Jun 30 14:17:36 108 PA - Welcoming an Amorphous Blob to the City
From Chronicles
Jun 30 14:17:36 108 PA.
MERCHANT'S PLAZA
Two in the afternoon with sunny skies is always a beautiful time, though the city inflicts damage to that serenity with its own urban smack to Nature's face. It would be pleasant though, if not for the fact that the Merchant's Plaza is swarming with shoppers out looking for the good Saturday deals that are promised every week - usually ending in disappointment, but people buy things anyway because they're already there. A huge crush of beings of all sizes, types, races and breeds pushes toward the established businesses that create the loose boundaries, and even against the random carts and temporary shacks selling everything from pet lizards to ornate cutlery. A short man dressed in clothes that just shout out, "blah" is going over a fruit cart, specifically the apples at the moment.
Dirai meanwhile has just recently made herself out of the cyber-doc shop that she's usually found lurking around in. Dressed like some sort of wandering gaucho, she tromps along the streets, oozing and squeezing between the various beings and creatures that represent such a huge crush of humanity. What she is doing at the market is anyone's guess, but the giant humanoid ooze stops next to the selfsame fruit cart. It's hard to read any expression (since she has no face), but one can probably guess she's puzzling over the various offerings, from the way she picks up and holds various different fruits before her approximation of a head.
Gabriel's face is caught by the ooze much like many others around. However, as it's not the kind of disgusting thing that jumps out in front of him sometimes, he takes it in stride. Even his face is quite bland, as if announcing, "Why does this shit always happen?" He shakes his head and returns to the fruit, making some poor attempts at juggling - and glancing over to that cyber-shop that he'd been avoiding for the past few months. Just where incidentally, there is a pile of walking snot. The crowd falls deathly ill. Silent. Silent.
Dirai seems to be either completely unaffected by the stares, or else her lack of facial features makes it impossible to tell. With fruit before her, she forms something like an open pouch in the approximate location of her belly, and decides to begin scooping fruit into said 'pouch',"How much?" She looks at Gabriel and says,"People like fruit, right?" She has no mouth, but the voice issues forth just the same, surprisingly human, and feminine, and even pleasant. Maybe it's reassuring. Maybe it's creepier that way. Who knows?
The older man looks over and quirks up an eyebrow. In a thick Kentucky twang, he says, "People? I don't know. I like fruit, I grew up on it. Y'know, free in the forest and all. Good to eat when no one can afford to buy it." After but a short glance at the pouch, he returns to selecting his own pieces, whistling what only a very few people these days would recognize as "The Battle Hymn of the Republic." Seconds pass as he inspects for bruises and worm intrusion. Then, as he continues to select, "I've seen a lotta weird things around, but quite frankly, you're revolting. I say that because you're probably aware of it." With a brief turn on his hips, he states - not a question, a statement - "You're new to the city."
Dirai nods slowly as she hands over a credstick for the fruit. When she seals up the 'pouch', the fruit disappears from view, oddly enough. She reorients her head to look at the man,"True. I wasn't even all that pretty BEFORE I looked like this. But being an all-powerful being of astral energy has its perks. Like being able to crush your enemies with the merest twitch of your mind." She chuckles as if this were hilarious, then turns to a nearby fish stand,"It's been a long time since I tasted anything. But Maria still needs to eat. She's more familiar with this city than I am. I like it though. No Coalition bastards to ruin it."
"Ah, I see. Kill with the mere twitch of your mind. Another person who could easily kill me," Gabriel chuckles at himself, running a hand through his aging hair. "Seems to be a fairly common theme these days. Of course," he shrugs, "when you don't belong somewhere, you'll stick out one way or another - maybe weak, maybe strong. My name's Gabriel. I'd offer to shake your hand, but for the life of me, I just really don't want to touch you. No offense intended." He returns to picking over the apples. "So, if you're an all-powerful being, why are you bothering to hang around a plaza where you seemed to indicate that you didn't know if people liked fruit?"
Dirai would smile if she could. She can't, so she chuckles,"I'm used to that, actually. Believe it or not, I only LOOK slimy." Riiiight. That and the fact that she's made out of slime,"As for WHY I am here. I'm all-powerful. Not all-knowing. There's a difference. Plus, Maria, my host, she needs to eat, and she's always so busy cyber-docing people up and all that, so she rarely gets a chance to go pick up groceries or anything. I like doing nice things for her. Anyway, all-powerful doesn't necessarily mean I don't like to jaw around with people." The strange d-bee manning the fish stall begins to chatter at her in some otherworldly language, and she begins to chatter back.
