Because it's a light thing. Mirrors and shit operate on light, and Darkling magic is all about the manipulation of light. The fuck are you talking about- Fairest magic is about charming people.
Dude, my Durance was with two of them, you think I don't know how obsessed with being pretty they are? A mirror's like a signature Fairest item, of course they can use them as fucking doors.
You know what? I'm texting Coda. They'll know, and they're gonna prove I'm right-
[ He got his network device out and started tapping away. Literally tapping, one finger poke at a time. Someone teach this man how to type on a phone. ]
[He's not wrong, though, is probably the thing, and Gil can't resist scrambling into the nest properly so he can crouch beside Bugsy to read the reply when it comes in.]
[ Bugsy tapped out 'hey coda mirror walking is a darkling contract right?' and leaned on Gil's shoulder as he waited for a response. It pinged a moment later- ]
I mean, it's gotta be, right? [He drops on his ass and leans against the wall, leaving a leg pressed against Bugsy again. His thighs are thick enough to be an armrest.] How else is mirror walking a Beast thing and not Fairest? Shit, what d'you think that'd even count as, Den? It's not Fang and Talon, that's for fucking sure.
I'm not a fuckin Ogre, why would I- wall or shield, I think? Fuck me- how the hell did we just never know y'all weird ohssies call them different names? I swear I've met changelings from other places before.
It's Ozzy, fuck you. [eat shit bugsy] And they're like- Stone and, and Oathbreaker or some shit, I don't even have any-- why the fuck should I know, I don't exactly have a fucking excess of American Changelings to ask, you and Coda are the first I've ever fucking asked about this.
[One of Gil's ears visibly twitches in annoyance.]
Yeah, like. I guess they do the same thing? I've got one for just getting stronger and one for completely beating the shit out of walls and things, then a couple of Autumn ones.
Mine are mostly about staying hidden. Plus a contract to let me climb up walls, plus this-
[ He flopped himself forward, and by the time he hit the bed, he was a mutt that looked very similar to Ms Mojo. He scooted himself to flop his head and front paws in Gil's lap. ]
[Admittedly he still jumps when Bugsy suddenly transforms into a fucking dog, but-- honestly it's kind of cute. His ears flick up when Bugsy starts crawling into his lap, though, and his hands rise like he's not sure if he's allowed to touch.]
[ Bugsy tilted his head at Gil, as if asking 'really? You're gonna ask me like this?', but he did have a slight limp, and he tucked his leg under himself to indicate that he probably shouldn't touch it. But Bugsy-dog whined a little, stretching his head up to try and reach Gil's hands. ]
...look, I'm just asking. [It was a yes or no question Bugsy you can't be that mad.
But since Bugsy's also reaching up for it, Gil lowers his hands onto his friend's dog head and starts gingerly patting him, rubbing his hand from the mutt's forehead to the back of his neck.
And since he has two hands and it feels weird leaving one hovering, he just rests it on Bugsy's neck, stroking gently with his thumb.
[ Bugsy let out a sigh and settled in to get comfortable, his eyes shut as he enjoyed the feeling of Gil's hands in his fur.
It was probably kind of weird. It was almost definitely kind of weird- but he couldn't bring himself to care. His tail wagged lazily in delight, and he let out a couple of low, happy whines. ]
[ It's definitely weird, but Gil feels like some kind of recompense is owed for that bite, so. Awkward petting it is.
His hands don't stay in the one spot the whole time; after a minute or two he shifts and puts both hands on Bugsy's neck, using his thumbs to gently massage the bases of his ears. And if he likes that, he'll shift his hands up to cup his whole ears and massage them in his palms.]
[ Oh yeah, that's the stuff. Bugsy's hind leg thumped against the bed, and his mouth fell open into a pleased looking smile in the way dogs did. He could get used to this, his tail also thumping against pillows as his wagging picked up the pace. ]
[Okay, even knowing it's Bugsy, that's kind of fucking cute, and Gil lets out a soft huff of his own at the sight of it. Potentially, maybe Bugsy doesn't hate him.
He's just gonna keep playing with Bugsy's face, roaming his hands around the doggy head and jaw to see what other sweet spots he can find. He may be basing some on personal preference.]
[ Even if Bugsy did hate him, this would've probably made up for it, considering how he was reacting to all the scritches and massages his face was getting. Hell- after not too long, Bugsy seemed delightfully out of it, and scooted a little closer into Gil's lap, leaning on him and seeming to start to doze off.
[Oh-- okay, this is what's happening now. Bugsy's going full dog mode and just snuggling him.
...honestly, he's kind of okay with this. Gil just shuffles his back a bit to get comfy, very carefully adjusts his legs so Bugsy doesn't put one to sleep (plus, weird ankles makes comfort a bit trickier), and just. Keeps patting him.
He may also doze off like this, patting Bugsy is very soothing for him too.]
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I dunno why Darklings were teaching you, my dude, that is one hundred percent Fairest. I think it's part of the whole Reflections set.
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[ He got his network device out and started tapping away. Literally tapping, one finger poke at a time. Someone teach this man how to type on a phone. ]
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[He's not wrong, though, is probably the thing, and Gil can't resist scrambling into the nest properly so he can crouch beside Bugsy to read the reply when it comes in.]
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The fuck do they mean it's a Beast contract?!
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What the fuck happened to Contracts in America?!
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[ He tapped back a thank you a moment later, because they did ultimately settle that argument, even if he didn't like their answer. ]
Shit- are there regional differences in contracts? Is that a thing we're dealing with now?
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idioticoutrage.]The fuck is Steed? Oh my god. What d'you call Ogre contracts, then?
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[ Because that was the important bit. He lightly shoved against Gil's shoulder. ]
Well, it's weird. I dunno if we have different contracts or not, but the fact y'all call them different things is really, really weird.
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Yeah, like. I guess they do the same thing? I've got one for just getting stronger and one for completely beating the shit out of walls and things, then a couple of Autumn ones.
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[ He flopped himself forward, and by the time he hit the bed, he was a mutt that looked very similar to Ms Mojo. He scooted himself to flop his head and front paws in Gil's lap. ]
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Uh. Does your... arm...? ...still hurt like this?
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But since Bugsy's also reaching up for it, Gil lowers his hands onto his friend's dog head and starts gingerly patting him, rubbing his hand from the mutt's forehead to the back of his neck.
And since he has two hands and it feels weird leaving one hovering, he just rests it on Bugsy's neck, stroking gently with his thumb.
...this feels weirdly intimate.]
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It was probably kind of weird. It was almost definitely kind of weird- but he couldn't bring himself to care. His tail wagged lazily in delight, and he let out a couple of low, happy whines. ]
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His hands don't stay in the one spot the whole time; after a minute or two he shifts and puts both hands on Bugsy's neck, using his thumbs to gently massage the bases of his ears. And if he likes that, he'll shift his hands up to cup his whole ears and massage them in his palms.]
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He's just gonna keep playing with Bugsy's face, roaming his hands around the doggy head and jaw to see what other sweet spots he can find.
He may be basing some on personal preference.]no subject
Sorry Gil, you can't move him, it's illegal. ]
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...honestly, he's kind of okay with this. Gil just shuffles his back a bit to get comfy, very carefully adjusts his legs so Bugsy doesn't put one to sleep (plus, weird ankles makes comfort a bit trickier), and just. Keeps patting him.
He may also doze off like this, patting Bugsy is very soothing for him too.]