- Pronouns
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As written by @Script, @Machina Somnium, and @Cowpoke Cale
In an attempt to pay more attention to reality, or what was supposed to be It, Ezra added his own thumbs up gesture towards their newest companion.
"Awww" Cooed Ezrael beside him. Ezra sighed and went to pat his head. But he remembered… technically, he couldn't. So he put both his hands on the Va'nyrian lance's haft. His head was starting to hurt. He felt like his brain and spirit were being pulled apart. Like… he was out of pace with reality and existing only halfway in it. The nausea was making a comeback as well. So he leaned against a wall and took a couple of deep breaths. Right. They were meant to ask Hemwy questions. To learn more about their environment. He looked at the group and then at… at what he had of his partner, with sadness. What the fuck was wrong with him? Jace looked like he was fine. Hadn't they spent more or less the same amount of time in the void?. Or maybe they hadn't at all.
Jace shot Ezra a brief glance. Between the antlers, the murmuring and the unusual gestures, he was pretty sure their unusual companion could use some time for recovery before they went anywhere requiring action, even if the questions proved fruitless. “Alright, sure,” he said, looking back to Kai and Hemwy. “Question time. At least from how I interpreted our countdown clock, an intel briefing isn’t going to be the difference between life or death.” He hoped so, at least. It wasn’t a given, with how abrupt some of their companions’ disappearances had been, but there was no planning for something like that either way.
“Sweet,” Kai slipped through into the room and slouched down into one of the sleekly curved office chairs that had been pushed to the side of the room, rolling it a few feet and spinning in place once before coming back around to face the others. “First of all, glad to see that spinny chairs have continued to stand the test of time and the spans of civilisations. Second of all…”
He pressed his hands together in front of his face. “Where are we, how did we get here, and why did Ezra see the time knife? That’s three questions all at once but I figure they’ve gotta be related.”
The room wasn't exactly what Ezra would call cozy. Its design was very… civilized, very pragmatic. He got up only to get inside along with the humans and then laid his deer half down again. He moved one of the chairs, making it spin slowly. Making Ezrael spin slowly. He had had a lot more time in spaces like these. Maybe even liked them. But Ezra hadn't been with him then. And so, the ghost was uncharacteristically silent. It was unsettling, but it gave Ezra de chance to focus on there here and now.
"I saw what?..." He asked, looking at Kai with a very confused expression. Was it young people slang again? Human slang?.
“Don’t worry about it,” Kai waved a hand. “Like, eight times out of ten if I say something that sounds like it doesn’t actually mean anything then just assume I’m making an obscure reference to something you don’t know about.”
“You’d think it would be because you’re from a different world, but most of the time I don’t get them either,” Jace murmured.
"Ah… it's happened to me before then." He shared a look with Ezrael. "My kids used to do that too, half the time we never knew what they were talking about." He spoke, with a fond smile on his face.
In an attempt to pay more attention to reality, or what was supposed to be It, Ezra added his own thumbs up gesture towards their newest companion.
"Awww" Cooed Ezrael beside him. Ezra sighed and went to pat his head. But he remembered… technically, he couldn't. So he put both his hands on the Va'nyrian lance's haft. His head was starting to hurt. He felt like his brain and spirit were being pulled apart. Like… he was out of pace with reality and existing only halfway in it. The nausea was making a comeback as well. So he leaned against a wall and took a couple of deep breaths. Right. They were meant to ask Hemwy questions. To learn more about their environment. He looked at the group and then at… at what he had of his partner, with sadness. What the fuck was wrong with him? Jace looked like he was fine. Hadn't they spent more or less the same amount of time in the void?. Or maybe they hadn't at all.
Jace shot Ezra a brief glance. Between the antlers, the murmuring and the unusual gestures, he was pretty sure their unusual companion could use some time for recovery before they went anywhere requiring action, even if the questions proved fruitless. “Alright, sure,” he said, looking back to Kai and Hemwy. “Question time. At least from how I interpreted our countdown clock, an intel briefing isn’t going to be the difference between life or death.” He hoped so, at least. It wasn’t a given, with how abrupt some of their companions’ disappearances had been, but there was no planning for something like that either way.
“Sweet,” Kai slipped through into the room and slouched down into one of the sleekly curved office chairs that had been pushed to the side of the room, rolling it a few feet and spinning in place once before coming back around to face the others. “First of all, glad to see that spinny chairs have continued to stand the test of time and the spans of civilisations. Second of all…”
He pressed his hands together in front of his face. “Where are we, how did we get here, and why did Ezra see the time knife? That’s three questions all at once but I figure they’ve gotta be related.”
The room wasn't exactly what Ezra would call cozy. Its design was very… civilized, very pragmatic. He got up only to get inside along with the humans and then laid his deer half down again. He moved one of the chairs, making it spin slowly. Making Ezrael spin slowly. He had had a lot more time in spaces like these. Maybe even liked them. But Ezra hadn't been with him then. And so, the ghost was uncharacteristically silent. It was unsettling, but it gave Ezra de chance to focus on there here and now.
"I saw what?..." He asked, looking at Kai with a very confused expression. Was it young people slang again? Human slang?.
“Don’t worry about it,” Kai waved a hand. “Like, eight times out of ten if I say something that sounds like it doesn’t actually mean anything then just assume I’m making an obscure reference to something you don’t know about.”
“You’d think it would be because you’re from a different world, but most of the time I don’t get them either,” Jace murmured.
"Ah… it's happened to me before then." He shared a look with Ezrael. "My kids used to do that too, half the time we never knew what they were talking about." He spoke, with a fond smile on his face.