Gabriel finally pays for his fruit and focuses on the blob. "Okay, please separate things for me. Maria equals host. You who have yet to be named are omnipotent, but not omniscient. Maria may be a cyber-doc, maybe not. I've seen more attractive piles left on people's yards by their dogs - no offense, just calling what you know." He waves a hand. "Please if you wouldn't mind enlightening a stranger - again, my name is Gabriel, if you care - exactly how these things fit together?"
Dirai pauses a moment, perplexed. Then she shakes her head at Gabriel,"I am Dirai. Sorry. Niceties fade after a while. Maria is my better human half. I protect her, she helps me to figure out WHAT exactly I am. I have boatloads of power, but not boatloads of knowledge, so she's supplying the boatloads of knowledge. Maria IS a cyberdoc, and I'm a cybernetic organism, technically." She turns,"Got it, pink-skin?"
The older man smiles and moves to shake a hand, and then decides to just offer one of those odd, non-salutes that military men offer to civilians in recognition. "Nice to meet you, Dirai," he says with a twang. "So you're two people in one body? Like a Three Musketeers Bar bar? Chocolate on the outside but with a smooth buttery whatever-the-hell that stuff is on the inside? The bar stuff, I mean. Maria's busy working over in the shop -" he points, to be precise "- but you're out shopping?" He then brightens up and grins, "You're Maria's housekeeper, or a pussy-whipped husband? Or... one of these strange situations these days where it's two women playing husband-husband and wife-wife?" Gabriel frowns a bit at that. Not in distaste, but just in a bit of confusion. Things really aren't the same for him.
Dirai would be narrowing her eyes in confusion at Gabriel if she had eyes. She doesn't, so instead, she just stares at him in silence for a long moment before she actually answers,"No. Just one person, who happens to own two bodies. It's complicated. And I'm more her protector... not that she needs one in city-limits. And I'm more like her... uh... significant puddle-like other. It's a very cerebral relationship." She shrugs, then offers a sort of military salute that suggests she might've been in the military at one point (long ago).
Rubidia makes her way into the plaza from the river walk. In her arms is a poster tube as she makes her way to the plaza's message board. She walks what she is known to consider casual, a very quick pace that many would be hard-pressed to match. Allowing her to navigate the people and traffic between her and her goal quickly, if not inconspicuously. A half dozen or more glances follow her dash to the message board.
Further back from Rubidia, Sage wanders along at a more sedate pace. She isn't alone, though, as she walks along with a couple other people in her company. As they reach the market place, she begins to gesture towards different parts of the market with some explanation. A consensus seems to be reached as they split up and approach different shops or stalls.
Gabriel can't help but watch Rubidia as she goes flying through the Plaza, dodging the Saturday crowd. He also can't help but grin at the young woman's enthusiasm. Then, smiling at his new acquaintance, he offers, "That flashy young woman is Rubidia. Very nice girl, excellent musician. Not from around here, but neither am I, so I'll let her keep her secrets for you to pry out of her. Get to know her and all, right?" He observes Sage and her unusual charges quietly. "So, Dirai. Very cerebral, huh?" He taps his own head. "Probably not the same kind of cerebral that I think of when I hear the word. But two in one? Is that sort of like being thy brother's keeper?" He stops to drop an apple back into place and picks up two large cantaloupes.
Dirai shrugs and notes to Gabriel,"Nice cantaloupes." Then she's agreeing, "Flash, maybe. But in the wild, flashy is often nature's way of telling you to be careful. Anyway, yeah. Cerebral. Because, you know, I can't do the sex-thing, and I can barely feel anything." She stretches one of her amorphous arms to pick up a fish and examine it.
At the message board Rubidia takes her time to clear a large space, rearranging the current notices and discarding some the have clearly expired. When done enough space for a poster is there and she opens up her tube to pull out a large glossy advertisement. The poster tells of an upcoming concert she will be holding in the middle of the month. Its image is large picture of her signing with various pyrotechnics in the background.
A couple of the people with Sage end up heading for the clothing place with a list in hand. The other person, Maria, in this case remains with Sage as they begin to make a circuit around the place to survey various stalls. Although, they do go the direction of the message boards first. "Very nice." Sage muses as she considers the poster.
