event: it came from the dairy aisle

[mayfield_mods]

[At 11:59 PM on Saturday, there's a loud whirring sound in the sky. One of the spaceships wobbles and then crashes dramatically to earth, landing just outside Mayfield near the entrance to the highway

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[drspengler]

This scans for psychokinetic energy.

[He sounds a bit distracted as he waves the wand of the device up and down. The low whirs and clicks it makes don't seem to change and Egon notes the reading. He doesn't seem too eager to explain anything else and just sort of nods as he begins to move off to find someone else to bother.]

[catslooklikeme]

[...well that was odd. Nall's not sure what to make of what just happened. May be time for another drink.]

[ooeeooahah]

[ There's a brush of a wing, and Ilsa is behind Nall. ]

He's always in research mode, it seems. I'm hoping we can break him out of that sometime.

[ Other than the first casual contact, she seems to be managing the large and silly angel wings well. ]

[catslooklikeme]

Hey, Ilsa! Nice wings!

That was a friend of yours?

[ooeeooahah]

Mhm, Egon's from a world a bit like mine, but I don't think it's exactly the same. Scientist studying the paranormal, and I still don't have a lot on info on what I can do, from that standpoint.

[ Ilsa shrugs, and her wings follow the movement gracefully. ]

He also needs to learn to relax, but that may take more work.

[catslooklikeme]

He gave me a funny look after holding that... thingie up in front of me? Should I be concerned?

[ooeeooahah]

Not really. I'm going to try to have both of you over for dinner sometime soon, for a proper introduction.

[ She lowers her voice slightly. ]

By the time he gets a reading like what I get from the Sight, I hope you two are at least on friendly terms.

[catslooklikeme]

Well, if he's friends with you, I'm game.

[Insert puzzled expression here.]

Whaddaya mean??

[ooeeooahah]

I think he might have a way to read power levels with the original technology, but the equipment he built from the stuff here isn't as precise.

[ Then she smiles, with a hug. ]

Besides, there's a lot of us odd'uns to distract him.

[catslooklikeme]

[Oh. Oooooh, right... dragon aura. Nall gets it now.

He returns the hug with a grin.]

Odd? Who's odd? Certainly not us, we're just... unique!

Care for a dance, classy lady?

[ooeeooahah]

I would, except I never learned how. Tarvek was going to teach me, but...

[ Ilsa shrugs with a grin. ]

[catslooklikeme]

What about all those times I saw you dancing in the kitchen? Don't those count?

[ooeeooahah]

[ She turns to him with a raised eyebrow. ]

All those times? How often have you seen me dance?

[catslooklikeme]

[Nall flusters.]

Uhm... a few? A couple? I think? ...you were definitely dancing the first time I met you! You looked like you were having fun!

[ooeeooahah]

[ Nall, you adorable stalker. ]

I'm dangerous when I dance, though. Alone, I don't have to worry about giving someone a black eye.

[ Especially since he was probably watching her practice combat forms ]

[catslooklikeme]

[The adorableness makes it less creepy, right? Right?]

Heh, I can sympathize. The first time I danced in human form, I didn't do so well myself. Feet were stomped, and they were not mine. In my defense, I'd only had the human form for a couple of days... and do you know how hard it is, adjusting to being a biped when you're used to walking on four legs and flying?