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[Voice] - About Moon Cycle Antics...

[Midna does not make much use out of the network, but figures she has a question and doesn't want her face attached to it, in the event that anyone puts two and two together and realises she's actually asking for a little assistance. In the most subtle way she can muster, anyway.]

Hello, lovelies.
I've a question and your cycle—moon—whatever you wish to call it—is irrelevant.

How you do handle traits you acquire that could potentially be harmful to others, or to yourself? A good example of this might be if you grow horns and don't want to gore anyone who comes near you or sleeps next to you. Another example of this might be if you acquire serpent traits and possibly have some form of venomous accompaniment. Not that I know how that would work.

But you get the point, I'm sure. I'm not asking for any specific reason other than curiosity, so please, indulge me.

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[Oh. Oh, he's onto her.

Midna laughs softly.]

Do I? I can't imagine anyone else here sounds like me. Hm.
Why don't we make a game out of it, hmmm?

[But she's pretty sure she knows who it is on the other end now. There aren't many who sound like him either...]

[The presumed anonymity seems to be making him pretty chipper.]

Hooooh? A game? Well, ya sure know how to make somebody curious.
What're the rules?

[She pauses thoughtfully.]

If you guess who I am correctly, I'll give you something. Something of your choosing? [She makes a soft tsk sound.] I think that ought to work. Something of your choosing. It has to be something I can actually give, though. If you start asking for something that doesn't exist here, then I can't help you.

However, some rules.
You're allowed to ask me some questions to help determine my identity, but it can only be yes or no questions.

You also have to tell me who you are. It's only fair, after all.

[There's a light whump of what's probably somebody dropping back into a chair.]

Yes or no questions... Alright. So I gotta be strategic, then. And you need my name right out the gate? What's the order of operations here?

[Is she shifting? Midna's probably lounging on her bed, because you know, that's her favourite place to be.]

Hm... Well, your name whenever. I mean, if you win, then I have to know who to deliver winnings to, right?

Think I'll keep it under wraps for a bit! But ya got my word. Win or lose, the name's in it for you.

[Meanwhile, on his end, you can practically hear the manspreading dominate the whole seat from armrest to armrest. There's a long pause, during which one can assume he's using his brain, or trying.]

Okay, I got one. Do ya live or work on Level 3? Dependin' on the answer, that should either eliminate a whole lotta people I know or nobody at all, seein' as I live on Level 3.

[Cradling a chin in the palm of her hand, Midna takes a moment to imagine what it's like to work. It almost makes her guffaw, honestly.]

I do not, no. To either of those. I've barely been to Level 3, actually.

[There's no rules about how she answers, after all. Probably intentional. It doesn't help that Midna likes breaking the rules. She grins. Because she doubts very much anyone who knows her can picture her working.]

Aw, don't knock it... y'hear? Sure, it's where that whole fox kidnappin' thing happened, but that was probably a one-off. Had nothin' to do with the good people of Caihong.

[To say nothing of Level 3's actual rough and tumble reputation, but he has a soft spot for all the hard working types that reside here. Come eat their food and give 'em business.]

I think I just figured out another way to narrow down my options in one fell swoop. Here goes:

Are you from Earth?

I have nothing against it, I assure you. I just haven't had too much of a reason to pay visit to it.

[She pauses.] Yet. [Maybe more visits to the tea house are necessary.]

Hmmm... That is an effective way to narrow down your potentials, isn't it. [Truth is, Midna didn't expect him to get to that so quickly. He might be smarter than she's given him credit for.] I doubt very much that I am. [...It's the first time she's heard someone refer to it as that, but she has a gist of what it actually is.]

[That still left every prismal. Majima actually isn't entirely clear on whether or not they have access to this system.]

Not as effective as it woulda been if you'd said yes, but d'ya hear that? That's the sound of me closin' in. You're not from Earth, so to an Earthling like me? Ya probably stand out a lot. All I gotta do is hit on one definin' feature, and you're toast.

[He could ask "Are you a local?" to cut out another swathe but, hey, he's having some fun with this.]

You got any cool powers?

Oh, I'm so afraid. As if you're anything I need to fear. [She chortles. Midna's clearly not being serious when she says it.]

Now, I suppose it depends on one's definition of 'cool.' But yes, I've some abilities that it seems many humans do not. [Look at that, she's learning. Because as much as she loves the term Light Dweller, she knows that'll give her away.]