"Oh, Maria. Well, that's one of them." Gabriel goes on to politely and superficially point out Sage and Maria, briefly explaining who they are, and his opinion of them. The opinion? That they're very nice people. Still, he is holding two large cantaloupes. Within his Kentucky twang, he says, "Dirai, a lesser man found holding this kind of melon at chest height would probably make a boob joke. *I* am not such one of those men. Have a little class, y'know?" he says with a smile. He then drops the cantaloupes back into their spot, adding brightly, "Of course, Natasaha keeps me in line. I guess she is my Maria. But, y'know, without the ugly shit on the outside. At least, I hope that's not how people see me." He stares for a little while. "You ever see 'The Phantom of the Opera?'"
Dirai chuckles at Gabriel now, then lifts a shoulder in a shrug,"Yeah. Parts of it. Mostly, I was hoping he'd take off the mask and be ass-ugly. Mostly, they just paint their faces black." Another shrug follows, and then she holds up the flounder she is currently ectoplasmic lifeform-handling (she is obviously NOT manhandling it, after all). "Think this will be delicious? You could totally classlessly make a 'dead fish' joke."
Rubidia blushes slightly at the complement, nodding in agreement to Sage. "Thanks, though I wonder if there's some bias in that." She notes, picking on the other woman a bit before she takes a moment to consider the folks about. "Oh there's Gabriel, better go tell him. One of my better fans so I'm sure he'd appreciate it." She notes, already moving to meet up with Gabriel and the viscous slime being beside him. Actually seeing just what is beside him she gives pause, considering whether it is safe to proceed.
"Perhaps a little." Sage admits with a smile, "I may have a surprise for you soon as well." She mentions before looking over towards the indicated direction as she considers the situation. The strange creature causing her to consider the interaction with the man first. "Interesting company he's keeping as well. Could get a unique opinion, I imagine." She comments, before reaching out to touch the other woman. "Shall we?" She asks, wondering if she'll need to suppress the other woman's potential fear.
Gabriel gazes up, or at least over at the blob. "Um. The only dead fish jokes that I know have rather disgusting sexual overtones not to be used with women in polite society, so I think I'll pass on your invitation," is said with a chuckle. "Maria likes fish? One of you must cook then. I'm guessing... you? If Maria's a cyber-doc? I'm not terribly familiar with that profession, but it doesn't sound like one where people spend a lot of time in the kitchen." He waves over to Sage and Rubidia as they coalesce. "How'd you decide to come to this fine city," Gabriel asks, with an obviously ironic tone heavily emphasized on the 'fine' portion.
Dirai wrinkles her nose a little bit as she explains to Gabriel,"Coalition kind of... 'Drafted' me and dropped me in a country full of Brodkil. When I got back, they were transporting my body to Lone Star, so I flipped them the bird, nuked them all, and met up with her on the road. We've been together ever since. She was coming here just because it's a good place for cyber-docs and the like. Everyone around here seems to be augmented in some way or another. Anyway, gender is not so big of an issue for me these days, if you couldn't tell?" She looks towards the approaching women,"You got company."
Rubidia shrugs off the offer, shaking her head slightly. "Thanks but I'll be ok." She bids to Sage, her voice holding resolve as she resumes to meet up with Gabriel and his interesting friend. "Hey Gabriel, guess what." She prompts looking at him with clear intent so she doesn’t stare at Dirai.
Sage nods faintly as she withdraws her hand from the other woman and turns to move with Rubidia instead. She lets the other woman do the talking, but she gives the man a faint smile before making a head gesture towards the message board... although, the man might not be able to clearly make it out just yet. "Hey Gabriel, how are things for you and your.. conversation partner?"
Gabriel arches a brow at Dirai's story. "Omnipotent, indeed. Not afraid to 'nuke them all' either? That can be a dangerous combination, if one doesn't keep track of it in their own mind. Or minds, if that's a plural. But no, not everyone's augmented," he finishes up with a grin, turning to his oncoming friends. Gabriel stops for a moment and tries to read Rubidia's mind, his eyes narrowed. "Guess.. guess.. you've met someone and you're going to form a traveling troubadour duo along the lines of Simon and Garfunkle?!" Clearly, a good-natured jest. To Sage, "My conversation partner, Miss Dirai and possibly Maria - I'll let you three try to work that part out - are new, and as all good friendships do, we met by accident in the grocery store. But I'm fine, thank you for asking. Things have been quiet, which I don't mind at all." He nods to the board if only to indicate that he saw something being posted there. "Shopping with the staff?"
