Pink recognise pink~ [OPEN]
WHO: Dist the Reaper (dist_the_reaper), Sharpay Evans (moresparkle)- and anyone who feels like crashing their fabulous party
WHAT: A meeting of beautiful proportions.
WHERE: The docks.
WHEN: Afternoon, early evening.
Dist wasn't used to positive attention, so the idea of someone else finding him fabulous was incredibly welcome. He had known it would only be a matter of time before some realised how amazing he was- even if he was looking a little worse for wear these days. At least he had bathed, which was saying more than SOME of the savages currently wandering around. He had smoothed out his suit and cleaned his glasses, polished his boots and made sure his hair was neatly kept. He wasn't impeccable, but in Rivelata, especially after what had happened to...Peony, the scientist would make do.
He had been spending his days working on what could be salvaged of his fontech devices. The training he had done with Jade had paid off, even if he was nowhere near as powerful as the Necromancer, he could now power small robots to do simple commands. That in itself had taken a very long time- at first he had failed miserably, but during his short relationship with Kikuchiyo he had gained a some newfound knowledge on how to approach machinery. He had supposed Rivelata wasn't completely useless after all.
He had rebuilt his chair before Jade had turned his warehouse into lofts and moved it to the back of the building, and had been working on powering it in his (very large amount of) spare time- dictated by the mood he was in. The chair had been destroyed and rebuilt several times, and only the recent two times had yielded success. It could levitate for short periods of time, though not to the extent it could in Auldrant- and it disposed of quite a bit of his energy the longer he kept it afloat.
However, it would do.
Sitting in the chair, he grinned and laughed gleefully as it rose from the ground. It wasn't a terribly large chair, but Dist was skinny enough that it could seat another his size if needed. Powering it forward, in the direction of the docks, he crossed his legs and sat back. Watching the stores and streets pass him by, he began to feel slightly lightheaded but ignored it for the time being. He had kept his guest waiting long enough, and by a bunch of dirty corpses! Time was of the essence.
The upholstery he had salvaged from the warehouse felt refreshingly comfortable against his back and his grin widened as he sped on to the docks. It was good to feel at home again. And now to meet his new acquaintance. Hopefully his appearance was suitable.
WHAT: A meeting of beautiful proportions.
WHERE: The docks.
WHEN: Afternoon, early evening.
Dist wasn't used to positive attention, so the idea of someone else finding him fabulous was incredibly welcome. He had known it would only be a matter of time before some realised how amazing he was- even if he was looking a little worse for wear these days. At least he had bathed, which was saying more than SOME of the savages currently wandering around. He had smoothed out his suit and cleaned his glasses, polished his boots and made sure his hair was neatly kept. He wasn't impeccable, but in Rivelata, especially after what had happened to...Peony, the scientist would make do.
He had been spending his days working on what could be salvaged of his fontech devices. The training he had done with Jade had paid off, even if he was nowhere near as powerful as the Necromancer, he could now power small robots to do simple commands. That in itself had taken a very long time- at first he had failed miserably, but during his short relationship with Kikuchiyo he had gained a some newfound knowledge on how to approach machinery. He had supposed Rivelata wasn't completely useless after all.
He had rebuilt his chair before Jade had turned his warehouse into lofts and moved it to the back of the building, and had been working on powering it in his (very large amount of) spare time- dictated by the mood he was in. The chair had been destroyed and rebuilt several times, and only the recent two times had yielded success. It could levitate for short periods of time, though not to the extent it could in Auldrant- and it disposed of quite a bit of his energy the longer he kept it afloat.
However, it would do.
Sitting in the chair, he grinned and laughed gleefully as it rose from the ground. It wasn't a terribly large chair, but Dist was skinny enough that it could seat another his size if needed. Powering it forward, in the direction of the docks, he crossed his legs and sat back. Watching the stores and streets pass him by, he began to feel slightly lightheaded but ignored it for the time being. He had kept his guest waiting long enough, and by a bunch of dirty corpses! Time was of the essence.
The upholstery he had salvaged from the warehouse felt refreshingly comfortable against his back and his grin widened as he sped on to the docks. It was good to feel at home again. And now to meet his new acquaintance. Hopefully his appearance was suitable.