Who: Astralin and you! Where: Meadowlands, on his new farm. What: Astralin needs help setting up his new farm, anyone is welcome to help out. Warnings: None.
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[Ven knew he was being watched, but today, he didn't care. He was a little less concerned with people seeing his nature magic than he was about his telepathy, anyway. Not that he was going to be forcing himself into anyone's minds unless he had to.
All the same, he looks up at the stranger as the other man approaches, graciously accepting the apple. It's beautiful, he can whole heartedly admit.]
That you aren't. [Ven offers his free hand, still grasping the apple in his other.] Name's Ven. I just got here not too long ago. Is this your farm?
[The man takes care of his fruit, and he is a farmer by nature, so he sincerely hopes this stranger will like it. He seems... Interesting, to say the least, but he can't quite put his finger on it. For now, he reaches out and shakes his hand with a light, and soft smile.]
I will have to see these powers once more. When it calls for it, of course. I am fascinated by those that can revive, and preserve plants, such as myself.
[Ven's powers seem to top his own for reviving, however. Even he had trouble doing what he did, when it came to their natural death.]
Ah, another chosen. So I take it that you have a parchment as well?
[He pauses to nod.]
Quite right. Welcome to my humble farm, Ven. My name is Astralin.
Of course. I'd hate to let my powers go to waste, if needed. [Especially if it meant helping to keep the people like them and the locals from starving.]
I'd be glad to be of assistance with your farm, anytime you require.
[As for the question about the parchment, he nods. At least he's somewhat used to being labelled a criminal, given the human kingdom had labelled him one years ago.]
Thank you for the welcome, Astralin. It's a very well done farm, if I might add. [His people taught humans farming techniques many, many years ago, so it's neat to see those techniques weren't just unique to his world.]
I would greatly appreciate any help I can get, Ven. Especially with a power like yours... It would truly help people to not starve in this world. And while... I am not particularly fond of being accused of a crime I did not commit, it is not the citizens of Expiation's fault. I would not want them, or any of the Chosen to starve.
[You know, he doesn't. Do well with compliments, and his cheeks actually light up crimson for a moment. His finger scratching at his head sheepishly, while the other coughs into his hand. It was a bit embarrassing, to receive those sort of compliments, but he wasn't going to turn it down.]
Thank you... I try my best. But ah... Out of curiosity, are you not human as well?
[His powers were definitely different from what he figured a human would do. And to show solidarity that he wasn't human as well, he brushes back some of his hair, to reveal his pointy, but visible ears.]
No, I agree wholeheartedly. Those Chosen or otherwise don't deserve to starve. It seems the locals are more than kind with sharing their resources. I'm glad to see I'm not the only one that cares to give back in some sort of way.
[It's refreshing, to see other likeminded people. So far, these "criminals" have all been such good people. While he himself is guilty, he likes to think he's guilty for doing the right thing.
As for the nonhuman question, Ven finds it interesting for sure to see Astralin's pointed ears. While he's been careful about sharing his own powers, he doesn't want to be rude and hide it when Astralin is sharing his so openly.
But Ven's is a big more drastic. It's all glimmer that makes him look so human, but when he lets that magic drop, his skin starts to turn green. His features turn more sharp, including his ears, but the most significant change is his hair. Fern-like leaves replaced his dirty-blonde locks. Through the fern-like leaves were clusters of small, white flowers. Anyone with a sharp eye for plant identification would recognize it quickly for what it is: hemlock.]
[Astralin has no shame in admitting he wasn't human -- no one was after him, and trying to take his powers in this world and all. Still, he knows that admitting such things may prove to be difficult for other people, so he's pleasantly surprised to see Ven drop his facade, even if it's momentary. Eyes catching that transformation, and silently noting his new features.
Hemlock indeed.
Astralin doesn't make a changing expression, and in fact, the man leaves a ghost of a smile behind. His eyes giving Ven a once over, but not much more than that. If he was masquerading as a human, then he certainly had some reasons he didn't want to reveal his form. So he didn't want him to stay like that for too long, even if it was interesting.]
How fascinating... A beautiful form, really. Our tyrant stealing other's powers would enjoy stealing your form, I must say.