Dirai drops the fish... into her chest, letting it be swallowed by her mass. It disappears, and then she pays the marketeer, before turning to the others. Her mass, meanwhile, compresses, so that she is somewhat shorter (and hopefully less threatening),"Yep. Not afraid. I forced their environmental armor to vent their own CO2 back in on them. Their resulting carboxyhemoglobin climbed to lethal levels in a matter of minutes." She says it so matter-of-factly. Then she turns her gaze on the others,"I am indeed, Dirai. Though I also answer to 'What the hell is that?' and 'holy shit!'."
"Well yeah, but I cant talk about that publicly yet. It has to be rumored and speculated about for several months until completely out of proportion. At which point a press conference is held to reveal the actual facts of the matter to be completely out of proportion in an entirely different fashion." Rubidia chides, briefly lecturing Gabriel on music industry due process. "Anyway, the news is I'm holding a concert in a few weeks, it's all official and I'm putting up posters now." She says, pulling out a poster to show before she looks at Dirai. "Neat, a single creature that comes in most shapes and sizes." She chirps positively, trying for an honest compliment to the unusual being.
Sage raises a brow faintly to the man's tease, but doesn't seem to comment herself about that. It's the mention of Maria that gives her pause before she seems to understand what the man's talking about. "Well, that might get awkward if they get into the same room." She comments with a little amusement before nodding faintly. Her gaze drifting towards the strange mass. "Yes, I could see how those names might come about... but I shall try to use Dirai instead." She replies with faint humour before looking over to Gabriel. "Yeah, just picking a few things up... arranging one or two others."
"Just how many people are we talking about 'nuking,' Dirai? Equipment?" Apparently Gabriel's attention is currently largely hooked on a being with godlike powers. Rubidia does receive a polite, "Oh, congratulations, Ruby! You going to be taking requests from an old man?" he asks with a smirk of his own. With a brief nod and shrug to Sage, he goes back to what is sometimes excessive questioning. "So.. one might say that she's your soul, and Dirai is the body? Kind of a 'you can break my body but you can never break my spirit' kind of thing? Plus you wipe out entire CS divisions because they piss you off?" The fellow's head leans to the side. Dammit, he's curious, and this is just one more kick in the teeth from the modern era.
Dirai lifts a shoulder to Gabriel, but then offers,"Let's just say, MY Maria is precious to me. Before I met her, about 20 coalition soldiers were in the process of delivering my helpless body to Lone Star. Mostly Dead Boys. Two or three Dog Boys. I wasn't about to let them take me to Lone Star, so... Well, they thought I was a ghost. When I was done, they didn't think anything. Though they did destroy me nearly four times in a row, and let me tell you, reviving is PAINFUL." Her soft, feminine voice has a note of pleasure in her discussion about destroying the 'Dead Boys'. "Anyway, eventually, I just sort of attached myself to Maria, and we've been together ever since. I nuke CS soldiers, though, because they took my life." Shaking her head ruefully, she turns to more pleasant conversation,"So what kind of music do you play, oh Mistress of the flash and fancy?"
Rubidia shrugs slightly to Gabriel. "I might be able to take one, we'll see." She says, not wanting to promise too much before she grins to Dirai. "All kinds and in three languages. But I prefer modern trance, much better for dancing and concerts." She replies before she looks to consider the other topic of conversation. "Sounds like a ghost, hard to get rid of but limited attack capabilities."
"I'll admit I'm looking forward to the concert myself." Sage chips in, but she is likely biased in the matter. Her expression shifting to thoughtfulness as she considers the topic of CS and the being killing them. "I can't imagine what that would be like." She admits softly, unsure of what to think about this particular topic.
After listening to Dirai's tale, Gabriel offers Rubidia only an aged and non-conversational, "Hrmph," at her mention of combat abilities. Yeah, that's it. For the moment, whatever he has to say, it's only thoughts to himself.
Dirai frowns as she looks between Gabriel, Sage, and Rubidia, and then quite loudly questions,"So... are you three a polyamorous sex-group? Because... this guy here is pretty awesome, and he totally doesn't remind me how revolting I am every three minutes." To Rubidia's observation though,"Not a ghost. Nothing so limited." She, for once, doesn't elaborate. But to Sage,"I... could probably show you, if you want."
