tushanshu_logs | Open RP/Catch-All: IXIS NAUGUS

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Open RP/Catch-All: IXIS NAUGUS

Characters: Ixis Naugus and You! Anyone! Come on down!
Date: All of January
Location: His home is in the Earth Sector (2D) and he’s easily found there. He can also show up most anywhere if you wanted to name a new location to run into him. He’s sneaky and keen on exploring, be it by foot, air or shadows. Whatever you want, man, I’m here for YOU.
Situation: Catch-all! Open RP! Confrontation! Anything!
Warnings/Rating: None presently.

The earth sector gained a very unusual resident earlier this month and it seemed it only took him a few days to get cozy. The only exterior change to the unit is the absence of a door. In its place is several faceted green gems, thick and flat, all irising inwards to make an opaque, jagged barrier. There is no doorknob, no hinges, sliding mechanisms, nothing discernible as a way to open it.

Inside, should anyone get to see it, has changed just as drastically as the entrance. Every surface is a single, cohesive one. Shelves cut into the stone wall itself, tables sprouting from the same, stairs hewn in earth with bannisters of emerald green. Seams of the crystal are visible in all surfaces as well, forming more delicate objects and elaborations. Overall, the mage has terraformed his whole suite, morphing the earthen material into a lair more to his liking, changing and contorting it to crystal where earth may not be present. Runes are inscribed into walls, circles reminiscent of alchemy etched in green on the floor.

The only exception to this transformation is the terminal, the area around it obviously untouched, as well as the device itself.

The mage has been busy and he is pleased with the fruits of his labour.

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It's taken her a little while to find him. Alright scratch that, a long while. Her first assumptions on just how big a turtles back could ever be has been blown well and truly out of the water. This place is huge compared to what Sarah ever imagined.

Standing a little ways outside the door, or lack of, Sarah checks and double checks the address he'd given her. Only way to find out if she's got the right apartment is to knock. Or well, she would if there were a door. Sarah settles for the next best thing she can think of.

"Hello..?" she calls out, voice a little quieter than planned. "I'm uh, looking for Mister Naugus?"

Outwardly, there doesn't appear to be any sign that she's been heard. But someone is peering out from the other side of the opaque, door-replacing gemstones. It's a few moments until there is a crack, a series of fissures splintering in the flat green surfaces. Then they retract inwards, or perhaps are shrinking? It's hard to tell what the action they're taking is, but they're retreating all the same. Leaving the doorway open, and allowing a monstrous-looking mage to step out, staff in hand.

Naugus' ears perk upright in surprise when he recognizes who's come to call, which is good, because he originally wore a look of annoyance at being disturbed.

"Oh! Ms. Sarah! It seems you've managed to find me."

She's about to turn and leave, to give up her search in favor of checking out the area a little more when she hears the crack. Sarah freezes on the spot, body ready to run at the first sign of trouble. Maybe this was a bad idea after all. Still, she can't quite look away.

And then he's there, and Sarah sighs with relief. This time she doesn't flinch, even if his appearance is more than a little startling. The girl lifts a hand in a half-wave and smiles a little.

"Hey there. Hope I'm not interrupting anything?"

Seeing Naugus in person is probably a fresh scare in a lot of ways. First of all, he's right there in front of you. Second of all, one gets to take in all his physical oddities in one go. That crab claw in place of a left hand, for instance. And the long tail that drags behind him.

The mage smiles and gives the girl an overly dramatic bow. Twirl of the claw, rest it on his chest, then dip down.

"Not at all! Are you traveling alone, though?" He straightens and looks up and down the street past Sarah, wondering and hoping to spot some kind of adult supervision. When he spies none, he looks down at her again, sighing. "Still no appointed caregiver, I take it?"

The bow makes her smile and Sarah gives a poor attempt at one in return. Try as she might not to stare, she just can't help herself. There's too much going on, too much to see and the tail is just downright cool. She's polite enough not to say so, for the moment at least.

At his question, Sarah shakes her head and shrugs her shoulders. "Nope, just me today. I've met a few people around that are helping me out but I kinda wanted to look around a bit today."