But ah... Is there a reason you're masquerading as a human?
Tyrant? [This is the first Ven's heard of a tyrant. Is it something from Astralin's world or happening here? If it's his home, then... It leaves Ven unsettled that it's another person with powers, being hunted. Why is this a trend across so many worlds? It bothers him, deeply.
But given he's in a safe space, with someone of equal talent, he doesn't summon the magic back, allowing his natural self out for the time being.]
It's...complicated. Habit, mostly? Since I was a child, my people have been hunted by humanity. It's easier to stay alive if we blend in. We only show our true selves in the safety of our homes. Our safe cities. I know now this place isn't like my kingdom, that I wouldn't be hunted, but it's seemed easier just to continue to blend in, to not set myself apart too much, lest I frighten someone. [Or draw too much attention to himself. Given his telepathy, he really trying to keep a low profile, and keep that power to himself. Just in case.]
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All the same, he looks up at the stranger as the other man approaches, graciously accepting the apple. It's beautiful, he can whole heartedly admit.]
That you aren't. [Ven offers his free hand, still grasping the apple in his other.] Name's Ven. I just got here not too long ago. Is this your farm?
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I will have to see these powers once more. When it calls for it, of course. I am fascinated by those that can revive, and preserve plants, such as myself.
[Ven's powers seem to top his own for reviving, however. Even he had trouble doing what he did, when it came to their natural death.]
Ah, another chosen. So I take it that you have a parchment as well?
[He pauses to nod.]
Quite right. Welcome to my humble farm, Ven. My name is Astralin.
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I'd be glad to be of assistance with your farm, anytime you require.
[As for the question about the parchment, he nods. At least he's somewhat used to being labelled a criminal, given the human kingdom had labelled him one years ago.]
Thank you for the welcome, Astralin. It's a very well done farm, if I might add. [His people taught humans farming techniques many, many years ago, so it's neat to see those techniques weren't just unique to his world.]
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[You know, he doesn't. Do well with compliments, and his cheeks actually light up crimson for a moment. His finger scratching at his head sheepishly, while the other coughs into his hand. It was a bit embarrassing, to receive those sort of compliments, but he wasn't going to turn it down.]
Thank you... I try my best. But ah... Out of curiosity, are you not human as well?
[His powers were definitely different from what he figured a human would do. And to show solidarity that he wasn't human as well, he brushes back some of his hair, to reveal his pointy, but visible ears.]
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[It's refreshing, to see other likeminded people. So far, these "criminals" have all been such good people. While he himself is guilty, he likes to think he's guilty for doing the right thing.
As for the nonhuman question, Ven finds it interesting for sure to see Astralin's pointed ears. While he's been careful about sharing his own powers, he doesn't want to be rude and hide it when Astralin is sharing his so openly.
But Ven's is a big more drastic. It's all glimmer that makes him look so human, but when he lets that magic drop, his skin starts to turn green. His features turn more sharp, including his ears, but the most significant change is his hair. Fern-like leaves replaced his dirty-blonde locks. Through the fern-like leaves were clusters of small, white flowers. Anyone with a sharp eye for plant identification would recognize it quickly for what it is: hemlock.]
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Hemlock indeed.
Astralin doesn't make a changing expression, and in fact, the man leaves a ghost of a smile behind. His eyes giving Ven a once over, but not much more than that. If he was masquerading as a human, then he certainly had some reasons he didn't want to reveal his form. So he didn't want him to stay like that for too long, even if it was interesting.]
How fascinating... A beautiful form, really. Our tyrant stealing other's powers would enjoy stealing your form, I must say.
But ah... Is there a reason you're masquerading as a human?
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But given he's in a safe space, with someone of equal talent, he doesn't summon the magic back, allowing his natural self out for the time being.]
It's...complicated. Habit, mostly? Since I was a child, my people have been hunted by humanity. It's easier to stay alive if we blend in. We only show our true selves in the safety of our homes. Our safe cities. I know now this place isn't like my kingdom, that I wouldn't be hunted, but it's seemed easier just to continue to blend in, to not set myself apart too much, lest I frighten someone. [Or draw too much attention to himself. Given his telepathy, he really trying to keep a low profile, and keep that power to himself. Just in case.]