video; un: liches.get.stitches

[spellslots]

[Today on your screen is everybody's favorite shitty wizard, who's currently sitting in a park somewhere and using mage hand to make sure the camera is at a good angle.

#priorities]

What's up, my dudes? It's ya boy Taako, here to make a super important announcement to save anyone getting their panties in a twist about this shit.

[He's already nailing this whole polite and informative announcement thing.]

Soooo, the people here aren't evil. [Taako shrugs.] It's a fucking revelation, I know, but listen, they're not lying about the whole portal thing and we're not here to be turned into people soup or whatever the hell folks are worried about. I mean, there's for sure some dicks in the bunch so totally not my fault if you get mugged, but uh, the people overall? Have good intentions.

[There's a shrug there, just to finish off his very well-constructed explanation.

Although he should probably also say how he knows this:]

The spirit of some real old and powerful witch told me this shit, bee-tee-dubs, and yeah, before you ask, I know she was telling the truth. That's how the spell works.

[Just take his word for it, folks!

He looks like he's about to hang up, before pausing.]

Uh, right, there's a whole new load of us idiots, isn't there? Hi, I'm Taako, in case you missed it when I said it thirty seconds ago, and that's T-double-A-K-O, not like the food. Sorry to start you off on such a fucking boring note, but here we are. Welcome to Riverview Quarantine or whatever.

[ok bye]

Comments

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Yeah alright, you want one in person or will uh, video? Will video suffice.

[He doesn't quite know about the magic of digital editing, but he could understand people being wary of anything shown over a video.]

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I'd prefer seeing it in person.

[ she knows all too well how videos can be doctored. ]

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Where you at, bubbale?

[Teleporting to wherever she is would probably be an effective demonstration.]

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The Riverview News Network building. Why?

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[Please hold while he google maps that shit.]

Aw, dunk, too far.

[He was hoping she'd just be in the communal housing, which is under his 500 foot limit.]

I was gonna come say hi. [It doesn't really occur to him that it would've been slightly rude.] I guess just lemme know when you wanna do this shit? My schedule's pretty flexible.

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This afternoon would be good. Or right now, I suppose.

[ she'll have to take a lunch break sometime soon, anyway. ]

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Now's good. [He's beating up Lois's boyfriend this afternoon, sorry.] Apparently there's a not-shitty cafe a block from where you're at. I can be there in twenty?

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[ she might be less sceptical if she knew that clark, what, respects him? ]

I know it. [ she already knows all places selling coffee in a three block radius. priorities. ] I'll see you there.

i'm cool to switch to action if u want orrrr i have a catchall log up!

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[Clark's his favorite person and he'll never admit it.]

I'll get my coolest spell ready.

[No he won't, his coolest spell involves turning into a t-rex and that's not acceptable for a coffee shop. But he'll think of something that works.]

See ya soon.

[ok bye.]

action here works for me o/

[contacts]

[ clark is her favourite person, too, and she's willing to admit that, even if it'll make her feel like she's in high school again.

she doesn't respond to his texts except to confirm, again, that she'll be there — and twenty minutes later, she is, ordering a coffee before scanning the room for the guy she'd seen in the video. with his hair, he does stand out a bit, so it isn't difficult to find him. ]

Hi.

\o

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[He gets there a tiny bit early, because he felt like he should probably warn the cafe staff that he might be doing a tiny bit of magic in their workplace, so he's already settled at a table with a mug of coffee when Lois walks in. Not that he notices at first, since he's only heard her voice, but he figured he was pretty recognizable.

Which turns out to be a good guess; he wiggles his fingers in a little wave of greeting once she says hi.]

I'm glad to know this wasn't a super elaborate trap to kidnap me.

[He grins, and the chair across from him pulls itself out for Lois; he's such a gentleman (or he's just showing off already, since he definitely didn't actually touch the chair).]

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[ he is pretty recognisable, and when the chair moves itself, lois glances at it, eyebrows raised, before looking back at taako. ] Did you do that?

