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[morganknight]

You've reached Morgan Knight.
And I'm not here.
Go.

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[colchismagecraft]

That's a relief... I can't say I'd know the first thing about cars, though. They were somewhat after my time.

[Have you seen how awful she is with modern tech?]

So how have you found working here?

[morganknight]

[No, but it's a safe assumption. He still thinks she'd love his car.]

Reminds me of growing up, actually. We used to work in the fields at my school, for discipline and training purposes.

[colchismagecraft]

[She'll take a nice car over a boat, so...you never know?]

Oh, really? So all of you were involved?

I suppose the closest I've done to manual labor like this was helping out aboard the ship when we were at sea, but even then I mostly relied on my magic

[morganknight]

Yep. It was a boarding school, so the whole 'earn your keep' part fed into that. And it worked great, I think. At the very least I don't have any problem with physical labor!

You do seem like you'd have relied on your magic for most things, though.

[colchismagecraft]

I see... I suppose this is what you're you used to, then. You said that was where you learned martial arts as well, didn't you?

And of course, when you're as powerful as Sorceress as I am, using your magic to solve most problems comes naturally.

[It was at that point that a house-cat sized skeletal dragon bounded over to investigate the picnic, climbing up onto Caster's lap and peering at Morgan curiously.]

... There you are, little one.

[morganknight]

[Morgan gets about a syllable into a reply when he has to slap his hands over his mouth and bend over slightly, body shaking. Lest Caster worry, after managing to suck in some air he gets the fierce giggles just a little bit under control.]

Oh my god, he's so cute!

[colchismagecraft]

[The little dragon was fierce, dammit! And just to emphasise that it was just as scary and intimidating as it's mistress, it stood up proudly on it's back legs and gave Morgan a roar! ... Which ended up sounding like an adorable baby crocodile and did nothing to help it's case.

Even Caster couldn't help but chuckle- both at Morgan's reaction and at her familiar's antics.]

Stop that, you.

[morganknight]

Look, if you don't behave, I'll have to bring out my own fierce protector. [Morgan waggles a finger at the little guy.] Before the might and wrath of Typhon, you'll quake! Quake I tells ya!

[colchismagecraft]

Typhon, hm? Now I'm curious.

[Whilst Caster seemed intrigued by the prospect, the little dragon stared up at Morgan's finger like it was a challenge, wriggling itself ready to pounce!

Judging from the way it was wagging it's tail though, it did seem to be having fun.]

[morganknight]

[No chance to pounce -- because Morgan withdraws that hand to plunge it into his coat. A deep reach into an inner pocket later, and he produces...]

Behold! Typon, the Slayer of Fingers, the Ever-Watching, the Bitey!

[Nine hydra heads raise on nine hydra necks from one tiny hydra body. Three of them regard Caster, curiously; two of them eye the dragon instead. One of them is attempting to steal the sandwich in Morgan's other hand. Two of them are furiously wrangling a scrap of cloth, striving for dominance. The last one is asleep.]

[colchismagecraft]

Ah~ You have a little hydra~!

[Her eyes light up, what a cutie it was!

Caster's familiar definitely saw this as a challenge, puffing itself up to prove it was best familiar thank you.]

[morganknight]

[Morgan's eyes go wide for a second, before he squeezes them shut. All his effort and energy are now going to stop him from giggling furiously over how absolutely adorable Caster is.]

[Typhon, meanwhile, turns three of his head to look at the little dragon in a weird triangle pattern. The two tussling heads have now both grabbed Morgan's thumb and are trying to pull it in opposite directions. It doesn't really hurt at all.]

[colchismagecraft]

That doesn't hurt you, does it?

[Is...that why he's shutting his eyes like that?

At this rate it was going to lead to the two familiars playfighting, wasn't it? Her dragon was certainly trying to size up the opposition!]

[morganknight]

Naw, he's harmless. It's a twinge at most. He's only playing.

[Typhon can probably be fiercer, but he's never seen it. Even if the little hydra is hissing challenge at the tiny dragon.]

[colchismagecraft]

[Yup, tiny dragon was making super intimidating little crocodile noises!]

He's a bad influence on the little one.

[morganknight]

Typhon's not doing anything, don't besmirch him.

[Typhon has shifted a full five heads to looking at her dragon, though he looks more perplexed than intimidated.]

[colchismagecraft]

He is looking unfairly adorable and getting the little one all riled up.

[Darn it, Typhon was not looking intimidated! The dragon watched him, plotting it's next move...]

[morganknight]

Turnabout's fair play, Caster. It's just revenge for you doing that to me.

[Griiin.]

1/2

[colchismagecraft]

What do you-

[Give her a second.]

2/2

[colchismagecraft]

[Oh she was so glad she had her hood up, her cheeks flushing red.]

I am not adorable!!

That's Saber, I'm not-

Morgan!!

[morganknight]

Caster, you are totally adorable. I'm sorry, I can't help it. I don't make the rules. [He shrugs, totally willing to pretend he's completely helpless in the face of such overwhelming obviousness.]

You know, I think you and I have a similar thing going on, actually. And you're gonna hate me for what that implies.

[colchismagecraft]

And you're the worst.

[Yup, under that hood she was definitely pouting, which did absolutely nothing to help her case.]

...Explain.

[How on earth did he jump from being adorable to being alike?]

[morganknight]

You put on a show to hide what's underneath, too.

[Does Morgan do that too? Well, look at what came out of him when she'd been looking to take a life. Despite everything, Morgan runs far, far deeper mentally and philosophically than he shows.]

[Deep enough that his convictions could quote literally change reality. That's how Magick-with-a-k works, after all. He might not be able to do it here, but that didn't make him any less of a strong (stubborn) personality.]

You just have a lot more trouble letting go of that show.

[colchismagecraft]

Do you really think all of this is some sort of pretence?

[And did that mean half of what Morgan presented was an act, as well?]

...I've not lied to you about everything I've done. Or what I'd do to achieve my own ends, don't mistake that.

[morganknight]

[He holds up a hand quickly.] No, no! Not a pretense. A show. Yes, absolutely a part of you is that sorceress who has committed acts of wrath and revenge, a dark and terrible presence to be feared. But that's not all there is to you at all. You put it out there front and center with the way you talk and act and dress, and try to keep the rest hidden. The part that's decent, and kind, and makes sandwiches for a friend, and gets flustered or nervous... You don't want people to see that, not at first, anyway.