"Seems reckless to me, calling in children and then not appointing them guardians," he grumbles. "Unless that is how kedan treat their young? Bah. Regardless, it seems you have found adults to help you. That is ideal."

Is he among these adults? He might not consider himself if asked, but Sarah DID come to visit him and he IS showing concern for her wellbeing.

"Come in, if you'd like, child. I can prepare something to eat if you have not already." Naugus waves her in towards the open archway where the crystal wall had previously been blocking. "You can tell me what you've seen of the turtle thus far."

Immediate entry into his suite already demonstrates it's not your typical living space, even for one in the earth sector. Everything being fused to or springing from a cohesive stone surface being the biggest clue. Though it's not craggy and rough-hewn like a cave wall would be, there is still a textural sense that this was shaped and formed, not carved. Also, green crystals everywhere, filling cracks and making seams in every surface, as well as being the material many ornaments and tools are crafted from.

"I'm doing alright, I think. It's weird and all, but I'll get used to it," she says with a small smile. "They helped me find new clothes and we're tryin' to work out a job for me soooo, I guess that's a start."

Baby steps are how she'll get through this. Sarah's just going to focus on one thing at a time. Visiting Naugus however is something of a treat to herself.

At the invitation to come inside, Sarah starts forward and stops just outside the door, staring up at it in awe. "Mr. Naugus, did you do all this?"

"Hm? Yes, I did. The unit they had given me was sorely lacking in what I require and prefer. So I just got to work and reshaped it to something more pleasing." He looks exceptionally proud of himself, all the more so that someone is impressed with his work!

The mage looks over the door and decides to reform the gem wall with a wave of his staff, but this time with a functioning doorknob and hinges. He'd feel kind of weird if it seemed he was trapping Sarah in here. It doesn't even matter if she notices the difference in barriers, he feels better with this being the case anyhow. Barely appears to take him any effort anyhow.

His crafting doesn't stop there either. Naugus makes his way to what appears to be the eating and food-preparing alcove and takes a moment to wave his staff again. A shimmering, a crackling and a crystalline stool for Sarah to sit at the table takes form! Who needs furniture when you can make whatever you need off the cuff?

"Work? Good, good to keep yourself occupied. Keep yourself productive!" Naugus is rummaging at his shelves and cupboards now (also all crystal and earth or a mix of both), seeing what he has available.

The girl looks on with awe, forever fascinated by what she's seeing. Three's nothing like this at home, at least nothing real, and Sarah's completely spellbound by the whole ordeal.

In passing through the door into his home, she can't help but run a hand along the door frame. Barely, she suppresses her excitement at touching real live magic, though it still shows a little on her face. Once inside she stops and stares.

"Wow. This is... Whoa." It's the best she can manage.

Eyes still on everything around her, and brain still processing that holy shit yes he did actually just make that stool appear from nowhere, Sarah slides onto the seat.

"S-sorry?" Sarah stammers, realizing full well that she's been so absorbed in the magic she's hardly heard a word he's said.

"Work, Ms. Sarah! You said you're looking for something to keep yourself occupied. What are you pursuing? What are your options?" He sets down an earthenware bowl of crackers onto the table, gesturing for her to help herself. They're simple and salted, handmade kedan snacks; not fancy but pretty tasty!

Naugus doesn't take a seat as well just yet; he rummages some more and comes up with a small kettle, one of the few things likely not crafted by him, going by the kedan-style paint and designs on it. Crystal doesn't heat well and earthen pots ruin the taste. Water is conjured with a point of the finger, the stove lit with a snap of the finger. The mage does it all quickly and casually enough that it's clear this is just standard procedure for him. Magic's the only way to get things done. Once the kettle's put onto boil, he leans an elbow on the table, claw hooking on his belt.

"Also, tell me of what you've seen of the turtle so far! I have been falling behind in my own exploring."

"Well..." Sarah shrugs and reaches for a cracker. "Nothing really just yet? It's more a case of I need something to do for money. I'm still workin' out what to even start with."