Rubidia nods in agreement to Sage, quickly switching between topics. "Well it's sure to be a blast, I hope all my regulars can make it." She says sincerely before considering Dirai some more. "Uh no." She states flatly before changing the subject. "Well then maybe you'll want to look into the Whykin expansion that’s going on. Lots of potential conflict there." She offers with a slight shrug. "Me I'm kinda of the mind to avoid large militarized forces. More trouble than they are worth."
Sage blinks at the being's odd question, before shaking her head. "No." She replies simply, but the topic seems to be distracted away from easily enough by Rubidia. "I try not to tangle either large militarized forces either." She adds, before looking to Dirai. Her head tilts a little, "I may wish to wait on that... my life is interesting enough for the time being."
Gabriel shrugs and turns to face Dirai directly, his hands held out to his sides in surrender. "Okay look, I hate to be rude and too direct, but apparently I'm just going to be the one to come out and ask it. What *are* you?" If this is any answer to the blob's question regarding gender and marital associations, he smiles, raises his right hand and just taps a plain silver ring on the ring finger. After listening quickly to the other two women, he just can't contain himself from spurting out - in a respectful tone - "Godlike powers. Resurrecting five times. Smiting thine enemies. My own *savior* only resurrected once, and the smiting of enemies wasn't involved beforehand. I'm sorry, it's just that if your stories are true, you might well be the most frightening person I've encountered during my time here."
Dirai tilts her head ever so slightly to Rubidia, then nods,"Maybe. I might just do that. So trance fusion... what IS that if you won't think me too stupid?" She rolls her shoulders as if they were somehow sore (does she even have bones?),"What am I? I am, or was human? Now I'm a being from the Astral Plane of existence. I was just a brat off the Pecos. Then the CS dumped me across the ocean in something called the Brodkil Empire. I had dreams about some crazy metal lady, like some giant cyborg. She shoved some strange metal rods into my head, you know, like the crazies get, and my body just stopped working. I've been like this since. When I die, I just end up in the Astral Plane again. A day later, I build a new body and start over. Maria is working on making me human again."
Rubidia shakes her head, pulling a set of earbuds out and hooking into her headphones. "This is trance music, techno played to soothe and relax." She explains offering the earbuds for a sampling.
"The Astral Plane?" Sage asks softly, before pursing her lips. "I think I may be able to touch that now..." She adds thoughtfully before pauses to consider the once-human-woman. "If there is a way I could help..." She begins to say before giving a wry look. "Not that I'd be sure where or how to begin..." She says before coming to a halt again, "What happened to your body anyway?"
Gabriel turns slightly and chuckles at himself after hearing Dirai's words, scratching at the back of his neck while he looks down just slightly toward the pavement of the Plaza, talking quietly to himself. Sage's words are interesting, but for now, he seems to have other concerns, walking his squishy, short, human, older-adventurer body around in a tiny circle. Very softly, "I put on the whole armor of God and declare it is an armor of light. My loins girt about with truth; and having on the breastplate of righteousness; and my feet shod with the preparation of the gospel of peace; taking the shield of faith, with which I shall be able to quench all the fiery darts of the wicked; the helmet of salvation, and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God; Praying always with all prayer and supplication in the Spirit, and watching with all perseverance and supplication for all saints." All other considerations beyond the safety of his own spirit are left by the wayside for now.
Dirai begins to concentrate even as she leans in to engulf the earbuds with a portion of her mass. She listens for a few seconds, and a moment later, her chest begins to extrude and peel away from a guitar cunningly concealed in her mass (with God knows what else). She holds it out to Rubidia,"Sign my guitar. You're probably going to be famous sometime." As to Sage,"Let me know if you choose to walk about there. It can be confusing for others. I am a... respectable guide, and not prone to the same problems many who journey there are. As it is, Maria is the only one who knows where my body liesin state." She then looks at Gabriel, and says, to him, something of a smile in her voice, as she says haltingly,"Genitori, Genitoque laus et iubilatio, salus, honor, virtus quoque sit et benedictio: Procedenti ab utroque compar sit laudatio. Amen."
Rubidia grins. "Only if you promise to come to the concert." She demands, already pulling out a pen to sign the offered instrument. The act is paused though as the interaction with Gabriel and Dirai changes. "You guys are getting weird. Was that some kind of abstract request for me to go into embodiment of light?" She asks before giving a sigh. Apparently she decides to honor the possible request as her form becomes very bright and pure light, illuminating all around and making her very hard to look at. "Happy? I don’t like showboating outside of actual performances, draws too much attention." And indeed, a blinding source of light is very distracting to the passers by.
