[ He grinned to her smile, leaning back and cocking his head to the right. ]
I like to make myself useful.
You can use it to send messages. If you unfold it, you can write your message on it, then give it either a name if it's met the person before or a place, and it will hop all the way there.
I mean, it's kind of pointless what with cell phones, but. It's fun.
It's cute. But will it run out of power? What do I do if it does?
[She might actually use this. Sure it was a bit old school and gimmicky, but she didn't dislike that, and those things could be as secure, if not more, than internet communications. She could even ad some talisman ink to it to make it self-destruct if it got intercepted by the wrong person and .... okay, she was getting a bit ahead of herself now.]
Finish your food. I'll box up the rest of mine to take home.
[ He reaches out and picks it up, turning it so that it was belly up. There was a little circle drawn there with strange symbols that didn't look like any known language. ]
If this part gets destroyed or messed up, the whole thing will just turn to ash. So don't paint over that part.
[ He hands it back and then digs into his food again, wolfing it down with relish before finishing it off. He leaned back with a happy sigh. ]
[Her eyes widened at that. When she'd told him he was out of her league the day before, she'd meant it, but she hadn't realized exactly how far out of her league.
She brought back the dishes to the kitchen and boxed up her own food for later, putting the boxes in a bag and then loudly saying goodbye before she grabbed her jacket.]
I mean eventually the paper would get torn or the ink would fade, so it's not immortal or anything, but if you take care of him he should last for a little while.
[ He pulled his own hoodie on - though didn't raise up the hood - and thrust his hands into his pockets while he waited for her, before falling in easy step next to her as she walked. ]
So you don't live with your family, then? Must be pretty expensive on your own.
I don't live with them, but that doesn't mean I pay for all of it myself. I mean, I work at the restaurant and I do other stuff too, but... they still take care of me. It's just that it's mostly guys back at the compound, and a girl needs privacy.
[Still, she was well aware that she had a privileged life, especially compared to an alley cat like him.]
I feel like my uncle just say yes because it's like giving me a bit of freedom before they start talking about marrying me off... or more likely adopting a groom into the family since, well. They can't just send me away, really.
[Old magic families were still pretty traditional when it came to marriage alliances, the whole thing more strategic than to do with any actual feelings.
She led the way to a small brownstone building, only three floors, and took the stairs to the top floor, which was apparently, just one apartment since there were no other doors. She unlocked it, took of her shoes in the hall way and called out.]
Lights on!
[The ambient lights in the living room came on illuminating a mix of traditional and modern furniture, sleek and mostly black with metallic grays, white, cream and a touch of purple in the decor. The place was clean, but with the slight mess you'd expect of a lived in space. The biggest thing that looked almost out of place was the huge sheet of rice paper on the dining room table, along with an inkstone and brush, with half of it covered with what looked like a landscape painting in traditional Chinese style. There were also a few talismans left on top of consoles and shelves here and there.]
Come in. Leave your shoes here. I'll see what I have to drink.
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She gave him a teasing smile.]
... Pretty 'handy', huh? Alright then. We'll see about that.
[She blinked at the small frog as it jumped, then held out her hand for it to climb onto.]
What does it do? Apart from hopping?
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I like to make myself useful.
You can use it to send messages. If you unfold it, you can write your message on it, then give it either a name if it's met the person before or a place, and it will hop all the way there.
I mean, it's kind of pointless what with cell phones, but. It's fun.
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[She might actually use this. Sure it was a bit old school and gimmicky, but she didn't dislike that, and those things could be as secure, if not more, than internet communications. She could even ad some talisman ink to it to make it self-destruct if it got intercepted by the wrong person and .... okay, she was getting a bit ahead of herself now.]
Finish your food. I'll box up the rest of mine to take home.
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[ He reaches out and picks it up, turning it so that it was belly up. There was a little circle drawn there with strange symbols that didn't look like any known language. ]
If this part gets destroyed or messed up, the whole thing will just turn to ash. So don't paint over that part.
[ He hands it back and then digs into his food again, wolfing it down with relish before finishing it off. He leaned back with a happy sigh. ]
Thanks. That was great.
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[Her eyes widened at that. When she'd told him he was out of her league the day before, she'd meant it, but she hadn't realized exactly how far out of her league.
She brought back the dishes to the kitchen and boxed up her own food for later, putting the boxes in a bag and then loudly saying goodbye before she grabbed her jacket.]
Come on. It's not very far from here.
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[ He pulled his own hoodie on - though didn't raise up the hood - and thrust his hands into his pockets while he waited for her, before falling in easy step next to her as she walked. ]
So you don't live with your family, then? Must be pretty expensive on your own.
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I don't live with them, but that doesn't mean I pay for all of it myself. I mean, I work at the restaurant and I do other stuff too, but... they still take care of me. It's just that it's mostly guys back at the compound, and a girl needs privacy.
[Still, she was well aware that she had a privileged life, especially compared to an alley cat like him.]
I feel like my uncle just say yes because it's like giving me a bit of freedom before they start talking about marrying me off... or more likely adopting a groom into the family since, well. They can't just send me away, really.
[Old magic families were still pretty traditional when it came to marriage alliances, the whole thing more strategic than to do with any actual feelings.
She led the way to a small brownstone building, only three floors, and took the stairs to the top floor, which was apparently, just one apartment since there were no other doors. She unlocked it, took of her shoes in the hall way and called out.]
Lights on!
[The ambient lights in the living room came on illuminating a mix of traditional and modern furniture, sleek and mostly black with metallic grays, white, cream and a touch of purple in the decor. The place was clean, but with the slight mess you'd expect of a lived in space. The biggest thing that looked almost out of place was the huge sheet of rice paper on the dining room table, along with an inkstone and brush, with half of it covered with what looked like a landscape painting in traditional Chinese style. There were also a few talismans left on top of consoles and shelves here and there.]
Come in. Leave your shoes here. I'll see what I have to drink.