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[censoredpilot]

[See, happy as  censoredpilot  is to dick about with engine bits all day, he can't go and let himself get soft even if he doesn't see much (read as: any) fighting nowadays. Which is what finds Cid in the training room.
Though with his spear against the wall instead of in his hands and a large portion of floor cleared, it probably looks more like he's performing a gymnastics routine than anything really fighting related.

There's a method to his madness though: all those jumps and hand springs aren't just for his health. Though that may assume his chain smoking didn't indicate his blatant disregard for his health.]


[ patchworksniper is getting some sun in the Destiny Islands. Without a shirt or his coat he's giving a nice view of the extra metal on him. 'Course sand isn't real good for his mechanical arm, but the sound of him caring is apparently 'zzz.']


[datafreeze is in the library, trying to surreptitiously poke through the filthy harlequin  'romance' section without being seen there. Unfortunately for her, Vexen's attempts to be stealthy probably draw more attention to her than if she tried to be nonchalant about it.
This, however, will not stop her from denying this till the heat death of the universe if caught.]


[ gameofpretend  is busying himself examining a room that bears a very distinct resemblance to an M. C. Escher artwork. Said examining currently involves rolling marbles down stairs and watching the room say 'fuck you' to gravity but Luxord is putting some serious consideration in to seeing if the same thing happens with a person.]


[Meanwhile, justalittlesick  is on a nice hallway stroll. With his more obviously identifying features hidden and a squealing boar piglet under his arm. Whether Even's about business or pleasure today chances are, it's going to suck to be piggy later.]

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[seasides]

[there's someone coming up the hall now, and if Luxord doesn't speak up, that person will be peeking into the room curiously.]

[gameofpretend]

[Well Luxord doesn't really consider Kai a threat even if light would probably do horrible, horrible things to him, so he probably won't speak up.
He is however going to throw a handful of marbles at the centre of the room. Which causes them most of them to fall in different directions but two of them are just going to stick there in mid-air.]

[seasides]

...how odd.

[he's staring at the marbles stuck in mid-air, eyes a little wide.]

[gameofpretend]

The miracles of multi-directional gravity.

[seasides]

...what would happen if a person jumped in there, d'you think?

[gameofpretend]

You'd fall sideways. Unless you jumped more than two metres out, then you would likely fall upwards.

It's quite the rabbit hole.

[seasides]

Certainly looks like it.

[he looks tempted to step inside, honestly.]

[gameofpretend]

[He somewhat considered throwing Kai to see what happens, but you know what? He's mad, he's got no qualms with taking a swan dive here just to see where it leads.

Luxord jumps for the upwards fall, the early part of the jump drifting to the left in accordance with the local gravity before he starts falling up.He neatly lands on the upside-down pathway on his hands and holds the hand stand after to show off appreciate the perspective change.]

[seasides]

Whoa.

[Kai looks pretty damn amazed at all that! he's definitely staring, though he's looking at where Luxord could have fallen, too.]

[gameofpretend]

[On one side he might have landed on his arse, on the other his fall might have gone L-shaped. Hang on, he's just got to right himself so he may be properly upside-down the right way up. After all, walking on ones hands is hardly civilised.]

Not especially comfortable on the inner-ear I imagine.

[seasides]

Probably not.

[if the way Luxord phrased that seemed at all odd to Kai, he's not showing it. he is looking really tempted to just step inside.]

[gameofpretend]

Now all we need is a white rabbit for Alice.

[Since princesses and princes of heart are totally interchangeable or something, he doesn't know, it might easily easily been the cobwebs that said that before he could filter it.]

[seasides]

I've got a rabbit, but he's not white, and he definitely wouldn't appreciate being tossed in here, I think.

[time to step in further!]

[gameofpretend]

[Kai'll feel the gravity pulling to the left where a twisting stairway starts.]

Perhaps a ghoul rabbit could be better suited, with a waistcoat and all.

[seasides]

A ghoul rabbit?

[he's resisting the urge to comment on the "better suited" and "waistcoat" bit there, and just walks along with the change in gravity.]

[gameofpretend]

[But that was the joke.]

Feed anything mortal a small amount of vampire blood and it will partially take on some of the abilities of the vampire without most of the drawbacks.

[See there's no Camarilla or hell any other vampires of his sort that might rouse on him (read: stake and decapitate) for not upholding the masquerade so he's not giving any fucks.]

[seasides]

Interesting.

[he'd better keep Apricot away from Luxord then, because god knows that rabbit will eat or drink anything, including blood.]

[gameofpretend]

[It's mostly a joke, since he lacks the capacity to communicate with animals any animal ghouls he creates are incredible limited in use. Making human ghouls vastly preferable.]

It's also entirely temporary.

[seasides]

That sounds pretty handy.

[not that he'd ever want to try it out. also sounds pretty dangerous!]

[gameofpretend]

[Oh Kai has no idea just how much.
It's more addictive than any drug, forces loyalty to the provider of the blood, causes the possibility of triggering violent frenzies, and in the case of Luxord's blood in particular, drives you completely mad.]

