Her admission hadn't landed poorly, and it was something of a small relief; most people didn't take such skepticism well, but Rick was willing to take it in the spirit it was offered. It was possible he had nothing to hide, but not likely (every person she knew had something, though she wasn't sure what Noemi had to hide) but saying so was a way of saying 'look, I'll be honest enough to work with.'
Still 'ladies first,' but first to be---oh. Maybe someone who knew Rick better could've called his answer, but Sam found it unexpectedly gracious and maybe very slightly suspect, since he'd been so nice; was this new ally too good to be true? and “Absolutely fascinating; I'm sort of sorry, but I woulda liked to see the fuckin' car parry cause what? And that a ghost granted this to you is just wild! I'm actually sorry that we're meeting in a bad situation cause if we didn't have the crunch of a crisis we'd have a lot of really interesting conversation. Maybe later? Here's hoping.” With those last four words, Sam's tone lightened a little; she wanted to ask about the curse, but it wasn't a good time for digressions, or digging into the details behind the sadness she saw.
“For now... fair's fair. You already know I can see auras, which is something I normally keep a lid on---even among my friends. It's a scant handful who know, so help me keep it that way? It can creep people out, since I can see a portion of someone's emotional state if I really look at them, and some indicators of their physical health. This only works for living creatures, or things that are 'alive enough,' like some constructs... or demons. I can't see ghosts unless one's possessing or really closely connected to a live person. It's an always-on thing, but my other abilities are... more active. I can do some magic. Call myself a skin-witch, if pressed for specifics; it all has to do with superficial stuff. Heal or inflict shallow wounds, make myself less noticable, look familiar, that sort of stuff. You ever hear talk of adepts, chargers, checkers?”
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Date: 2022-05-27 05:07 am (UTC)Still 'ladies first,' but first to be---oh. Maybe someone who knew Rick better could've called his answer, but Sam found it unexpectedly gracious
and maybe very slightly suspect, since he'd been so nice; was this new ally too good to be true?and “Absolutely fascinating; I'm sort of sorry, but I woulda liked to see the fuckin' car parry cause what? And that a ghost granted this to you is just wild! I'm actually sorry that we're meeting in a bad situation cause if we didn't have the crunch of a crisis we'd have a lot of really interesting conversation. Maybe later? Here's hoping.” With those last four words, Sam's tone lightened a little; she wanted to ask about the curse, but it wasn't a good time for digressions, or digging into the details behind the sadness she saw.“For now... fair's fair. You already know I can see auras, which is something I normally keep a lid on---even among my friends. It's a scant handful who know, so help me keep it that way? It can creep people out, since I can see a portion of someone's emotional state if I really look at them, and some indicators of their physical health. This only works for living creatures, or things that are 'alive enough,' like some constructs... or demons. I can't see ghosts unless one's possessing or really closely connected to a live person. It's an always-on thing, but my other abilities are... more active. I can do some magic. Call myself a skin-witch, if pressed for specifics; it all has to do with superficial stuff. Heal or inflict shallow wounds, make myself less noticable, look familiar, that sort of stuff. You ever hear talk of adepts, chargers, checkers?”