She's a little disappointed with herself for not having a better answer. Here he is doing all this amazing stuff and that's the best she's got. "I'll work something out though. Maybe I can bug Ellie to teach me to hunt like she does. Or help out in a shop or something!"

Nibbling away at the crackers, Sarah watches him work, forever in awe of what Ixis can do. "I've mostly just been looking around the wood sector, so far at least. Just uh, working out where everything is. There's some really cool people here too!"

"If it makes you feel any better, I've just been doing dribs and drabs here and there. Magical favours for the kedans living around me, crafting crystal reagents and trinkets for the curious. Hardly the work suiting a wizard of my ability; that's all street magic and hedgewitch nonsense. But we start where we must!"

The kettle's started to whistle by now and Naugus turns back to the stove to fetch it. Tea leaves are dropped into two crystal cups with his good hand, while the kettle hangs from his claw by its handle. And then he's soon back over to the table, setting one cup in front of Sarah and the other in front of him. "Let it steep, child," he warns. Don't drink tea before it's tea! Besides, it's hot.

"But fear not, I've already offered my services to the Emperor as a court mage!" Naugus says once he's finally settled in a conjured seat of his own. "I served under two different kings back in my prime zone, you know. I was both generations' chief magical adviser." He puffs up with pride. Yeah, he's a pretty big deal back home.

It's both a comfort and a worry that he's been working in dribs and drabs. On one hand, it's another option of gaining income without anything concrete. On the other, she doesn't have any magic to do things like he does.

She's torn from her thoughts when the tea is set before her, and Sarah nods at the instructions that come with it. "Yep, got it," comes the reply, even if she wonders just how long is long enough.
Sarah settles for following his actions in regards to tea. She can't mess up if she's playing copycat, can she?

As Ixis continues, Sarah's attention quickly shifts back to his each and every word. There's no missing what a big deal he is back home and she immediately feels like she's in the company of a celebrity. After all, Ixis worked for kings. She looks to him with awe.

"Are you... So whoa, you're kinda really important where you come from, huh?" And older than she thought. "Have you had many apprentices? Did you teach the king magic?"

"I have had a handful of apprentices over the years, my most loyal being a boy named Geoffrey. He's really only gotten the slightest understanding of air magicks, but he's still a helpful lad; whip-smart and has utmost faith in me and my abilities. Not sure if he's entirely cut out for magic, however. He puts up such a fuss over things like shadowmelding and applying himself further than just becoming mist."

He frowns a little, thinking back to said apprentice. Naugus had been pulled from Mobius just when things were falling into place, and then falling back out of place thanks to the Doctor's superweapon. When would Naugus go back? Would he be the same person then, with the same ambitions? It could be years before he's returned! Though he's no stranger to agonizingly long waiting games while displaced...

He shakes his head to clear this line of thought and takes a sip of tea. "But yes. I'm quite important where I come from. I served King Frederick until his son, Maximilian, took to the throne and I continued to serve him. I watched the prince grow from a child to a upstanding ruler! Though when war began, things grew a little complex. The king and I both were exiled to a harsh land and he needed my magic to survive. I granted it readily and in his gratitude, he swore knighthood and fealty to me, promising me the Kingdom of Acorn when we returned! So not only am I a powerful elementalist, a court mage, but a destined wizard-king as well!"

He could talk about himself and how cool he is for a good long while, really.

There's a few things Sarah takes from this; first that air magicks and shadowmelding are a thing and second that the tea is safe to drink. While he speaks, she focuses on that second and sips at her own tea as important point three comes to light.

At the announcement he's to be king, Sarah about spits said tea everywhere. A hand to her mouth is all that saves both of them.

"Y-you're gonna be king!?" With all that's been happening lately, she really shouldn't be surprised to hear something like this, but Sarah is caught way off guard.

"I mean, when you get the kingdom back. How... are you gonna do that? Exile doesn't sound good, and if there's a war going on then..." It's sad, in her opinion.

"My exile has been reversed, and for good, thankfully. I had been in the process of claiming my throne, in fact, when I was summoned to Tu Vishan! Primarily speaking with the standing king and council to discuss my rightful place." And deal with an angry guy with a sword calling him a villain, of course. Standard. "The war that saw me displaced has concluded, but a fresh one rises by the same man, a sworn enemy of mine, the kingdom and all living things."