[ better make sure. still, this isn't entirely convincing yet; there could be wires somewhere. she's not trying to be overly sceptical, but neither is she willing to just accept the existence of magic. she'd seen what clark could do before she believed in the existence of aliens. now she wants the same with magic.

she does, after a moment, sit down, while holding the chair still. ]

You're the one telling everyone this whole thing isn't an elaborate trap to kidnap us all.

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[Taako just nods in answer to her question, not really feeling the need to make a fuss over it, considering he's expecting her to want something a little more undeniable.]

I was talking about the dudes in charge of this place, you could just be an evil supervillain or something.

[Clark's to blame for introducing him to comic books.]

I mean, I don't even know your name!

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I'm neither super, nor a villain.

[ but the comment gets a smile from her, head tipped to the side in something like acknowledgement of his point. ]

It's Lois Lane.

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[She's a super reporter.]

Taako, but you already knew that.

[He doesn't go for a handshake, mostly because he's bad at manners and the thought doesn't occur to him.]

Do you work at the... what is it? News Network?

[It's where Clark works, so he's curious.]

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[ her super name is miss pulitzer. ]

I do, yes.

[ she doesn't mind the lack of handshake. lois has been in contact with all kinds of cultures and subcultures with different customs before. this isn't so different to that, adapting and going by her interview partner's behaviour, not making assumptions. ]

Why?

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[If she had some kinda snooping power it could be Pulitzer Pries.]

Just curious, my dude, I know a guy that works there. And, you know, the whole thing you're doing here makes a lotta sense if you're a reporter.

[The skepticism, the need to see it for herself, the willingness to actually come do that.]

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Who?

[ pulitzer pries is the perfect superhero name for her. ]

Investigative journalist, actually. [ "reporter" probably covers it, though. ]

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Investigative journalist, got it.

[Said with the expression of someone who definitely doesn't know the difference but figures it's not important to the situation at hand. He'll look it up later.]

Clark Kent's the dude I know. Dark hair, glasses, handsome as hell. Wears way too much plaid, which weirdly doesn't take away from the handsome thing the way it absolutely should.

[He sounds fond.]

[contacts]

[ lois lane is a hardass, ask anyone — but when he talks about clark, there's a definite softening in her expression, mainly around the eyes. she tries to control it, really. clark just has that effect on her. apparently even when he isn't there. ]

You know, he really does wear too much plaid.

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[Something clicks for Taako and he grins, clasping his hands together in delight.]

Lois! I thought it sounded familiar but I totally forgot the name for a bit there. Clark mentioned you. It's great to put a face to the mystery.

["Jon's mom" also occurs to him, but he keeps that to himself for now.]

[contacts]

[ another lois is jon's mom, really, but — he's been calling her mom more often than he's been calling her lois and she's trying to do right by jon even if she doesn't think that she's ready for a child yet by any stretch of the imagination. hell, children had never been her plan. seems clark changes that for her, at least in one world out there.

his words prompt a grin from her, at least. ]

Did he now? I won't ask what he said.

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It'd be a waste of breath if you did, Taako's no snitch.

[There's something like a reassurance in there, almost; he's assuming that Lois knows about who Clark really is, and while he's not going to outright say anything about it, just in case, he wants her to know that those secrets are safe with him.

Clark's one of his people now, even if he'll never admit it, and Taako's a ride or die kind of friend.]

[contacts]

[ she knows, but she doesn't know for sure yet that he knows, so the comment doesn't get an immediate reaction. instead, she just tips her head in acknowledgement. ] Good to know.

[ honestly? she's glad clark has friends. even if taako strikes her as pretty odd still. but knowing that he knows clark and suspecting that he knows about clark make her more inclined to trust him.

still: ] So, about that demonstration?

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[He decides to keep things simple, following that same vein as the t-rex thought, but with a little less building destroying potential.

Taako winks at Lois, and then he kind of... changes. It happens fairly quickly, and painlessly on his end, but Taako's body shrinks and shifts until his figure is replaced by a small black cat, sitting on the chair.

Cat-Taako meows, jumps down to the floor, and gently headbutts Lois's leg, just in case she wants to know that it this isn't just an illusion.]