Unpopping a Pixie! ((open rp, Jenks - the Rachel Morgan series))

[pixie_jenks]

There was a shifting among the giant kernels of popcorn. A single large kernel appeared in the corridor and popped with a rather loud bang. Instead of a normal-sized human, a pixie about the size of a large dragonfly appeared out of the resulting mess. A very handsome, but grumbling and butter-sodden pixie.

“Tink’s undies, where in the Turn am I

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[my_soul_itches]

((I'm probably going to be very slow with responses, but there really is no way I can leave this alone :-P If you're not familiar with her canon, Megan is an X-men-verse mutant.))

Pix? Had she really just heard that? Was one of her friends here? Megan's heart leaped as she heard the voice, ignoring the fact that it didn't sound too familiar at all, and altered her course from being on her way to browsing the Hufflepuff food libraries to backtracking in the direction of the voice. Which was, oddly enough, the popcorn room and not the Sorting Room like she would have thought.

She poked her head in the door, wondering who it would be. Surely not Santo--the voice was all wrong for her big rock friend. Not Victor, either--maybe that new guy, Jonas? Aaaand... no, it wasn't either of them. It was a tiny buttery guy with wings. "Oh," she said, disappointed. But it only lasted a few seconds. "Hi! Welcome back! I'd offer you a hand but I don't carry a handkerchief around and I don't know any magic spells to make butter disappear

[pixie_jenks]

((No worries with the slow responses, take your time. And thanks for the canon heads up! :D ))

Jenks looked up, startled to see a.. very large pixie. He paused midflight, actually dropping a couple of feet before recovering. His wings reddened and he buzzed closer to her, leaving a trail of brightly colored dust in his wake.

"Turn me," he swore softly. "You're.. how did you get so big?"

He sniffed, "Wait.. you're not a pixie. At least.. not like any I've ever seen. Not human either. Wait, not entirely human." Jenks scratched his head, officially stumped.

[my_soul_itches]

"Nope. Pixie's just my nickname." She blushed "No, I'm not--I'm a mutant. We're kind of like humans, but with a little extra. So are you a pixie--a real one? Is your dust hallucinogenic too, or is it just mine? Are there a lot of you?" She buzzed happily around him, all questions and excitement. "What's your name? I'm Megan!"

[pixie_jenks]

His tiny chest puffed out proudly, "Damn skippy, I'm 100 percent pixie. Name's Jenks. The dust's not a hallucinogen.. although that would be kinda cool. I can use it to pix people.. give 'em a terrible itch or rash," he gave a devilish grin. "It comes in handy sometimes."

"There are lots of us back home, you just need to look in the right gardens. We've gotta keep an eye out for birds, faries, and other kinds of trouble like that."

[vaultofstars]

Elrond had been spending most of his days in the room he shared with Glorfindel, reading. He was returning from library, having just dropped off a finished stack of books to obtain another one. He was particularly looking forward to reading a volume on herbology, and another on some runes which appeared to be derived from or related to the Dwarvish ones he was familiar with, when he noticed the trail of colorful dust. And then he noticed what appeared to be a very tiny, winged humanoid, which looked a bit distressed or confused about something. Pixies weren't native to Middle-Earth, so, this was his first encounter with one.

He raised an eyebrow at the pixie, and asked, "Might I be of assistance, small one? You appear as if you might be lost."

[pixie_jenks]

Jenks stopped in midflight, dropping several inches before he finally recovered. He buzzed closer to the tall man. Nope, definitely not a human. The way he was dressed was certainly unfamiliar too.

"I.. I think I was one of those," he ventured, gesturing at the room of massive popcorn kernels. "It's still a little.. Turn me.. you're an elf!" He stared at Elrond, astonished.
Why no, pixies aren't subtle creatures.

[vaultofstars]

Elrond glanced at the huge kernels, cocking an unusually perfect eyebrow, a little perplexed. This tiny winged person was indicating that he thought he was giant foodstuffs previously? How strange. But then again, this was a strange place.

He smiled slightly at the pixie, finding himself a bit amused. "I am Elrond Half-Elven, of Imladris. And yes, most would call me an Elf. But I fear that I do not know what to call you, small one."

[pixie_jenks]

Jenks hovered closer to Elrond, peering at him curiously.
"Half-Elf huh? I thought most of you guys were in the ever-after, or died out after the Turn. Never thought I'd see one in person."

He seemed to shake himself, "Sorry! Call me Jenks." The pixie sniffed, "You don't smell like a regular elf. You smell like.. like growing things," he said, unable to quite convey what he meant.