Enigmatic shadows [OPEN]

[howisaraven]

Who: Enigma and OPEN
Where: somewhere on Dai Li, trying to find a replacement staff
When: Sunday afternoon

They had given him some tests. They said he could control fire. He wanted nothing of it. He had enough of magic already with the entire Trinity ordeal. He just wanted to resort to his technology and nothing more. To fix things. To finally be happy with his daughter.

And yet he was here somehow. They were telling him things he didn't believe. He'd been mistaken for other people before, often purposefully, but this time, it just felt weird. And so he did what he did best: slipped into the shadows and fled. He'd lost his shadow form. He didn't have his staff. He needed out.

Enigma stuck out like a sore thumb compared to the rest of the population. Long green jacket with white piping, green pants, and a metal plate covering the left side of his face. Totally sticking out. He just wanted to blend into the background, observing the people, seeing what they were like, how they ticked or act. He couldn't observe them when they kept looking at him.

So he walked. It was strange. Before he walked everywhere, but when he gained that other form, he simply whisked himself to where he wanted to go. Not the case, so he walked.

First order of business, before anything else, he needed a staff. It was part of him, an extension. Not having it felt strange and weird. The taller the staff the better. Preferably metal, but he would take what he could get.

Comments

[jokester_not_joker]

"Is it really magic when everybody else can do it too?" Magic didn't bother Jokester, it never really mattered to him either since he couldn't do it.

"Seems to me it wouldn't hurt continuing what we were doing here. We might even be able to make a new team. I have this sneaking suspicion that everyone that showed up today won't be the last."

"Their story about mass amnesia is going to start losing credibility very quickly."

[howisaraven]

"Elemental control seems magic enough for me," he frowned. It wasn't that he was afraid of it. He just didn't like it. He preferred technology over all else, and he wasn't fond of how Morgaine abused magic either.

"A new team." The idea sure was tantalizing and incredibly feasible, especially if more people showed up. A slight smirk crossed his lips. "I rather like this idea." The idea was pretty grand. And without the Syndicate, the team would be safe for now.

"The lie about amnesia is pretty obvious. I've heard children tell better lies."

[jokester_not_joker]

"I figured you might be more worried about the abuse of it, and it's hard to abuse something everyone else has."

"For us it is a bad lie, but it is easy for those who don't know to believe. I mean what's more believable to these village people? That we came from another world or that we took a few too many smacks to the head in a foreign land?"

"We should probably do our best to figure out who our new housemates are. Maybe after I get some work I'll make bacon for everyone and we can get to know everybody over breakfast."

[howisaraven]

"I've seen the destructive power it has," Enigma frowned. Then again, the majority of magic users he knew abused the power. Morgaine was particularly bad with abusing her power.

"You do have a point. Everything is relative." For these people, who seemed to be set back a millennium or two, it only made sense. "Though I can't say I'm fond of rooming with someone I don't know. This isn't college." Then again, a college roommate on his world probably would stab the roommate in their sleep. "Breakfast sounds good, however."