[color=#F87217]“Was making a joke, kid. Don’t take things too seriously, yeah?”[/color] Epsilon grinned, giving the guy a playful nudge on the shoulder. [color=#F87217]“You’ll get an aneurysm or something.”[/color] She took another leisurely puff, this time making a well and proper effort to aim the smoke away from his face. [color=#F87217]“Wish I had some fancy powers that’d let me make a hood or something. Word of the wise, kid- if you ever learn how to change shape one day, pack an extra set of clothes somewhere. Unless you’re into the whole nudist thing.”[/color] She seemed content enough to ramble, only his question of why she was even hanging around giving her some sort of pause. Epsilon mulled over the question for a few seconds. Took a few more puffs. Dusted off some ash.

[color=#F87217]“I was bored,”[/color] Epsilon finally said. [color=#F87217]“Looking for something to do.”[/color]

She gave a little shrug, then whipped the box of cigarettes from her coat pocket and held it out in offering to the other. [color=#F87217]“Smoke?”[/color] Epsilon didn’t really think the guy would take her up on the offer- he seemed more the type to wander around guitar shops, brooding and talking about the pain in his heart or something. Still, it wouldn’t hurt to offer him some courtesy. 

As Pozusy approached, Epsilon didn’t react. Or really seem to notice his presence at all. She just kept idly puffing, even as he appeared behind them, whispering threats into their ear before reappearing in front of them. She sort of blinked upon catching proper sight of the creature, smacked her lips a little, then spoke up.

[color=#F87217]“Sounds like a hell of a time, honestly.”[/color] She shook another bit of ash loose of the cigarette. [color=#F87217]“‘Specially since chaos isn’t that bad of a thing. You ever gone to a place without it?”[/color] Epsilon spat. [color=#F87217]“No offense to the good folk making their living there, but I can’t stand it, myself. Need a little bit of spice to shake things up.”[/color] She found herself reminiscing about times long since past. The scent of copper and sweat. 

Epsilon blinked, then shook her head a bit. Probably not a good time to go daydreaming.

[@akirashadow][@The One]

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[color=#848482]“Isaiah?”[/color] Dawn considered the name for a moment, before nodding her head a little to herself. [color=#848482]“That’s a lovely name.”[/color] She didn’t comment further on the matter. The man, Isaiah, seemed suspicious of the question as it stood already. As if he were expecting her to suddenly whip out a contract, giving a 90s movie era villain laugh and telling him he had somehow signed his soul away there on the spot. Not entirely surprising, given his nature.

Her brow rose a little. [color=#848482]“Well. It’s not every day you meet a member of the fair folk. I suppose this is, ah, a chance for both of us to meet different sorts of people, isn’t it?”[/color] She smiled warmly. [color=#848482]“I’m glad that you’re, um, getting a chance to explore your dreams. In the fullest, that is.”[/color]

At Isaiah’s question, she gave another nod. [color=#848482]“We use magic, yes- although the, ah, the exact type depends on the mage. Mine is largely based around psychic ability and, uh, shadows. In a way. For example…”[/color] Dawn took a deep breath, then stepped back into the shade that the forest provided. As her body faded away, seeming to blur into the darkness, she could almost [i]feel[/i] it, as keenly as she would her own right arm. In her mind’s eye, she could see the extensions of the point that she had disappeared into, the shadows criss-crossing into pathways for her to cross. After a moment of deliberation, she took a path, slipping through them before bursting into view some distance away from where she had disappeared. She gave a sort of half-wave at Isaiah before vanishing again, and popping out in her original location.

[color=#848482]“Like that,”[/color] Dawn said, blinking a little in the sunlight. Her vision cleared just in time to see the pegasus from before come wandering up, talking in somewhat stilted language and bowing respectfully. Despite her initial surprise, Dawn returned the gesture regardless, brushing some of her hair behind her ear.

[color=#848482]“My name is Dawn. It’s, ah. Nice to meet you, Celeste.”[/color]

Making casual conversation with a pegasus also had to be a first. 

[@Prosaic][@The One]