When Sage's attention drifts to Gabriel, it is simply to give the man an odd look at the quote that he spouts. It gets chalked down to the man's own religious views that typically don't relate to her own. Instead she glances towards Dirai with a surprised look when a guitar appears from within the being. Clearly something she doesn't see every day. Her lips curl faintly at the comment, though. "She does a fairly good job of drawing a crowd already." She comments, before pursing her lips and nodding to the other. Her gaze shying away from Rubidia as she already knows what kind of brightness the woman can bring to bear. Fortunately, she doesn't have to look away very much since she's standing beside the woman. "I dare say there'll be some people stumbling around for a moment or two." She mentions to the comment about drawing too much attention. It takes her a moment to shift her attention back to the conversation before the enlightenment. "Um... sure, it could be nice to have a guide."
"Deus dona nobis pacem," Gabriel says back in the same funny language. Then looking to the others, "God grant us peace. In these times, I think we can all agree that it's a decent sentiment, even if we might not follow the same religion. Or any religion" The man dips his head to allow for that contingency. He smirks, and says, "Well, I can't do any of this. I can't blob around. I can't die and come back to life, or float around as a spirit. I can't glow or play music." He winks and says, "I seem to find myself completely out of any element that I resemble right now. I am Gabriel. What Gabriel does is live his life as best he can to bring peace to others - and now... Gabriel is leaving you delightful ladies to discuss your superpowers amongst yourselves." He begins to move off, but nods to his two already-friends as he goes. "Good seeing you Sage, and you too, Rubidia. I'll be there at the concert, if nothing comes up to get in the way." A moment's pause. "It truly has been nice to meet you, Dirai. Just perhaps a bit overwhelming for me. Welcome to Kingsdale." He once more dips his head, and then moves north toward the city gates.
Dirai tilts her head to Gabriel, and offers as he turns to depart,"Nice to meet you as well. Faith is an unusual thing these days, it seems. And getting along without 'powers' in this day and age? Far more impressive than those who just stumble over life's difficulties." But then, she turns back to the others. She finds an empty bucket nearby, takes off her hat, and lays it down, bottom-up. Then she sits down after allowing her guitar to be signed and begins to strum a sort of 'western' tune. How she does it without fingers is anyone's guess, but she manages it,"I can do many things. Oddly enough, I'm not sure I can glow. Let's keep it keyed down for now, though. I'd be blind, I think if I had eyes. Still, you'll certainly draw a crowd, sure enough." To Sage,"It's where I live, after all, and finding your way back is sometimes hard."
Rubidia shrugs, her light gone as quickly as it came before she takes up the signing. "He seems to have little grasp over his true powers. Or maybe, he is unable to recognize them as such." She notes of the departing Gabriel with a nod to Dirai's words on the matter. Though when Dirai starts playing she can't seem to help a heart broken frown. "Why'd you have to go and start that? Now I feel bad for ditching a good jam session opportunity to go put up the rest of my posters. We'll simply have to hook up another time for it." She insists before leaning in to offer Sage a quick hug and reluctantly moving off to get her work done.
A thoughtful look is directed towards Gabriel, but Sage simply nods to the man's comments directed towards her instead of his monologue. "Take care of yourself, Gabriel." She offers, before she looks back to the other two. A chuckle comes to Rubidia's comment about the jam session before sharing a hug with Rubidia in return. "There'll be other times to jam together, I'm sure." She offers, before looking back to Dirai with another thoughtful look. "Yes, I suppose it could be... I haven't really explored it much yet, after all."
Dirai watches the two hug, then strums a jaunty vaudevillian walking-away tune for Rubidia. She's actually very good, surprisingly,"There is nothing but time, time, and more time. Go in peace. You and your groovy music. I'll be around." She directs her attention to Sage,"Oh, and if you meet any amorphous blobs who seem childish and talkative, they are TOTALLY worth stopping and having a conversation with."
Sage considers the music being played as her lips curl at the tune and glances towards where Rubidia has left, before looking back towards Dirai. "I think I'll find you full of surprises." She comments before making a gesture towards the guitar, before chuckling to the comment about blobs. "I'll try to keep that in mind." She assures, "I think I'd like to learn a little more about the Astral Plane sometime..." She mentions before her Maria and the others return chatting amongst themselves in an excited manner. "Excuse me, Dirai. It was nice meeting you." She comments before she turns to approach the people, "So, what did the seamstress say?" She can be heard asking after she greets them.
