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WELCOME POTLUCK

Greetings, residents! Those more observant sorts among you may have noticed a large influx of very crowded ferries. In order to welcome our new residents en masse, Town Hall is holding a potluck in Town Square. Please bring a dish if you are able and make a new friend!

All of our newest arrivals need only bring themselves. We look forward to welcoming you all into our community, and may your lanterns always be lit.

This event is open to all! In light of our new influx of prospective players following the Great Sail Migration, we've decided to offer a small public event to tide everyone over until the TDM this weekend.

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[pineapplesalmon]

And César's staring at this display, distracted enough that he gets right smacked in the face. "Ow!"

[spaghettification]

"Ah! Oh. Um."

Articulate, Siebren.

"My apologies. I didn't see you there. And I'm relatively certain you saw me."

[pineapplesalmon]

César lets out a bit of a laugh, rubbing his face. "... it's my fault. I was playing with equations in my head trying to figure out the force distribution of your... levitation? I got distracted."

[spaghettification]

"Ah, you're approaching from the wrong angle, likely. It's more of a direct manipulation of my relationship with gravity. I am not pushing against the Earth--erm, or whatever planet this is, assuming it is in fact a planet--but experiencing an utter lack of weight. No less mass, though, as you've just witnessed firsthand!"

There's a warmth there; it's nice to discuss the matter with someone who is doing equations about it.

"It's not merely to show off, either. It reduces the strain on my joints, helping with my arthritis!"

[pineapplesalmon]

"Ha, I considered anti-gravity, but just zeroing out things is much less fun, so I went with something else." César's own voice is warm. "It's an uncommon way to reduce strain on one's joints."

[spaghettification]

"But very effective. I do not, however, recommend my method of attaining such to anyone else, I'm afraid."

No, Watson, you cannot go and get black holed, it's a bad idea.

[pineapplesalmon]

"... ah, so you're also a purveyor of... science going a little off the planned route." César is very experienced with that, judging by the slight awkwardness to the joke.

Don't do it, Watson! Then there will be no excuse for you to get a sword cane.

[spaghettification]

"I am."

Siebren gives César a long, quiet look. "Is that a matter you wish to discuss in detail tonight?"

[pineapplesalmon]

César looks surprised and then his expression softens. "... no, not tonight. Tonight's a night for new friends and old. But I wouldn't mind speaking about some things... eventually." He shrugs. "Just started therapy, so not looking to put my troubles onto others. It all mostly happened inside of 10 months without much of a chance to breathe."

[spaghettification]

"Is your therapist someone you are completely certain you can trust not to exploit you?

That question sure carries a good few implications in itself, doesn't it?

[pineapplesalmon]

Well there's another surprised look, and then he smiles weakly. "... I'm keeping it to the more normal topics. Bad boss. Long work hours. Dead parents. Amnesiac brother."

[spaghettification]

"I see. I hope it goes well for you, sir. Doctor?"

[pineapplesalmon]

"... ah, I've got a PhD in Computer Science. My focus was... well, I'd rather not discuss it. It's a sensitive topic for some people here." A pause, then his brain catches up. "Right! I'm César Salazar. I just prefer to be called César. And you?"

[spaghettification]

"Siebren de Kuiper. Astrophysics, specializing in the study of gravity." He hesitates, considering giving the name most know him by now, but shakes his head instead.

[pineapplesalmon]

"Gravity's fun to play with. I can't blame you!" César brightens immediately, grinning wide. "How should I call you, though?"

And by playing, César means he knows how malleable laws like gravity are. There's room for... your own manipulations. He's curious to know if Siebren de Kuiper discovered some of those as well.

[spaghettification]

"Siebren, if we're going to be on a first-name basis. If you'd like that."

Gravity is fun to play with...he's not sure how he wants to respond to that, given how gravity has played with him. But that is a conversation for later. Over alcohol, probably.

[pineapplesalmon]

"I would! It's the culture here, too. People seem to not know someone's last name half the time." César definitely does not have this issue, ha ha ha.

Yes, definitely over a pint. But César will drop that line of conversation due to a lack of response. Probably something there with that.

[spaghettification]

"Is there anything else important to know about the culture here? I would prefer to avoid faux pas as long as I'm able to."

Though he doubts he'll be able to completely if he suffers one of his episodes.

[pineapplesalmon]

After a long moment, César asks. "How good are you on LGBT stuff? Because we've got the full rainbow here in this town."

[spaghettification]

"It usually isn't relevant to my life, but everyone on base knew Baptiste was interested in both men and women and it was no problem."

Polite apathy about queer matters is better than being an ass at least?

[pineapplesalmon]

"Well, that's a start. If you run into something different than what you're used to, people are generally receptive to polite questions. Or I can try to answer them."

[spaghettification]

"I don't expect much of it to be relevant to me. You see how young this crowd is. I'm sixty-two."

This is light self-mockery. But also, missing part of the point, isn't it?

[pineapplesalmon]

"You never know. Not everyone cares about age." César doesn't, but he's already very taken. "Things are pretty permissive, here, in most matters of the heart and body. If it's love, or it makes you happy in a way that doesn't hurt others... why not?"

Missing the point just slightly.

[spaghettification]

"Age isn't the only barrier."

He isn't ready to open himself to hope, right now.

[pineapplesalmon]

They're having two different conversations, César realizes, and he switches back to the same track as Siebren. "Fair enough. Anyway, I'm one of the farmers here. Anything you'd like me to try to grow? I can't guarantee it, but I'll try my best."