[Video] Kazoo 1 - Early Afternoon

[miseris_socios]

[Ken's in the training gym and he looks... displeased. He huffs in annoyance, the orange-clad preteen with a look on him that seems more solidly 'angry teenager' than anything else.]

I've had to explain this a number of times so I might as well just tell everyone so people can stop being surprised and freaked out.

[He holds up a - well it looks like a gun.]

I know what this looks like. It looks like a gun. It isn't a gun. No bullets.

[He steps back so there's a better view and he aims it towards a dummy, pulling the trigger. Not even really a click from the 'gun'.]

It's called an Evoker, it lets me use my powers. I'm not shooting myself. I'm just going to start hanging a sign in the hallway near the entrance to the car when I'm going to be training so people stop trying to save me from my own abilities and probably hurt me while doing it.

[He holds up a neatly handwritten sign that says 'NOT A REAL GUN IN USE'. He puts the paper down and grumbles.]

It makes a gunshot noise, but it's not hurting me. I'm just saying this so I can actually practice.

... I mean I can show whoever if you want, but I'm just tired of explaining.

[And the ICP message finishes.]

[[If you want to hit him up in the training gym you're more than welcome to make an action tag!]]

Comments

[consider8]

That... was a lot. Far more than anyone should have to endure.

She doesn't say anything, instead just... quietly looking at him. Waiting for him to come to a conclusion she knows is not forthcoming.

After a long while she breaks the silence. "Then the question now is, what are you going to do next?"

Ironically, that was the question she had no answer for herself.

[miseris_socios]

"... I don't know. See what the first mission I'm going on deals with. Then go from there." He looks down at his hoodie and shrugs. "I'm on red team, I just traded hoodies with someone. I like orange better."

[consider8]

Eight nodded again. It was not fair for her to pass too strong of a judgement on someone to answer a question she was grappling herself.

"I'm on the purple team. I go by Eight." She extended a hand. "Although I do not know what the next trial will be, nor the mission objectives, or whether we will be near each other to achieve our objectives, if you wish to seek me out, I will provide you what support I am able." She could promise at least that much.

[miseris_socios]

"Um. Sure. I'm Ken." He reaches out to shake her hand, a little bit curious what it's going to feel like. That hair looks like tentacles, so...

"And if you need healing, I can handle some of that if you need."

[consider8]

Her hand feels like skin! Damp and clammy skin, but skin nonetheless.

"I certainly will." She nods, not wanting to discourage him by informing him that her body heals itself if it doesn't perish immediately.

[miseris_socios]

Welp. Not so bad. He pulls his hand back.

"No problem." It saves him the magic though, so all the better.

"Um. This is probably rude but... what are you?"

[consider8]

She smiled. There was nothing rude of curiosity.

"I am an Octarian. An Octoling, specifically."

There was no danger in letting him know. If she didn't know what she was before asking, then there was no threat in something so basic.

[miseris_socios]

"Oh. Is that like a an octopus?" It was a little bit weird to see different species on the train, but it's kind of fun to discover.

[consider8]

"That's right. My ancestors were octopi." In a time when humans no longer walked the Earth, but he didn't need to know that.

[miseris_socios]

"... Probably far in the future from when I am, since I don't know about any octopi walking and talking. Or just... different world weirdness." Who knew? Not Ken, because Splatoon came out after his time.

[consider8]

"Yes, probably." And that was all she was going to say on the matter.

"Thank you for the demonstration. I feel much more informed and will do what I can to inform others of you abilities."

[miseris_socios]

"Um. No problem. I appreciate it."

... He wasn't the best at conversation.

"I'll see you around?"

[consider8]

"Veemo!" She chirped cheerily.

"I would like that."

She's not the best at small talk either, so unless there was nothing else she was going to leave him to his self-improvement.