without fanfare; action&voice

[mongoosegrin]

[GOOD MORNING. guess who's got feet enough to move again! and it only took, what. a week? good times. though Alex hasn't gotten to prowling yet; he's on the angled roof of the Gilded Castle, the story he'd been holed up in; his feet are dangling in Edel's window as he lounges, trying to...egh...enjoy this too-close sunshine

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[pimpsaw]

Your point?

[mongoosegrin]

My point? [hm?] Well...It is not something natural in Olvoski. I wonder if it the same for others. Would it alarm them? Or perhaps it is a nice thing to know.

[pimpsaw]

Clarify the extents of your immortality.

[mongoosegrin]

[his voice is laced with a bit of a laugh.] Not...dying? Or simply dying and not staying dead.

[pimpsaw]

Do you age?

[mongoosegrin]

[mmmm...] I would assume so. But I do not feel myself older or younger. How would I?

[pimpsaw]

You're not human, I'm assuming.

[mongoosegrin]

You are assuming correct.

[pimpsaw]

Then what are you?

[mongoosegrin]

Darkov.

Do you know this word?

[pimpsaw]

No.

[mongoosegrin]

It is for people like me. Weapons who walk, but not humans. Only looking like them.

[pimpsaw]

Ah. Interesting.

[mongoosegrin]

Is it? [feigned amusement.] What am I talking to, then?

[pimpsaw]

... [there's a beat of silence on the other end. she never really put much thought into what she was]

An entity with physical form.

[mongoosegrin]

[a light sound of interest.]

Entity could mean a lot of things, I think. How do you mean in this way?