(ok after THIS I'm sleeping haha but this is the last week of school, and then finals, and then I'll have plenty of time to rp!)
Immediately, Rai began to wonder what thoughts of hers he heard. That's how he must have spotted me.
"Does mind-reading come with the ability to not get hurt?" her hair started to get static, as Rai's energy was building up with excitement from meeting a Mind Reader. Someone with something special! I'm not alone!
(Lmao good luck m8)
“Ehhhh….. no. That’s something that’s just me.” He chuckled softly. “Not all Mind Readers are invincible like my brother and I.” He leaned forward in the chair to look at her better.
“You seem to be very excited about something.”
(thanks ill need it)
Rai tucked her hair behind her ears, aware of the flyaways. "Well if you can read my mind, then you should know." She tapped her chin to show she was thinking. "Do you have a flashlight or a working lamp in here? I'll show you one of my magic tricks."
M glanced up at her, his icy blue chips sparkling slightly in the dullness of his eyes.
“Are you challenging me?” It certainly sounded like a challenge. She was acting like he could only read surface thoughts.
Rai furrowed her brow. "No, sir, you've got me all wrong. I just want to show you something cool, that's all. Pinky promise. Now, a light source, if you will?" she sent M a genuine smile.
M pointed up to his ceiling titty light. “Light source. Unless you want one you csn destroy, go ahead and do the whole builing. If you can.” He grinned. “I don’t want you to overwork yourself.”
She cocked her head. Destroy? What a silly man! As much as I could, I can't afford to be arrested. "Please," Rai smirked, "I know my limits." She picked up the chair she had been sitting on and placed it under the light. With her small, delicate feet, Rai hopped onto the chair and reached towards the ceiling light. Rai focused a small sum of her energy into the light, rearranging the material to emit a soft blue wavelength instead. The room was no longer the strong office white, but rather the shallows of an ocean. She stepped back onto the ground to admire her handiwork, then looked to M for his reaction. I hope you like blue.
M kept his expression dull and hidden but he felt impressed. He knew a few eletric elementalists who could shift color of light. It was really quite neat.
“Nice. Thanks for the room change.”
Rai moved the chair back to its original space. Her hair was still slightly static, but it had lessened. "I used to be ashamed of it. The thing is, I didn't get the power naturally and the process of getting it was not with my consent. Nonetheless, I learned to accept it I guess," Rai sat back down, reexamining the room in the new shade. "Anyways, what's the plan now?"
Rai moved the chair back to its original space. Her hair was still slightly static, but it had lessened. "I used to be ashamed of it. The thing is, I didn't get the power naturally and the process of getting it was not with my consent. Nonetheless, I learned to accept it I guess," Rai sat back down, reexamining the room in the new shade. "Anyways, what's the plan now?"
M didn’t say anything. He had read little tidbits of thought like that from too many people. It happened too often, in his opinion. He always wondered what made sick freaks experiment and give someone magic against their will.
“Oh. I had some work to do, but I don’t feel up to it.”
Rai reached down to retie her loose shoelaces. "Well what are you feeling up to then?" She questioned as she made two bunny ear loops and crossed them over each other.
M shrugged and cupped his face in his hand. “I wanna go home. That’s what I’m feeling up to.”
Rai frowned, straightening her back. "Is there not another case you could work on or something? What's the point of me being here?"
M rose his eyebrows to peer at her. “You were the one questioning and being interested in me. You can leave whenever you want.”
(hello i just wanted to let you know, i have choir concerts for the next two days so I won't be able to rp very much!)
Rai considered leaving, thinking there wasn't much left for her; however, she stayed anyways due to the desperate hope of something cooler than a simple office job. After all, M isn't even human. "Why are you so fascinated with butterflies?"
(Okay! Good luck!)
M glanced down at his book and shrugged. “I just like them.” He knew why he liked the fluttery insect so much, but he never told anyone. Not even his twin knew why he liked them. Everyone just accepted that, hey, he likes butterflies.
(ohohoho im back hello)
"Yeah?" Rai rose an eyebrow, studying the cover of the book. "Normally there's a reason people like something. Are they pretty? Specific memory? I like vultures because they had this symbolism to this tribe of people," she explained, tilting her head up as if there would be a vulture flying above her. "And birds are just such interesting creatures."
(Ohohohohohoho)
M shook his head, though the reason burned bright in his mind.
“Nope. I just love butterflies.” He blinked at her, rather glad she wasn’t a Mind Reader like himself.
Rai nodded, fidgeting with her hands. "If you say so," she muttered, unsure of what to say next. M was an interesting person, sure, but if he isn't human, what could she ask of him? Does he have parents? How long has he been here? Is age a thing?
M watched her with an amused expression.
“Everyone has parents, dear. I’ve been here for two-thousand years with my twin. And yes. Age is a thing.” He laughed softly.
For a split second, Rai was full of confusion before remembering her thoughts were as physical as her words. I wonder if I can learn to- wait. She shook her head and returned her focus to M's response. "You have a twin? Tell me about them!" she spoke excitedly.
M rose his eyebrows. “You haven’t heard of King Whembrooke? He works here. He’s my twin. There’s not much to say.” He shrugged, yawned, then relaxed.
"I've heard of him, but I don't really know much. I guess I don't really talk to people outside of Carolyn, and she likes to avoid talking about politics to me until I have my own opinion of it. Which I don't," Rai explained, trying to remember any mention of King Whembrooke and his relation to M. "Do you guys not talk a lot?"
M gave a soft hum. “It’s a good thing to do. Neo just inherited the throne, rather than I, so there’s not much to have an opinion on.” He shrugged. “Neo and I talk as much as we have to.”
Hard to talk to people when you have nothing in common. "I've always wondered if I had some secret sibling out there. Although I highly doubt it, it would be nice. Do you sometimes wish you had the throne, or do you enjoy being a PD?" Rai looked to M, thoughtfully.
M grunted his agreement to her thoughts. “There’s a low chance of such a thing, but keep hoping. Me? I did enjoy it, trust me.” He sighed.
"I'm not sure I'd want a sibling. I'd feel bad that they'd be under the care of parents who ditched their other kid," Rai scoffed, rolling her eyes. "You used past tense." Do you not like it anymore? She brings her legs up onto the chair, this time they are crossed.
M sighed. “Unfortunately that was not the case with us. My childhood is quite traumatic when I look back on it.” He kept it to himself, other than that ominous sentence. “I did like it. I did use the past tense.”
Rai tried to avoid handling two conversations at once, so she reminded herself to ask about M's childhood later. I doubt he'd tell me anyways. "Did you just get bored or something?" she muttered curiously.
