[ The feed opens in on a black, crackly haze, and there's not much to be seen beyond the wisps of smoke and black dust. Someone's definitely making a grand enterance. If you're so fortunate to be around, plumes of black and blue and gray spill out the sides of the fountain, encircling it like a fog, contrasting against the snow's pure look. Bad
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Very fun indeed.
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[ She pockets the device (where? hammerspace, probably.) and stands from the fountain's edge. She doesn't make a move towards him, her attention supposedly on other things. She waits for his curiosity to get the better of him. ]
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...What are you?
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What do you suppose I am?
I'm quite curious myself.
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[ Oh yeah, now she's sure he's a scientist. She floats, hovers closer, her amusement obvious. ]
Any other guesses?
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If I were a superstitious man...I'd guess a deity. [the way her hair moves, her eyes] Possibly disorder or anarchy.
Then again, I'm not. [For now]
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[ Ah, now to play? She wisps behind him in a split second, observing a shoulder of his suit. ]
You know, you should be, because if you were, you'd have been right. On. The money.
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Oh, save it. It'll only be a waste.
By the look of your suit, you and I are good friends already, aren't we?
Or you're just clumsy. Or both.
[ That's a leap there, Eris. A really big assumption. Again she wisps, from back to front this time, facing him with a wicked smile. ]
What stopped you from believing?
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[His smirk's almost gone but it's mostly regret and rage. The gun's back in the holster though.]
And I was agnostic before aforementioned event. [NOPE NOT TELLING]
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We'll add charming to your growing list of positive things about you.
Agnostic? Well. Then I suppose I'm changing a few things, now aren't I?
Please. Call me Eris.
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And...you may be changing some aspects of it but the gist remains.
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Ah well, Dr. Freeman. A pleasure none the less.
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