're going to talk about this, then he's got something he might as well show Cale. Reveal one little secret. ]
[ He pulls the spoon out, thumbing it between his fingers on his left hand a moment before looking over at Cale. He's not actually done this yet, but when it forced, he did learn the information of how and the basic mechanics of it intuitively.
So he asks the relatively absurd question- ]
Will you accept my invitation to go somewhere with me? Just for a spell.
And then as he opens them again, both her and Cale and - he hopes - the table they were touching (he sees no reason this shouldn't be the case, he could take his own gear into here before even if it couldn't remain when he wasn't here) into his Safe Space.
The room is on the small side. Basically it's a living room with the sort of furniture one might expect in a middle class American household in the early 2000s. There's a faint sea breeze coming in from a window of the room which is lightly ajar and faces out into a view of a beach overlooking the Gulf of Mexico. A sea breeze comes in from it, for all the sounds and smells that implies. ... And heat, really.
Naturally, that view is just that, a view - it isn't actually there. The only things real here are them and maybe by implication anything they brought into this relatively small room. And, of course, the door which they can leave out of.
As usual, Lex feels the inherent relaxation of this space wash over him. Honestly, it's more than he would like to show other people normally, the way his shoulders un-tense, the way that his body language doesn't hint at his willingness to spring at any moment. Even so- ]
[ It takes a second for Cale to process what just happened, and another to register what he's seeing. It's shocking enough that he hasn't yet let go of Lex's hand. ]
This is—
[ — Aww! Is this a date? — Kehehe! Our kid is on a date? — Should we fuck this guy up? — Guys... Be quiet...
At his ancient powers' teasing Cale quickly recovers from his shock and retracts his hand. He looks away from Lex and analyzes his surroundings in more detail.
Technology Cale, Kim Rok Soo, remembers from when he was small. A style he remembers seeing in American television dramas. Scenery out the window that seems familiar but he doesn't recognize.
It can't be anything else but some version of Earth. ]
[ Ugh, Lex sort of hates the exuberance he feels right now. This space is so relaxing it makes him light up a little bit more and laugh some as he's shown off the display before him, even if he was doing so for purely practical purposes. Or well, he would hate it if he could feel that self-loathing, but within this space, free from emotional trauma in addition to physical, he can't quite bring himself there emotionally.
He waves the hand holding the spoon around the room. ]
I wished on the spoon trick with the water for a more secure place a while back in my travels. I ended up able to conjure up this space, even if the Lore absolutely cheated me on that one. This space kicks me out if I linger in here more than about twelve hours and nothing I leave in here can remain when I leave.
[ Comfortable, he thinks, letting the atmosphere wash over him.
Logically Cale knows it is some kind of illusion. Just a skin decorating a spatial dimension. It is real-but-not. It shouldn't feel this... nice? And he knows it shouldn't. Knows he should probably be scared that he feels safe here, because safe isn't something Cale can feel so easily. So obviously his feelings are being manipulated somehow. But—
There's no war. No Hunters. No worlds calling for his help.
It makes Cale feel light in a way he can't identify, easing some tension in his body and leaving him pleasantly relaxed. ]
...pretty nice, for a dimension in a spoon. How much did it cost you?
[ In Cale's defense, this Safe Space is designed for Lex. He might feel some of it by proxy, but he isn't the designed target of the dimension's peace. Lex hums a little as he stands, letting go of Cale's hand to walk towards the door.
After all, he did just intend to demonstrate it, not linger here. Even if, as always, he sort of wants to. ]
So these spoon tricks can get pretty esoteric. I've got this, some other guy I met made a tree which grows pastries.
[ This would be a pretty good place for a nap, but not as good as home. Even if he bought a spoon dimension of his own, it would be lacking in the three most important things.
Cale follows Lex to the door, feeling an odd mixture of both eager and reluctant to leave. ]
A tree that grows pastries?
[ Cale preemptively ignores the Glutton's begging. ]
Hahaha you've got me beat I don't know most these dishes that well myself
Basically nothing but what I've seen on the network or on that matchmaking game the other day. It's something they can do with Legends or Myths and produces some metaphysical connection between them. But I don't know any of the real details on it - didn't ask the Fox when I was coming here and I was only became it existed a month or two into being here, because it just didn't come up much.
I had to make a sticky note for a bunch of these haha
[ Cale weighs the possible pros and cons. The cons currently outweigh the pros.
But he can't help but be curious. ]
I am willing to try it.
[ The 'with you' goes unsaid. Lex should know him well enough by now despite the short time they've actually known each other. If Cale thinks about it it's strange that he gets along so well with this guy already.
Cale chooses not to think about it. ]
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[ The man says, as his first response as he's working out this lettuce taco. It's said without thinking, just sort of humming it before taking his bite. ]
2/3 I like these combo tags too much
But he's been listening to the guy and opted into his own sense of familiarity very quickly with him as well. The very fact he does understand that really is... something he recognizes himself and doesn't like. It wasn't like Lex was technically closest to Cale or anything. He'd outed more of himself to that Gojo guy (even if he's gone), freely said some deep things to Betsy and on that drunken night to that other woman. Hell, even Mitsuko was in his body.