So you're not a human from some human-populated but not-Earth type of place and ya got powers. Ya just gave me 2-for-1 there!

[Hee hee hee.]

Feelin' like you got any idea who I am yet? If we're just two strangers, this whole thing'd be kind of a bust.

What can I say, I'm charitable on occasion. [Not often and hardly charitable. His question renders from her a pause. Midna is almost positive she knows who he is, but the thought of being wrong...

Rather. Midna can't stand being wrong.]

I'm confident I know who you are. There aren't many I know with such a gravelly, powerful voice.

I sound gravelly...? Jeez... I hope that's the reception. If I start getting a bunch of gravel in my throat, what's that gonna do to my high notes?

[Don't make him choose between karaoke and cigarettes.]

So, anyways... Somebody left an impression on ya, eh? When ya bumped into this person you're thinkin' of, did ya have a good time?

Very much so, yes. By gravelly, I mean the tone is kind of rough around the edges. You're no delicate flower, for certain, and I appreciate that.

[Tapping at her chin, Midna grins cheekily.] I've learned a bit about you, though not as much as I'd like to. Not really familiar with the world you come from or what you did back then. But I'd call you stylish and a little dramatic. In a good way. I always have a good time when we're together.

[There's a pause as he rides out the jolt of receiving a bunch of touching compliments at once.]

..h-Heh, hey? Maybe you're the one who should be playin' twenty questions with me? I don't mind sharin' from time to time.

[Maybe a little selectively, but...]

Would you call yourself curious about other worlds, then? And I'm guessin' people, too?

Have no fear, I always ask you questions when we're together. I just happen to have a lot of questions. It keeps our relationship interesting, you know.

[Midna hums a nonsensical line to herself, or rather a melody with no rhyme or reason other than to stall for time.]

Aren't we all? You can't tell me that you being here among unfamiliar things doesn't make you want to learn more about them. [...That is so not an answer.]

Weird thing is a lot of it ain't that unfamiliar? I still buy my smokes down at a store with a big M in the name. I can go drinkin' if I want, or get my game on at the arcade, or stop for street noodles.

[Is he rambling just to share, or does he have a point...?]

Actually, one thing I ain't found yet is a battin' cage, so let me know if ya run across one, yeah?

[Midna laughs.]

I have no idea what that even is, but sure. If I see one or hear of one, I'll tell you all about it.

[After a moment, her laughter dies down and she continues.] I heard that Lunatia has a lot of things from human worlds, so it makes sense that most of what's here isn't unfamiliar to you. But to me, most of it is unfamiliar.

I thought ya might say that! A batting cage is where ya go to practice swingin' a big stick at a ball.

[Which isn't the first time he's had to describe a sport or game to someone like that!]

This time it was on purpose 'cause I got a big hunch, but I bet I say a lotta stuff without realizin' I'm bein' confusing, huh?

[It's a good thing the game wasn't very hard, because Midna is basically a shoo-in. Not a human. Not familiar with most human things. Considering there seem to be a shortage of hot alien babes in Lunatia, Midna can't imagine there's many who could be confused for her.

She smiles, baring her teeth, though he can't see it. But perhaps he can hear it in her voice.]

Here, I thought that was simply part of your quirky demeanour. It wouldn't be the first time you've perplexed me, after all. I tend to expect that out of you.

Explainin' that stuff without accidentally usin' a buncha jargon is a lot harder than it seems. I'm thinkin' we might need a safeword for when I start talkin' gibberish.

But, even with me trippin' up all over the place, ya still did a great job of pickin' up 9-ball, Midna-chan.

A... safeword?

[She chortles.]

Honestly, you could talk nothing but nonsense and I'd still love to listen. It seems you've put the pieces together, but I imagine I didn't make it difficult for you. So what do I owe you then, hmm?

Ain't thought that far...

Uh.

[ ... ]

How about ya just let me take ya for an outin' around Caihong sometime?

[Midna pauses for many long moments, as if she wants to keep him in suspense. Isn't she the one giving him something? Sounds like he wants to treat her. She's not sure that's supposed to work out that way, but...

It potentially means free food.]

Hm... I suppose I could agree to that, yes. I've only been there a couple of times. I wouldn't mind going again.

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