Project 1: [voice] un: hello

[unluckynumberseven]

[The Eluvio definitely made him nervous, bringing back memories of a different highly technological setting, but Emil had already made the decision to keep his weird skull-like head up and carry on. That was all there was to do, right? So even though he was scared, he was not only going to wear the strange clothes they gave him and try his best at his first ever real job, but he was going to... try to talk to new people.

It still felt like a real accomplishment, even if he did feel a lot safer not using the video feed. He just didn't want to scare anyone..]

Hello, everyone! My name is Emil.

[There. A perfectly normal thing to say! He could do this. He was going to ignore his anxieties and be brave like his friends.]

This is really confusing, but... as long as I'm here, I want to help! I can use magic, and I can fight with it, so if anyone needs a helping hand, like in a dangerous situation... I could do that.

[He can feel himself growing more and more self-conscious, so he hurries to wrap it up.]

Oh! And... does anyone know where I could get some gloves? Really small ones?

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VOICE; UN: REAPER

[hellshot]

[The first voice to answer poor Emil would be one that's echoing in nature, raspy on the edges, and certainly not as friendly as Emil was trying to be.]

Plenty of places to buy and trade in the fleet. But if you're desperate for something that's sized to you, then you could pay someone to make a set for you. Gloves aren't that hard a make.

[Not that he'd offer his own services right away--he's not nice.]

What I'm more interested in is this magic of yours. What exactly is it that you can do.

[Magic doesn't really exist where he's from--and he's become curious about it since he got here.]

[unluckynumberseven]

Yeah, well I never learned how!

[But, childish petulance aside, he is definitely eager to prove himself to this stranger.]

Oh, I know a lot of magic now! I can... do magic attacks, and heal a little bit, and fly...

[There's a somewhat suspicious pause where Emil hopes Reaper will interrupt him and ask more questions, but in the ensuing silence, he slowly finishes the thought.]

Um. Also, I can turn people to stone and back again, but I don't really like doing that. So, I mostly meant the other stuff, if it could help.

[hellshot]

[Heal and fly... that sounds irritatingly similar to someone else he knows, but it's magic instead of fucked up science, so he'll give the other a bit of a pass. He lets out a scoff, almost like a laugh.]

Should learn how. Never know when you'll find being able to sew useful. That aside.

Being able to petrify things sounds... interesting. But the healing I'm most interested in.

You'll find yourself useful in a place like this, if you can fix wounds.
Do you need gloves due to the temperatures in this place? Some of the living quarters have heat that can't be adjusted. [So he'd understand.]

un: el rey

[shabby]

[ Vaas is probably not the sort of person one ought to meet upon arrival, or ever, but here he is. It's been a while since he's had the harder drugs, so he's a bit more lucid than he has been in the past. But linear conversations might still be a bit of a chore. Being off the drugs can only do so much. ]

Why do you need tiny gloves?

[unluckynumberseven]

[Considering the company this kid keeps in canon, Vaas isn't that big of a step down.]

They're for my hands. Every time I tap on the screen or move my finger around on it, it makes a... noise. And I don't want to scratch it, it looks really cool and expensive.

[Honestly is definitely the best policy, even if telling the truth is a little awkward.]

[shabby]

You like to take care of your shit. I get that. That's good. That's very responsible.

[ Yes, Vaas Montenegro, the paragon of responsibility and taking care of one's things. ]

You know you can get little pens for this, no? A little stylus. Makes touching the buttons easier if you have problems with your fingers.

text | un: artsy

[angele]

What kind of magic can you do?

Sorry about the gloves, though. I don't have any, but maybe they sell them somewhere here? There are a lot of stores here.

[voice still]

[unluckynumberseven]

Uh, typing is a little hard, so I hope it's okay if I keep talking like this! It's okay if you don't want to, though.

But I have a lot more magic than I used to. I can use it to fight, and I can heal people a little. And I can... well, actually, I've always been able to turn people to stone. But now I can control it and I can turn people back so it's a lot less scary.

voice now too

[angele]

That's okay! It's what I'm used to, but I can do this too.

[ There's a small laugh about the stone part. ] Well at least you can turn people back now. I don't know how much fighting and healing will be needed, but apparently it'll come up some day. From what I've heard from the others. So that's really helpful. Probably the stone part too if there's a really bad threat.

text, un: jjones

[slackbeard]

last I checked the glove store only had stuff in small, not really small, but maybe they've updated the stock

you got cold hands or are those key to your whole fighting magic routine?

