From a psychologist’s perspective, the whole hullabaloo is utterly fascinating; Falke turns to Amaris when she comes up next to him, simultaneously pulling a pen and pad of paper out to describe the scene for his notes. “It looks like there’s something on the water and there are some who are being reckless and some who are trying to control them or keep them safe. I wonder if -” If they’re sick, he’s about to say, when Sera joins them and he nods a hello, instead.
Trying to keep an eye on everyone and the hundred things that seem to be happening simultaneously, including the flying woman, the Fixer can’t help but think that it’s obvious why the world outside of Stormbreak is a mess. Just look at all the magic and shifting and powers.
Then the ice cracks and he’s separated from the rest of the Order, slipping a little as their group is formed. He finds himself with two other men - one half-dressed (Ascended, perhaps?) and another, who goes from bird to man. Mulling over the weird voice and the riddle, the doctor quickly runs through various body parts and their uses when one of his group shouts out PENIS! which… honestly… fits. And even if that isn’t the intended answer, he can think of nothing else once the answer is thrown out. So Falke agrees with an amused shrug. “Yep. Penis it is.”
Turning to the two men - more the Attuned than the Ascended (? still a working theory), though the man’s state does make him wonder if this might be a good chance to observe the illness in others, and asks courteously, “Are you both alright?”
Trying to keep an eye on everyone and the hundred things that seem to be happening simultaneously, including the flying woman, the Fixer can’t help but think that it’s obvious why the world outside of Stormbreak is a mess. Just look at all the magic and shifting and powers.
Then the ice cracks and he’s separated from the rest of the Order, slipping a little as their group is formed. He finds himself with two other men - one half-dressed (Ascended, perhaps?) and another, who goes from bird to man. Mulling over the weird voice and the riddle, the doctor quickly runs through various body parts and their uses when one of his group shouts out PENIS! which… honestly… fits. And even if that isn’t the intended answer, he can think of nothing else once the answer is thrown out. So Falke agrees with an amused shrug. “Yep. Penis it is.”
Turning to the two men - more the Attuned than the Ascended (? still a working theory), though the man’s state does make him wonder if this might be a good chance to observe the illness in others, and asks courteously, “Are you both alright?”
FALKE
