[Voice/Text/Video] PM: Be frightfully new.

[parcelmistress]

[Hello, residents of Vatheon! Do you ever get those newcomers who are just so unphased by everything they come across that it's hard to tell whether or not they are just that new? You know, the ones that automatically locate their communicator and all the information it holds and acclimate to everything around themselves just as quickly

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OH I HOPE ACTION IS OKAY...

[chairplay]

[STARES AT SLIGHTLY AMUSED

he is sitting on some bench she passed by-- she's like that hat-chan but white]

Oi! You a Dersite-tachi too?

YES. B)

[parcelmistress]

[Turning... Wait, what? What.

What is th-- OH, IS THIS A HUMAN? LOOK AT THAT EXCITEMENT ON HER FACE.]

Dersite? Me? [Blinnk!] Oh, no. No, I am a Prospitian.

B)

[chairplay]

[.................... why are people so surprised he's a human--]

Prospitian?

:B

[parcelmistress]

[Humans are mystical, fascinating creatures! Obviously.

She'll just be... keeping her distance, though.]

Yes! We're like Dersites, except our carapaces... Well, they're white! And we used to be enemies at one point, but that battle was so long ago...

[chairplay]

[...! WAIT A SEC]

You can tell me about you and Hat-chan's species then?

[parcelmistress]

[Blinking. Blinking forever.]

Oh. W-well... I suppose that wouldn't hurt!

[chairplay]

Sit with me then, let's talk. I'm Hiro, by the way.

[pats bench next to him!!]

[parcelmistress]

[Oh, dear! Well, he certainly seems friendly enough.

Here you go, sir. Have a white-shelled lady just traipsing up next to you, and plopping down.]

Hiro? That sure does sound like a human name! I like it!

[Titles sure were complicated...] You can call me PM!

[chairplay]

[HE'S A DOUCHE RUN AWAY i mean]

I can tell you about humans if you want, PM-san.

[parcelmistress]

O-oh. Okay.

[Gentle swaying of her legs, hands in her lap...]

Um, what is it you would like to know?

[chairplay]

Why are you... [lifting a hand to knock his fist against her head]

Rock hard?

[parcelmistress]

[Ffffffff-- just taking it like a LADY, blinking. What is happen?]

That is my carapace. I'm not really sure how else to describe it other than a hard shell of a body... ah, as you can see.

Both Prospitians and Dersites are like this, no matter what!

[chairplay]

[HE KNEW SHE WAS TOUGH]

Why a carapace? Why not skin?

[parcelmistress]

[Darn straight, good sir.]

That's just... how we are.

[SHE WAS BORN THIS WAY.]

I like to think it acts like armor of sorts.

[chairplay]

An armor! To protect from what exactly, PM-san?

[parcelmistress]

W-well, we did fight a lot many years ago. [A beat.] But now, it has served me well in a harsh desert setting!