nerdeology | IC Communication

Come on in.

[Stefan glances over at the doorframe and - he's not sure what he expected, but empty air wasn't it. He frowns, glancing in Mikleo's rough vicinity before grabbing one of the lab coats. Unfortunately, Stefan and Shinjiro are roughly the same height. That lab coat's probably too tall...

He sighs, mostly out of frustration at himself.] I shouldn't have expected it to be this easy.

[Huh. Mikleo shrugs, not that Stefan can see it.]

If you can at least hear my voice off the communicator, you're still doing better than most of the fleet. Half of my crew has no idea I'm even on the ship.

Really? I'm sorry to hear that.

[He means it too. Stefan can't quite imagine a life where some people can't even hear him speak. Without really thinking, he holds out the coat.]

Is this "resonance" unique to your world, then?

No, there are those who have resonance here, as well, and those with no resonance at all in my world.

[He looks at the labcoat he's being offered.]

What's that for?

For protection? Also so I can see you better and not, you know, accidentally knock stuff over while you're working on it.

[That's the real fear here. Stefan doesn't want to screw up yet another batch of apple gels.]

[Mikleo shoots the coat - and Stefan - a skeptical look for a moment, then reluctantly accepts it, tugging it on. It... really does not fit. It's actually dragging on the floor a little.

Also, a floating labcoat probably looks ridiculous.]

If I trip and break something, remember that this was your idea.

[It kinda does, and Stefan's grin is probably betraying his true feelings. Sorry, bro. The things men sacrifice in the name of magiscience!]

Somehow, I don't think that'll happen.

[Alright, laugh it up. Mikleo folds the middle section up a bit and ties the coat shut, stepping closer.]

Show me what you've gotten done already.

[He's not that mean. Stefan'll keep his laughing to a minimum, he promises, especially since he wants to get this apple gel just right.

So he pulls out the sample, some of the base materials, and his current attempts. Those current attempts are in little paper cups, and they're almost perfect. Almost, because their consistency is more Jell-O than gel, and well? The color isn't anywhere near right.]

This is it. I've got my current recipe here [which he also pulls out], so where exactly do you think I'm off?

[...Well. He's certainly seen worse attempts...? Still, it's probably lucky that Stefan can't see the look on his face.

He picks up one of the cups, lifting it to his nose for a sniff. Well, the flavour is obviously off as Stefan had mentioned, and he can tell the composition isn't quite right, but still. Not bad for a first attempt.

Mikleo reaches out to take the recipe, reading it over. SO MANY FLOATING THINGS.]

I'm not sure what some of these ingredients are... we might have different names for them on my world. Can you set them up on the table? This'll likely take some trial and error.

[At this point, floating apple gel attempts aren't the strangest thing he's seen this week. Stefan does, however, do a brief double-take. Not the strangest thing, but also not entirely normal.

Y'Allah, sometimes he wonders how he got here.] Sure. Just give me a second.

[Which is literally all Stefan needs. In the blink of an eye, he's set up every ingredient he's used, along with the proper equipment needed to measure and mix them together. Rolling up his sleeves, he peers back at the recipe in Mikleo's hand.]

It's sorted out by the order I used it in. So the first on your left is the first on the ingredient list too.

[Okay, hold on, what. Stefan might not be able to see the dumbfounded expression on Mikleo's face, but it is absolutely there.]

What- how? That was so fast!

Magic. [Stefan grins, turning to face Mikleo (the lab coat's helping in that regard).] You're not exactly the only non-human around here, you know.

[His speed was absolutely reckless behavior, but sometimes, Stefan can't quite help himself.]

[...H...uh.]

May I ask what you are, then...?

[Oh. Right. People usually ask that, and at this point, Stefan can't say he's a superhero or a Pretty Cure. Literally no one's heard of them.]

Technically? Vampire, but uh... try not to tell the rest of the Fleet.

[Vampire... vampire... hmm...]

I'm afraid I don't know what that is.

You don't? [Hm.] Do you know what what werewolves or witches are?

Witches... that's familiar. I might've read about them in a book once. But I've fought with a werewolf hellion before.

Okay, well... where I come from, they're all real. A witch is someone who can cast magic. A werewolf's someone who transforms into a wolf during the full moon, and a vampire's someone who's immortal.

[He shouldn't gloss over the "drinks blood to live" part, but every time he does, he's usually met with fear and derision.]

I don't usually tell people what I am, though.

The pool of people I could tell is quite small, for obvious reasons.

[Hard to share secrets when people can't see or hear you.]

Regardless, I won't spread it around. But if it happens to come up with Sorey, I won't lie, either. I don't keep secrets from him.

[Sorey could probably tell if he was hiding it, anyway, so there'd be no sense in trying.]

Well, Sorey's also not in the business of killing vampires.

[The crux of why he doesn't tell people, honestly.]

Or at least, if he is, he hasn't told me.

Sorey's not in the business of killing anyone. A Shepherd's duty is to purify, not slay.

Huh. [That's honestly the first Stefan's heard of it.] I'll keep that in mind.

Unfortunately for me, some people are and I've been on the receiving end more than a few times.

I... see.

[That's... really unfortunate. For multiple reasons, actually.]

If there are people here who want to kill immortals, perhaps I should be more careful of who I tell what I am.

Maybe, but in my experience, they're more focused on vampires. When we get violent, it uh - it doesn't end well.

[He rubs his elbows, his gaze falling back to the apple gels.]

What do you call the first ingredient again?

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