[she's poking around rooms, which is why she's probably about to walk in on lavi doing... whatever it is he does in his dormroom when he thinks he's alone.
he's actually stretched out on the floor with the pillow under his head, reading a book while a small object flutters over him-- he glances up when gideon waltzes in,]
It's a communications device, lets me talk to my comrades while we're on missions. [pauses, and shrugs] Well. It used to, anyway.
I thought it got smashed, but I found it with one of those little hats.
[golem floats over to Gideon... if gideon holds out her hand then it will sit on it... but otherwise it doesn't seem like it's alive, or reacting to much of anything,]
Whoever wrote that description was smoking something. [she says, amused.] If I had to guess it's because I'm a cavalier. I don't know if that means anything to you.
[she flexes her fingers, and then cracks her knuckles.] I am for sure trained in arms. Cavaliers babysit their necromancers and make sure their puny, bony arms don't break when they try to reach too hard for the cookies on the top shelf.
[he can laugh if he wants to make gideon think she's actually funny even though she isn't]
They skip leg day every day. [a shrug.] It's not the necromancy itself that does it, they just suck at using anything but their brains. If you had a cold body to do all the work for you all the time, you'd never get gains.
...Makes sense. I know a bunch of science types who're really into robots like Golem, stuff that'll handle most of the work for them. I can outpace them with my eyes closed and my legs tied.
[but his tone is more fond than critical,]
I've never had to protect them in the field though. They do all the supporting.
God, what a relief to find someone else who doesn't have glasses they push up the nose of their soul. What is it that you do, actually? You work with these things a lot?
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w0; SUNDAY
what's up.]
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he's actually stretched out on the floor with the pillow under his head, reading a book while a small object flutters over him-- he glances up when gideon waltzes in,]
-- Hi?
[GIDEON?]
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no, she stops when she sees this little... bat thing, watching it curiously as it flutters. i'm sorry, she has no manners. she was born in a hole.]
Hey. This your room?
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Yeah, I share it with Lu Bixing and Poppy. [follows gideon's gaze to bat thing,] -- And Golem.
[the golem floats up and down, as if saying hello]
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You scored on the roommate situation. What is Golem? I've never seen... whatever that is.
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It's a communications device, lets me talk to my comrades while we're on missions. [pauses, and shrugs] Well. It used to, anyway.
I thought it got smashed, but I found it with one of those little hats.
[golem floats over to Gideon... if gideon holds out her hand then it will sit on it... but otherwise it doesn't seem like it's alive, or reacting to much of anything,]
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Guess you can't really phone a friend outside of hell, then.
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he grins,]
Imagine getting a call like that! Pretty sure they'd all just hang up on me.
[sometimes.... u are Bullied,]
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Same, but I'd get an earful of well, climb on out, then! to go with it.
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Theyre good at keeping us in suspense? It's kinda cute.
[is that jinxing it.... eh]
Gideon, right? I'm Lavi. Do you really smoke bones?
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the question actually startles her into laughing.]
Do I what? -- Yes, I'm Gideon, what are you talking about? [she didn't read her profile very closely, oops.]
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[he really memorized it word for word,]
You've got a lot of interesting skills, but that one made me really wanna ask.
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Does it have to do with fighting? [and bones....??] Cavalier's a word for 'knight' in my world, someone trained in arms and horsemanship.
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[she flexes her fingers, and then cracks her knuckles.] I am for sure trained in arms. Cavaliers babysit their necromancers and make sure their puny, bony arms don't break when they try to reach too hard for the cookies on the top shelf.
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So that's what the bones' from. [a proper Exorcist would startle at the mention of 'necromancy', but Lavi -- of course -- looks intrigued.]
Does necromancy take that much out of them?
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They skip leg day every day. [a shrug.] It's not the necromancy itself that does it, they just suck at using anything but their brains. If you had a cold body to do all the work for you all the time, you'd never get gains.
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...Makes sense. I know a bunch of science types who're really into robots like Golem, stuff that'll handle most of the work for them. I can outpace them with my eyes closed and my legs tied.
[but his tone is more fond than critical,]
I've never had to protect them in the field though. They do all the supporting.
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You more of the brute force type, or am I reaching?
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I've been known to smash my way out of a problem or two, yeah.
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God, what a relief to find someone else who doesn't have glasses they push up the nose of their soul. What is it that you do, actually? You work with these things a lot?
[gestures at the floaty boy.]
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I'm an Exorcist. [and since he's curious] You have any of those in your world?
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