UN: Hawkealicious

[championofsnark]

Hello you lot! I got several decks of our favorite card game Wicked Grace from our mysterious benefactors. I've been teaching a few others already, but I'm opening it up. Bull recommended strip Wicked Grace since we have no coin, but that is not a requirement, I'll think of something else we can use for betting. Get your bluff faces ready.

PS WHO ELSE IS A YELLOW? Do you know our powers?

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Suddenly voice!

[onesyllable]

"Super... what even are they talking about," he says, obviously not aware the device is now on voice as he's been working to read through things. "I don't know about having no special ability unless they're talking about cards and my ability with a pistol," he says, heaving a sigh.

"Speh... speck... Everyone around here speaks so damn fancy, I swear the future is just all kinds of professors and educated folk like Goodie. Almost makes me miss the bastard." Except his tone turns sad at that, missing him more than he cares to admit, if he's honest. Which he doesn't want to be.

Voice

[championofsnark]

"Hello there," her voice comes through, chipper and warm. "Seems like this is the better option, good thing you found it." She wouldn't be able to understand his texting for certain. "They say for certain all of us have super powers, but I haven't figured out what yellow is. Someone said they think powers are tied to the color. But you don't know either."

[onesyllable]

"What?" He blinks, staring at the device, stunned and confused though no one can see it. Which he's glad for. He's already uncertain enough about this whole talking thing without seeing one another.

"They can say a lot of things. Don't mean we're all weird like some dime novel or something." He's seen those outer space books and he can't even imagine.

"How could you make whatever color you wear make you do something magical or whatever?" He's quiet a moment before adding. "You don't got to be wearing them nightclothes for it to work, do you?"

[championofsnark]

"We're all weird, darling, just by being here. There's no ordinary people in this place." Even the slightly ordinary are probably not in fact ordinary. "It's not the color itself, it's the idea we were dressed in a color as a possible organizational system to indicate what powers we have."

[onesyllable]

"I'm ordinary in my time and place. Which this isn't." Which also isn't true. He was fairly normal. Right until he was a dead guy and in this place.

"I don't know. It all sounds... odd. Like what kind of powers?"

[championofsnark]

"Oh!" [reading below] "Apparently we can shoot energy blasts. That's brilliant I need to try this immediately."

[onesyllable]

He falls silent for a moment, blinking at the device on his wrist. "We can do what? How? What even is that?" For a man without comics and movies and all, it is something he's never heard of or could even imagine.

[championofsnark]

"I don't know, Jake says we have to touch someone else and I suppose that means we're taking their energy and using it for the blast. I'm going to do this. Want to test it out with me?" Yes, she's that eager to try. "As for the how, I don't know. I don't know how my sister has magic and I don't. These things just happen."

[onesyllable]

Without having the knowledge yet really of how he died, Faraday can't see a single reason why it wouldn't be a good idea to learn how it works.

"Sure. Where you got in mind?" He pauses though at the mention of magic, but figures in the end he should know. "Worth findin' out what it does."

[championofsnark]

"Do you know where the dojo is? I often teach archery over there, it has a wider space for us to try and use something of that level."

[onesyllable]

"Heard talk of it. One of those Oriental places for fighting right?"

[championofsnark]

"I don't know what Oriental is but yes, it's a place people can learn how to fight!"

[onesyllable]

"People from the Orient, but I guess that's not a place everywhere, huh? That can work. When?"

[championofsnark]

"Nope, never heard of it. How about in an hour or so? Or later if you need."

[onesyllable]

"That works for me, ma'am. See you there."