above the noise.

[youngbelts.livejournal.com]

[well, after a good cleanup, he's in the main room and on a couch with a warm blanket over his head and shoulders. yeah, normal replicas don't throw around small balls of lightning, but he's not very normal.]

There's no sky here. Kind of makes living difficult.

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[torpid.livejournal.com]

I miss my city café view.

[youngbelts.livejournal.com]

--café?

[head tilt.]

[torpid.livejournal.com]

It's like a tiny little place for lunch or coffee, usually.

You've never been to one?

[youngbelts.livejournal.com]

I've... never heard of one.

[looks down with a small blush.]

It sounds like the upper patio back home.

[torpid.livejournal.com]

[smiles. how cute.]

I didn't have anything too extravagant like that back home, but the Café was really nice. It was on the corner of the street, so you got to see a lot of the crazy people walking around in the city when you sit down at the booths.

I usually came in at night, and that's when the real weirdos came out.

[youngbelts.livejournal.com]

[picks his head up a little jkfslafsa oh my god it's a Riku blush blush blushfest.]

S-So you can... watch people from it and--did you just stay there or...

[torpid.livejournal.com]

I played the piano for everyone. It was a well paying job, they couldn't find people good enough that didn't demand more than what they offered.

But I'm just a poor kid with a poor living space, so it was all I really needed.

[... he has a thing for headpatting Replikus, so here Atmos, have a hair ruffle.]

[youngbelts.livejournal.com]

[closes an eye at the headpat. he's far too used to them, and he's smiling a little shyly.]

--piano... that's like a harpsichord, right?

[proudmage.livejournal.com]

[the lightning's what attracts her over, really. she's only seen shamans tossing lightning around.]

Difficult how?

[youngbelts.livejournal.com]

Can't make too many storms inside.

[small frown.]

[proudmage.livejournal.com]

Why not? I've seen druids call storms indoors.

[takes a seat nearby.]

[youngbelts.livejournal.com]

[blink.]

... it's not very nice for other people, though. Because they could get struck by lightning. And I can't just make a storm inside from scratch.

Uh, at least, not yet.

[proudmage.livejournal.com]

I'm sure you could find an empty room large enough. What do you need to make them?

[youngbelts.livejournal.com]

I just need to release energy. Maybe meditate or... something.

[proudmage.livejournal.com]

[nods.]

It wouldn't be good hold it all in. That wreaks havoc on one's abilities.

[youngbelts.livejournal.com]

Yeah. And I could die.

[small sigh.]

[proudmage.livejournal.com]

Ah, that definitely wouldn't be good.

[leans forward, resting her elbows on her knees with her head propped on her hands.]

Is there any way I can help? Granted, my magics are focused on fire, frost, and the arcane, but if there's anything I can do...

[youngbelts.livejournal.com]

[pauses, looking at her curiously.]

You're kind of like my friend Sora... his focus is on fire and metal.

--do you know... how to scry?

[proudmage.livejournal.com]

Really? The Sora of my world was trained in the ways of the Light.

Scry? I don't believe so, no.

[youngbelts.livejournal.com]

Fire is light, in a way.

[small frown, and he sighs.]

... I'm supposed to learn how to.

[proudmage.livejournal.com]

It's very different in my world. The Light is a faith, its followers are priests and paladins. Sora was a powerful paladin when he was alive.

I wouldn't be surprised if someone here knows how to.

[youngbelts.livejournal.com]

[ducks his head a little, looking at her curiously.]

... when he was alive?

Really? I can't picture him as anything other than Sir Clumsy the Third.

[proudmage.livejournal.com]

He... was killed a few years ago.

He was very good at being a paladin. Strong, kind, and just. Despite his age, he managed to get very high in command.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*hey it's the element specialist*

There's some huge empty rooms, if space is what you're looking for.

[youngbelts.livejournal.com]

[hmmm he's actually thinking about it.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

I know there's a garden, and there's the pool, which may or may not still look like a beach. And AmiYumi and I found a kind of waterpark the other day when we were exploring.

*spends alot of time hunting for a way out*

[youngbelts.livejournal.com]

... well, gardens aren't really good if you're doing storms, 'cause they get out of control sometimes.

--a waterpark? What's that?

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Eh, didn't anyone tell you? You can't destroy anything here. If you break anything, the DR automatically fixes itself.

And a waterpark is... well, like a really big pool? But there's waterslides and jets and a lazy river kind of thing. It's fun.

[youngbelts.livejournal.com]

... even the flowers?

[oh, this one's never had any fun, so he's just giving a blank stare.]

--fun?

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I'm pretty sure if the plants don't just come back, they grow back. I know walls and furniture get fixed almost instantly.

*little frown at you*

... you know, having fun? Playing? Enjoying yourself?

[youngbelts.livejournal.com]

[small shake of his head, looking oblivious.]

I don't do that.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*okay he's grabbing you by the wrist now and tugging you along to the waterpark room*

Yeah, well you will now. How can you not ever have any fun?

[youngbelts.livejournal.com]

[fjkl;ds stumbles.]

--it's not allowed! Mages over the age of fourteen are put to work.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

Well even if you work, you should have some downtime. And this isn't where you're from. So, you get to play!

*dragging dragging you through the hallways*

[memory-nobody.livejournal.com]

...I miss the sky too.

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

Uh-huh. It's hard to fly!