3rd Fix

[technohippie]

[Quinn's still trying to get used to a "normal" day-to-day life in Mayfield... and just can't. This wholesome 1950s living is about the exact opposite of what he's used to. He's getting a bit stir-crazy. And now it's Halloween! His favorite holiday! Someone's got to be doing something, he hoped...]


H-Hey! Uh, I know I'm new and all here, and things were just kinda, shall we say, "hectic" in town, but don't tell me none of ya'll are havin' a Halloween party? Someone is, right? Talk about a waste... we should be partyin' it up. Time to kick back and have some fun after all that, ya know?


[Not exactly sure what to do with himself, Quinn will be sitting on his front porch handing out candy. He'll be dressed in an angel costume, because he thought it was kind of funny. He looks a bit mopey though. He doesn't remember the last time he's had a Halloween this lame, and he was starting to miss his family back home.]

Comments

[prodigious-mage.livejournal.com]

Great, thanks!

[Palom will proceed to take every single Butterfinger in the bowl if Quinn doesn't stop him.]

What, this? It's just my mage robes. I didn't feel like finding something in the two days between getting murdered and Halloween.

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

[Quinn doesn't really care. They're all yours!

He grins a bit.]


That's what mages wear where you're from? Can't argue with that, though. This town is just....weird.

[prodigious-mage.livejournal.com]

It's what people from Mysidia wear, actu'lly, but we're all mages. The best mages, and don't you forget it.

[Butterfinger after Butterfinger vanishing. The great Butterfinger genocide.]

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

Mysidia... I won't, buddy. What kinda mage are ya?

[He helps himself to a piece of candy as well.]

[prodigious-mage.livejournal.com]

The best mage.

[C'mon, Quinn, get with the program.]

I'm learning black magic, though.

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

That's a good answer, kid! Black magic, huh? So ya can learn any kind where you're from? That's pretty cool. I'm a technomancer myself.

[prodigious-mage.livejournal.com]

Yeah, you can mostly learn whatever you want, although you kinda need the right personality, too. Cecil wasn't learning any white magic as a Redwing, that's for sure.

Is that like when you tell the future by dancing all funny?

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

Kinda works opposite where I'm from. Whatever your specialty is tends to have an effect on ya.

[he laughs at that.] Dancin'? While I do love that, no, that ain't it. I can talk with machines 'n stuff. Well, I will once the town decides I can have it back.

[prodigious-mage.livejournal.com]

Machines, huh? We'll have a magic duel sometime when you get that back, then. I've already got a ton of mine!

[For emphasis, the closest bush suddenly seems a lot less bushy and a lot more . . . stony.]

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

So I guess you've been here awhile, huh? You're lucky. Gotta say, I'm jealous. Functioning without my magic is just... weird, man.

[Looks at the bush... nods.] Not bad, kid, not bad.

[prodigious-mage.livejournal.com]

That's nothing. Once I learn the rest of my spells, I can stop time, call storms, and explode things. And really soon, I'll even learn Meteor.

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

You got a lot of specialties then? You're definitely lucky. Where I'm from, ya only get one. Sometimes two but... that's more trouble than it's worth if ya ask me.

I hope ya plan on openin' some holy hell on these guys once you get that all back!

[prodigious-mage.livejournal.com]

Grady won't know what hit him.

[Truth be told, he's had enough experience here that he knows it wouldn't do any good. Heck if he'll admit it, though.]

Yeah, it's true a lot of people stick to one element or another, but it's all black magic, in the end! And I'm a prodigy so I can handle it.

[Quinn is treated to a brief demonstration of the creation of fire, ice, lightning, poison gas, and . . . for whatever reason, pigs, in short order.]

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

[You gt a round of applause.]

You'd be famous where I'm from. No one can do that much kinda stuff where I'm from. That don't mean we ain't any good though! Once you find what it is you do, it's your responsibility to be the very best at whatever that is! Or at least, I think so. Why bother havin' cool magic if you're not gonna use it?

[prodigious-mage.livejournal.com]

[Palom's ego swells as he beams.]

Yeah, definitely! Magic is pretty much the coolest. You can be the technodancing prodigy here and I'll be the black magic one and we'll both show the dumb town what for!

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

[He laughs. You're like a tiny him!]

Sounds good to me, kid!

[prodigious-mage.livejournal.com]

[Palom beams some more as he snatches one last piece of candy from the bowl.]

. . . Oh, what's your name, mister? I'm Palom.

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

Nice ta meet ya, Palom. I'm Quinn.

[prodigious-mage.livejournal.com]

Nice to meetcha, too!

[Quinn goes on his list of Cool Adults which is actually extremely short.]

I gotta go to get more candy, but you should definitely show me your magic once you get it back.

[techno-mancer.livejournal.com]

You got it! And good luck gettin' more candy.

[prodigious-mage.livejournal.com]

[Definitely the Cool List. Palom waves as he scampers off.]</small