... Being connected like that instinctually makes him feel like the telepathic connections Betsy could do. Those are scary. ]
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-Insofar as proposals go, I've actually had better ones directed at me.
[ He said, with a smirk. Because of course as he took the spare few seconds to process things he opted to deflect off to some comedy. ]
they're great!! 1/2
And yet still no fabled booty calls.
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Wait.
Knowing this guy— ]
Shut up.
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[ Arching his brows and his eyes turning bright pink. ]
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(warm water because he forgot to finish preparing it)tea. ]no subject
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If both Lex and his ancient powers are all going to laugh, Cale decides he needs some alcohol even if it's nowhere near enough to get him the least bit tipsy.
Now he can blame any flushing on the alcohol. ]
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To be honest, I've not given it a lot of thought. Not sure if it's just the one person, what it fully entails - you've got some clout with locals, it's entirely possible you've learned more, yeah?
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I've been looking for information on if these bonds can be broken later on, but apparently that's a taboo thing to discuss.
[ He sighs. ]
With such an emphasis on the significance of these bonds there must be an important purpose to them beyond what's obvious.
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[ As Lex says this, he's actually reaching into his back pocket to reach for his own Spoon. After all, if they're going to talk about this, then he's got something he might as well show Cale. Reveal one little secret. ]
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[ He frowns slightly. ]
What are you doing?
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So he asks the relatively absurd question- ]
Will you accept my invitation to go somewhere with me? Just for a spell.
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Then he sighs and shrugs, consciously deciding to trust Lex. ]
...Sure? Why not.
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Alright then, take my hand here.
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as if he were a Kadabrawith his left hand. ]no subject
Cale arches an eyebrow at him but, again, decides to go along with whatever bullshit Lex is pulling and takes his hand. ]
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And then as he opens them again, both her and Cale and - he hopes - the table they were touching (he sees no reason this shouldn't be the case, he could take his own gear into here before even if it couldn't remain when he wasn't here) into his Safe Space.
The room is on the small side. Basically it's a living room with the sort of furniture one might expect in a middle class American household in the early 2000s. There's a faint sea breeze coming in from a window of the room which is lightly ajar and faces out into a view of a beach overlooking the Gulf of Mexico. A sea breeze comes in from it, for all the sounds and smells that implies. ... And heat, really.
Naturally, that view is just that, a view - it isn't actually there. The only things real here are them and maybe by implication anything they brought into this relatively small room. And, of course, the door which they can leave out of.
As usual, Lex feels the inherent relaxation of this space wash over him. Honestly, it's more than he would like to show other people normally, the way his shoulders un-tense, the way that his body language doesn't hint at his willingness to spring at any moment. Even so- ]
Tadah.
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This is—
[ — Aww! Is this a date?
— Kehehe! Our kid is on a date?
— Should we fuck this guy up?
— Guys... Be quiet...
At his ancient powers' teasing Cale quickly recovers from his shock and retracts his hand. He looks away from Lex and analyzes his surroundings in more detail.
Technology Cale, Kim Rok Soo, remembers from when he was small. A style he remembers seeing in American television dramas. Scenery out the window that seems familiar but he doesn't recognize.
It can't be anything else but some version of Earth. ]
...A pocket dimension?
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[ Ugh, Lex sort of hates the exuberance he feels right now. This space is so relaxing it makes him light up a little bit more and laugh some as he's shown off the display before him, even if he was doing so for purely practical purposes. Or well, he would hate it if he could feel that self-loathing, but within this space, free from emotional trauma in addition to physical, he can't quite bring himself there emotionally.
He waves the hand holding the spoon around the room. ]
I wished on the spoon trick with the water for a more secure place a while back in my travels. I ended up able to conjure up this space, even if the Lore absolutely cheated me on that one. This space kicks me out if I linger in here more than about twelve hours and nothing I leave in here can remain when I leave.
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[ Comfortable, he thinks, letting the atmosphere wash over him.
Logically Cale knows it is some kind of illusion. Just a skin decorating a spatial dimension. It is real-but-not. It shouldn't feel this... nice? And he knows it shouldn't. Knows he should probably be scared that he feels safe here, because safe isn't something Cale can feel so easily. So obviously his feelings are being manipulated somehow. But—
There's no war. No Hunters. No worlds calling for his help.
It makes Cale feel light in a way he can't identify, easing some tension in his body and leaving him pleasantly relaxed. ]
...pretty nice, for a dimension in a spoon. How much did it cost you?
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[ In Cale's defense, this Safe Space is designed for Lex. He might feel some of it by proxy, but he isn't the designed target of the dimension's peace. Lex hums a little as he stands, letting go of Cale's hand to walk towards the door.
After all, he did just intend to demonstrate it, not linger here. Even if, as always, he sort of wants to. ]
So these spoon tricks can get pretty esoteric. I've got this, some other guy I met made a tree which grows pastries.
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[ This would be a pretty good place for a nap, but not as good as home. Even if he bought a spoon dimension of his own, it would be lacking in the three most important things.
Cale follows Lex to the door, feeling an odd mixture of both eager and reluctant to leave. ]
A tree that grows pastries?
[ Cale preemptively ignores the Glutton's begging. ]
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tired of my 2 relevant cat icons rn lol
It ok we know he cat
the cattest of cats
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