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[dovehearted]

Who: dovehearted and OPEN
What: She needs the score. It's better to get it the old-fashioned way.
Where: Level 4, locations noted in log
When: Saturday
Warnings: eta: Character is from 1931; expect accordingly.

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[flashy_magic]

Passing a girl he was pretty sure he'd never seen before, Drake paused and asked, "Hey, are you new here?"

[dovehearted]

Lua hadn't known what to make of anyone here that she'd seen: so strange, all of them. This guy was strange in a kind of familiar way, though, enough like Graham to make her think she knew how to handle him. She looked up at him out of the corner of her eye and nodded, giving him a little I'll pretend I'm okay, but you know I'm really not smile as she did.

One question answered: she wasn't supposed to be here, as far as she could tell from what he was saying. The only thing for sure she'd figured out in eight hours was that she was on a boat, but how had her room gotten there? How she wasn't dead? Anyone's answer was as good as hers.

[flashy_magic]

"Um...do you know why you're here yet?" He wasn't sure what he was supposed to say, but if she was worried, and she seemed to be, she was probably an inmate like him, so he felt like he should explain things.

[dovehearted]

She shook her head. It sounded like he did know, which was something, so she straightened up to listen a little more closely. "You do?"

[flashy_magic]

"If you don't, that means you're an inmate. That's not really as bad as it sounds, though. I mean, I'm an inmate, right? They take away any powers you have, though, and that bites."

[dovehearted]

Her eyes widened before she could stop herself, but the look she gave Drake was quiet and receptive, with a confused twist when he mentioned "powers". So she was in jail on a boat, and this guy was locked up with her. Something had caught up with her, whether it was last night, if that had happened, or the time Ladd had taken her along to get those guys to pay up and it had gone too far (for her, at least; she'd never seen him that happy), or anything that happened last year. "Guess it can't be that bad." He could take that however he thought she meant it.

[flashy_magic]

He caught the look when he mentioned powers. "I'm guessing you don't have powers? I earned most of mine back, if you want me to show you. They're brilliant."

[dovehearted]

Well, if he was going to show her what he meant, it'd be a lot easier than explaining she didn't understand. She gave him an encouraging nod and shifted in her seat to look more comfortable.

[flashy_magic]

Like this. [He held up a hand that was covered in a fingerless glove and, with a snap of his fingers, the glove appeared to melt down his hand and dissolve into nothing. Of course, in reality it was just an illusion and he was still wearing his glove, but it would look real. At least, until with a wave of his hand the glove reappeared.]

[dovehearted]

She watched the trick carefully and without a sound, even when it surprised her. That was clever, and it looked like something more than a normal magician's show. "Why'd they take that away?" She had a good answer, but there might have been something she was missing.

[flashy_magic]

Well, because I can use it to do a lot of different things, like disguising myself as someone else, so they wanted to make sure I wasn't likely to cause trouble with it.

[dovehearted]

"Sounds like you must have been real good at that if they wanted to take it away." She paused for a moment, pulling at a nonexistent thread. "People around here. Most of them can do things like that?"

[flashy_magic]

"I'm a master at illusions. A lot of people here can do stuff like this, but a lot can't, too."

[dovehearted]

"Are they as dangerous as you?" Partly flattery (he looked like he'd think it was genuine), part real curiosity.

[flashy_magic]

"Yeah," he said, grinning. She'd absolutely read him correctly. "Some are."

[dovehearted]

Graham all over, except Graham talked more. "So you'd know who to watch out for."