i. we keep this love in a photograph; [Mai for one happily takes to the mittens and earmuffs. She has no love of the cold and escapes it eagerly after the long trek through the snow and cold that it took to get to Nadril itself.
She's not too keen on just wandering around out in the cold either but they're here to learn and Mai isn't about to slack off in that regard. She's not exactly from a technological world and would much rather get back to what bit of a life she has back in Wyver rather than play around with the technology.
She's brooding just a touch when she passes by one of the winged bots. She just takes it for some kind of insect before she can realize it's too cold here for those. And in that time there's a flash and the thing is spitting out pieces of paper at her.
No, it's not paper exactly. It's thicker, like paper used for cards or backing or such. They float to the ground and Mai has to bend to pick them up. She picks up a random one and then comes to a standstill once she's turned it over, a little wide-eyed at it.]
... What?
[She directs a sharp look up to the insect-like robot, her expression suddenly anything but pleased, only to find it's already gone.]
ii. do you dare?; [There's the mission, yes, and Mai is more than keen to continue. It's night now though and after dealing with the bitterly cold walk, photos and everything else since Ysverai, Mai feels she deserves a few moments to forget it all.
So she's here at The Frosty Tap Cantina, a mixed drink in hand that she somehow managed to concot herself earlier, and she's actually taking part in the game of dare here. Mostly because the current dare is indeed "make someone with a poker face smile".
And here sits Mai, drink in hand and her tried and trusty apathetic expression in place.]
So? Get to it.
[Make her smile, if you dare, or maybe progress things from there.]
iii. scheme after scheme after scheme; [Magda hadn't proved too talkative after everything he revealed and Mai is frankly too mad to stick around to see if he'll end up more talkative eventually. She paces just outside of that communication tower, her breath white against the cold even if she doesn't entirely feel it thanks to the equipment.
She glances up to whoever comes out after with a tight expression, then continues pacing back and forth as she tries to order her thoughts and her feelings into neat rows. Or at least understandable ones.]
Darma's leash. Like I wanted to be on it? Like any of us did?!
iv. wildcard; [Feel free to throw any of the other prompts as me, from the walk here to searching for parts for Magda! If you have any questions, just shoot me a PM. c:]
Mai | ATLA | OTA
[Mai for one happily takes to the mittens and earmuffs. She has no love of the cold and escapes it eagerly after the long trek through the snow and cold that it took to get to Nadril itself.
She's not too keen on just wandering around out in the cold either but they're here to learn and Mai isn't about to slack off in that regard. She's not exactly from a technological world and would much rather get back to what bit of a life she has back in Wyver rather than play around with the technology.
She's brooding just a touch when she passes by one of the winged bots. She just takes it for some kind of insect before she can realize it's too cold here for those. And in that time there's a flash and the thing is spitting out pieces of paper at her.
No, it's not paper exactly. It's thicker, like paper used for cards or backing or such. They float to the ground and Mai has to bend to pick them up. She picks up a random one and then comes to a standstill once she's turned it over, a little wide-eyed at it.]
... What?
[She directs a sharp look up to the insect-like robot, her expression suddenly anything but pleased, only to find it's already gone.]
ii. do you dare?;
[There's the mission, yes, and Mai is more than keen to continue. It's night now though and after dealing with the bitterly cold walk, photos and everything else since Ysverai, Mai feels she deserves a few moments to forget it all.
So she's here at The Frosty Tap Cantina, a mixed drink in hand that she somehow managed to concot herself earlier, and she's actually taking part in the game of dare here. Mostly because the current dare is indeed "make someone with a poker face smile".
And here sits Mai, drink in hand and her tried and trusty apathetic expression in place.]
So? Get to it.
[Make her smile, if you dare, or maybe progress things from there.]
iii. scheme after scheme after scheme;
[Magda hadn't proved too talkative after everything he revealed and Mai is frankly too mad to stick around to see if he'll end up more talkative eventually. She paces just outside of that communication tower, her breath white against the cold even if she doesn't entirely feel it thanks to the equipment.
She glances up to whoever comes out after with a tight expression, then continues pacing back and forth as she tries to order her thoughts and her feelings into neat rows. Or at least understandable ones.]
Darma's leash. Like I wanted to be on it? Like any of us did?!
iv. wildcard;
[Feel free to throw any of the other prompts as me, from the walk here to searching for parts for Magda! If you have any questions, just shoot me a PM. c:]