Open post, in which the typist overuses parentheses.

[angeloffire_]

Xathanael P. Hades, not quite a destroyer of worlds but something of a destroyer of sanity, may currently be found flopped, upside-down, on one of the many conveniently-placed couches around. In an attempt at getting used to the female body (or perhaps she's just enjoying this more than she should), she (yes, she -- she's still female, and clearly

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[onesilence]

She's taken to ignoring gravity again, so she will be floating by Xathanael and studying her carefully, as one does when coming across someone altogether familiar and entirely not.

[angeloffire_]

Upon spotting Malka, she'll tug the headphones from her ears and flash one of those trademark Hades grins. "Hi there, Malka."

[onesilence]

She'll tilt her head to one side. "Do you cry apples or is all well?"

Speaking is over-rated.

[angeloffire_]

Cheerfully: "I think apples wouldn't fit through my tear ducts." And she pauses before continuing. "All's well, though, I think. I mean, it's pretty weird being a girl, but things could and have been worse."

[notahades]

*and she'll wander in absently, some sort of electronic device more likely than not in a pocket -- upon seeing Xathanael, she'll head over immediately to flop on the floor at the foot of the couch, tilting her head back to tug lightly on the cord of the headphones, keeping a straight (ha) face with an effort*

[angeloffire_]

*that'll get a quiet, startled yelp out of her -- she wasn't expecting people, and the world tends to escape her notice when she's listening to music* *but she'll grin at seeing Brynne there and remove the headphones* Hi.

[notahades]

*and she'll grin as well, letting her head flop against the couch so she's studying Xathanael sideways* Hey. How's it going?

[angeloffire_]

Oh, y'know, the usual. I'm female and wearing a skirt, what else is new, right? *shrugs* How're you?