He swirls his tea, the crystal glass delicately pinched between his claw. "So yes, a great deal going on in my prime zone when I was plucked up, but I will set it to rights upon my return. And what of you, Ms. Sarah? Is yours a world of only Overlanders like yourself? I suspect that is the case for many here. Alas and alack, to be the odd man out!" He dramatically covers his eyes in faux distress.

Edited 2014-01-16 09:53 (UTC)

"You can do it. I know you can." It's words of encouragement accompanied by a firm nod. Sarah has every faith in Ixis to safely claim the throne and stop the bad guy. It doesn't even cross her mind that the other guy might not be entirely the bad guy.

"Home is... well. Yeah, it's just overlanders." She pauses. "I think." And frowns. "...You might need to break down the term for me. Just to make sure I've got this right."

Naugus smiles at that encouragement. "I appreciate your support, Ms. Sarah." While his version of homeworld events are maybe just a little skewed, he has every belief that he is the hero here! So what if some strings have to be pulled here and there to pull it off?

"Overlanders are, uh. Well, like you! No fur, no spines, no tails, dry noses, rather tall. Pink and brown, round ears, a preference for technology. Why, what are they called in your realm?"

He's fantastic in her eyes. Sarah's made a few friends in this place already, but Ixis ranks in the top few.

"Oh! Alright, yeah. Yeah we're all overlanders. Everyone's like me. I mean... well, there's no one like you back home," she replies, silently hoping not to offend.

"There's no one like me back where I come from either!" He replies with a laugh and takes another drink of tea. "In looks or talents. I'm frightfully unique.

"I confess I was a mite put off when I saw the abundance of Overlanders in this realm. My people, the Mobians, do not get along well with them. There have been wars but we do our best to keep to our own affairs. Mingling is discouraged for these reasons. But as I said, I am aware I am the minority here and a guest every bit as much as the rest of us. And we are all allies, species differences or not. It did a great deal to put me at ease."

She laughs when he does and smiles as he continues, glad to of not offended. What he says is something Sarah's been aware of but hadn't really thought about. They're all in this together, all on the same side.

"Well, maybe it's good that we're all here then. I mean, you get to hang out with overlanders in a safe zone." A beat. Sarah shrugs. "Safe... ish. You know what I mean."

Or at least, she hopes he knows what she means. Again she sips at her tea and motions to it. "This is really good too. I forgot to say that before. I always have tea at home. Dad says I'm too young for coffee but I think I'm just fine."

"Coffee's too bitter to me. Age clearly doesn't matter in your feelings towards it." Like she noted earlier, this guy's pretty old, if he was able to see two generations of monarchy from his own adulthood. Also, the beard is suspect.

"And I suppose that's true. I am amongst your kind whether I like it or not. I should probably cast aside past distrust and biases if this land's war is to result in our victory. Thus far, I have found your kind to be...surprisingly diverse? There are beastly people and irritating people amongst the decent and the competent." He states this like it's some kind of surprise.

"Hoo yeah," Sarah says with a nod. "There's good and bad and angry and happy and nice and just... plain old nasty."

His surprise makes her tilt her head in question. "Isn't it the same for you? I mean, personality wise?"

"I...suppose." He kind of finds most everyone to be untrustworthy or beneath his notice, but some are...less irritating than others? Well, there were his apprentices and underlings, but even those...

"Geoffrey is an example of one who can be trusted. Uma was as well, rest her soul. The poor woman did not deserve such a wretched end, but at least her offspring saw her legacy fulfilled. Before they also met an undeserved fate. Erm." He scratches his forehead. That's actually a huge bummer now that he thinks on it properly! "...I did not mean to be so morbid. My apologies."

She frowns a little, but it's more out of concern for her friend than anything else. He's lost a few, by the sound of it. Sarah's only had a taste of that, and from a different perspective, but she can relate enough.

"It's okay," she says, voice quiet. "I'm sorry you lost anyone."

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