[unluckynumberseven]

Wow, you guys really like to write letters on this thing, don't you? I'm sorry, but for right now I'd like to keep doing this if it's okay.

It's not really that my hands get cold or anything, I think they'd just help me use this cool wrist thingy they gave me.

audio; user: katsuki

[yokunaru]

Hi, Emil. [He can tell just from the message that he's new, so Yuuri does his best to sound friendly instead of standoffish. And he'll go for the easier topic first.]

How small do you need the gloves to be?

[unluckynumberseven]

Hi! Nice to meet you!

[There's a pause as he looks down at his skeletal hands, trying to assess the size he needs.

He doesn't have a clue.]

I guess... child sized is fine? That should be good.

voice | un: v-nikiforov

[genice]

It's good to meet you, Emil! I'm Victor, and as far as your question on gloves is concerned, there's a few stores I can point you toward, if you want. How small are we speaking? Smaller than a young child's hands?

[unluckynumberseven]

Hello, Victor! Wow, there are a lot of really friendly people here!

[He's never had so many nice conversations. Maybe this place isn't as scary as he thought.]

I'm not sure what size I need. I never bought gloves before; my butler always took care of these things for me.

voice | un: kaytuesso

[k_2so]

[it's a flat tone, not very human, but he replies to the last part there.]

Small gloves should be easy to craft, so long as you have the right number of digits. Then again extra shouldn't prove a problem either.

[A pause... then...]

Magic?

[unluckynumberseven]

That's what people keep saying! But I've never tried hand crafts before. I don't think that's the solution right now.

[Hmm.]

And er, yeah, you know. Magic? Like flying, or healing, or attacking?

voice | user: RE-L124C41+

[realimperfect]

Magic? [ She seems... disbelieving, but hopeful, if that makes any damn sense. After all, if this place was real enough, and the way she was told she arrived to be believed, magic might not be too far out, right? But the far more scientific part wants to know what the hell he means by 'magic.'

Hopefully Emil doesn't mind quite the grilling... ]

There are plenty of shops around.. I haven't gone shopping specifically for gloves.. or gloves for men, but they shouldn't be too hard to find.

[unluckynumberseven]

[He wouldn't! It's kind of nice, actually. Being able to do voice communications like this means he can talk to people without worrying that he scared them.]

Yeah, a few people have said there's an accessories shop, and styluses, and a few other things I can use.

And yeah, magic. It's not that common where I'm from, but... here I am!

[A story more than a thousand years in the making, put in three words. Good job explaining nothing, Emil.]

audio | (un: 2cool)

[glitterpants]

The most dangerous situation one could find themselves in is when they get entangled in the suffocating emotions of unappreciated love.
_{[ way to ice break with something so dismal, but he's trying to sound cool.. ]}

Heh.
With that magic of yours that you boast about, I doubt you could heal a broken heart.
_{[ nobody asked...... ]}

I'm crying it hurts already

[unluckynumberseven]

Um... you're probably right about that. It has its limitations for sure.

[He frets a bit, wondering how to respond to this guy. Is it a joke? Is he reciting poetry? Or maybe he's suffering from unrequited love and trying to talk about it?

Detective Emil is on the case!]

Do you really think unappreciated love is the worst? What about lost love? Or never finding it at all?

text; un; tonyhawkprosk85

[shenunigans]

cant believe you just admitted to everyone that you have tiny hands
like
check it out everyone
this guy has shriveled little paws like some sort of humanoid rodent
unless thats what you actually are in which case pics pls
also how are you going to lend a helping hand if your hands are so tiny

fuck outta here with that usernameldkfjgl;kjgs;d oh and [voice]

[unluckynumberseven]

Hey, my hands are normal-sized! Almost! You shouldn't say things like that to strangers.

[He doesn't sound super offended, just pouty. Definitely a kid.]

I'm not a rodent or anything.

video | un: morning glory

[finethanks]

Fufu, hello Emil! Welcome. ♪ I'm Eichi Tenshouin. If it's gloves that you want, I have a good eye for uniform design. I'm sure we could find someone in the mall to make you some gloves.

[voice still]

[unluckynumberseven]

Thank you! It's nice to meet you, Eichi.

[Ooh! A fashionable guy. How cool is that?]

Really? I didn't think about matching them with these weird uniforms. Do you think they can do that?