For a lot of people it's a much better deal than taking on Cain's curse.

[Luxord's just going to casually stroll to the edge of the bridge he's standing on and walk up the wall (or more accurately, path) adjacent.]

[seasides]

Cain's curse?

[good thing he doesn't know all that! he'd get a lot more worried about talking to him.]

[gameofpretend]

He is said to be the first.
In the early days of the world there were these two brothers asked to make a sacrifice to their god. One offered his crops, the other offered his animals.

They fought over who's sacrifice was better, and the brother who offered crops 'offered' his brother as well, thus becoming the first murderer.

In punishment for inventing murder, Cain was said to be cursed by god. He was offered means for forgiveness for his crime, and each offer he rejected added a curse to his punishment.

After a few thousand years of loneliness, being unable to die, and a lot of other things largely unrelated to this particular tale, he happens upon the first city and creates four companions. Who in turn create thirteen of their own that almost all modern vampires are descended from today.

They all share the curses placed on Caine, and in turn a lot of them suffer from curses that were placed by Caine on their ancestors in punishment.

[seasides]

That's... a kind of depressing story.

[though more than a story and all that, he knows. unless Luxord's just pulling his leg about it all.]

[gameofpretend]

[Being entirely truthful no one actually knows the 100% truth, and Malkavian specific history is an especially difficult thing to pin down because you have the memories of thousand and thousand of similarly mad people who have 'issues' with the reality line all connected to the original memories and it all gets terribly muddled.]

It only gets more depressing with the third generation who murdered Caine's childer.

[seasides]

I think I'll pass on the rest of the story, then, if you were planning on sharing.

[whoops, looks like he's making his way to a different angle. this sure is dizzying!]

[gameofpretend]

The rest is mostly fuzzy on detail anyway, for the most part people only know it might have happened. Most just regard it all as a story, like the bible it refers to. And those that think it's more usually only know about their own clan.

Malkavians know the truth, we don't share, and those that would can't.

[seasides]

...can't?

[that doesn't sound ominous or anything. also he needs to sit down now, all these angles are kind of dizzying.]

[gameofpretend]

Most other clans lack the ability to understand what they're talking about, often they refuse to listen enough to even begin to understand.
They don't always realise the value of the words until they get older, but most don't live long enough for that, and only the smartest really follow.

Then all the young ones under them get cross about it because they don't think the words are important for their elders to listen to and the message gets forgotten in favour of politics.

[Luxord can keep up the with the changing gravity all day but he's not moving around quite as much as he could because civilised conversation is awful difficult if you have to yell.]

[seasides]

...how old are you?

[that "all the young ones" comment has him awfully curious.]

[gameofpretend]

A bit over two hundred.

[Which is actually still fairly young by vampire standards even though you're lucky if you manage to live that long.
Actually he's under forty but this is part of his delusion, enabled by the DR and he will frenzy if anyone tried to point out the disparities between his memories and the actual time line.]

[seasides]

Huh, I wouldn't have guessed it.

[he would've thought a century at most, honestly.]

[gameofpretend]

I imagine if I looked it, it'd rather defeat the purpose.

[seasides]

I suppose so.

[he's gone and lost his way back to the entrance. which is a shame, because he's eyeing it and considering getting back out before he gets so dizzy he pukes or something.]

orz this took me long enough

[dawnrise]

[Destiny Islands, you say? Well, maybe there's a Riku walking nearby, but she's not passing him much more than a glance. At least at first. His type puts her on guard naturally.]

[patchworksniper]

[Xigbar doesn't move but he is peeking with his blue eye to see what's moving on the sand.]

[dawnrise]

[She stops some distance away, hands in her pockets. She's not even trying to hide the fact that she's scoping him out, trying to tell what kind of Xigbar he is without having to talk to him.]

[patchworksniper]

[He's definitely the Nobody sort, but the darkness in his universe might stick more to people's scents or could even seem different altogether from the usual sort given just how much more it can warp people on it's own. (To say nothing of what a decade of not feeling did to most of his instance of the Organization.)

Honestly the biggest tip off of just how much is wrong with him and the universe he's from would probably be that blue eye. Which Riku might recognise if she sees it, but that might require having to get close enough to talk to him.]

[dawnrise]

[...oh hell, she might as well investigate further. At least she's already in yelling distance.]

Comfortable?

[patchworksniper]

Wouldn't be lying here if I wasn't.

Enjoying the view?

[dawnrise]

Not particularly.

[But it's not her place to tell him to get lost, either.]

[patchworksniper]

Aw poppet, you wound me.

Don't be shy.

[Xigbar kind of lazily does a barrel roll rolls with gravity leaving himself floating slightly belly down and rests his chin on his hands.]

[dawnrise]

Over what?

[Her intense dislike for anyone who has anything resembling your face?]

[patchworksniper]

[Well yes, actually. It's a reaction, he wants a reaction, disgust, anger, horror, laughter, anything, it's all good.]

Anything at all.

Your wants, your needs.

[dawnrise]

[He does get some disgust, but it's for what he says.]

What would you know about that?