Oh Oh It's Magic [Musebox]

[ringoutyourdead]

Adjusting to the magical department proves, for Sabriel, to be almost as difficult as adjusting to the giant ship in the sky with the handheld radio things. The new forms of magic she's been introduced to are not Charter or Free Magic, or anything even resembling them. She has no ability to tell if they're things that she can master or just forms of magic she is innately incapable of. And yet, she has to work with them.

She stands before some of the magical artifacts - at least those make conceptual sense to her, as they are objects that have, at some point, been charmed (usually) and strokes her chin. She doesn't speak to many when they pass, preferring instead to mull, but she does wave a hand slightly in greeting when Morgan enters.

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[morganknight]

That's well, because he hadn't come here with intent to pass. Morgan had been looking specifically for her -- and thanks to her waving and no small amount of luck, he'd actually managed to find her without overlooking her five or six times.

"How's it going?" he said as he stepped over to her, the question legitimate, but an obvious prelude to his real intentions on seeking her out.

[ringoutyourdead]

Sabriel presses her lips together as she decides between saving face and being honest. "Not well. It's as if the mechanisms I knew as the structure of my world are just footnotes here. I'll have to start my studies all over."

She hasn't touched any of the artifacts yet, in case one is cursed or something. "And yourself?"

[morganknight]

"Medical's always feast or famine, but it keeps being more and more busy for me as we lose people. Still, I do keep time for my side projects..." He ended that on a note that practically begged her to inquire, and the playful glint in his eyes and curl of his lips said he was pretty pleased with himself.

[ringoutyourdead]

"Oh? And what side projects would those be?"

She'll indulge his curiosity. He seems dying to elaborate.

[morganknight]

Still grinning boyishly, he reached into his coat, and from it produced a large, shiny apple that practically screamed 'delicious'.

He let her admire it for a moment before offering it to her.

[ringoutyourdead]

She takes it, holding it delicately with her fingertips. "Alright. And what does it do?"

Her girl's school told her not to just eat anything offered to her!

[morganknight]

Well, that threw a monkey wrench into his general pleased amusement.

"...You eat it, it's an apple," Morgan said.

[ringoutyourdead]

"Ah." Her cheeks flush a bit. "I presumed that if you were bringing it into the magical department, it would be some sort of enchanted apple."

She holds it up. "To good health?" And takes a bite.

[morganknight]

"No, no, I brought it to the magical department because the person I wanted to give it to is in the magical department," he said, grinning confidently once more (because he was quite pleased at that line, frankly).

[ringoutyourdead]

Sabriel's blush deepens. "A-ah..." She chews another bite of apple to cover for her speechlessness.

"Well, thank you, Mr. Knight. I haven't had much of a chance to feed myself with all the learning here."

[morganknight]

Blushing: a definite victory. "And even if you could, the slop is slop," he said, easing back on the charm to give her a break. "This, at least, is real."

[ringoutyourdead]

"As real as anything here." She tries to laugh off the blushing but nope, still there. "Would you mind showing me to where the medical bay is? I haven't had a chance to acquaint myself with the layout too much."

Besides, she wants to show him that she isn't scared off.

[morganknight]

"I'd be happy to," he said with a playful little bow. "Would you care to walk, or should I introduce you to the magnificent world of vehicular transport?"

[ringoutyourdead]

"I...believe I actually know what that is!" She finishes the apple and uses charter magic to disintegrate the core. "A car, aren't they called?"

[morganknight]

"Yes, that's --" He paused to watch that brief display of magic, out of curiosity. "That's right. I have probably the only working on the ship!"

[ringoutyourdead]

"Oh?" Sabriel gestures for him to lead her towards this vehicle. "Did you fix a dilapidated one?"

[morganknight]

"No, I actually found my car here," he said, as he led the way with a smile. "My personal car, custom-made, iconic."

[ringoutyourdead]

"Iconic? Does that mean you're some sort of famous, where you're from?"

[morganknight]

Morgan smirked, looking down at the floor for just a moment. "I'm famous for being rich. I'm rich because I inherited it. So it's the worst kind of fame for the worst reasons. It's not something I'm proud of."

[ringoutyourdead]

"There's no shame in inheritance." God knows Sabriel has inherited enough - if not wealth, then power, respect and a few supernatural servants. "As long as you don't flaunt it."

[morganknight]

"No inherent virtue in it, either, which is why being treated like I'm somehow special for being rich irritates me." He smirked, then, combing his fingers through his hair to accentuate its thick length as he looked sidelong at her. "But then again, I might not have gotten that sort of treatment if I wasn't also good-looking. So who can say?"

Morgan grinned, encouraging her to do so in turn at his own vanity. He put effort into looking good, but sure wasn't above mocking himself for it.

[ringoutyourdead]

"Oh, I agree. It's...infantilizing, in a way." She pauses, as if wondering if that's the right word, then decides that precision is a gift and that she's glad to have chosen it. She smiles, a bit lop-sidedly at that. "Well, I certainly don't see any looks worth treating differently."

[morganknight]

"That's because I still have a shirt on." He grinned playfully at her, arching his eyebrows as he nudged the door open with his shoulder to step outside.

Easy enough to spot the 2017 Ferrari Infinity: as Morgan had said, it was the only car on the ship. Sleek, black, low-slung, all elegant lines and built to be the coolest car on Earth, it seemed to radiate subdued power even without being turned on.

[ringoutyourdead]

Sabriel doesn't get it. There's a point at which things become so futuristic as to look absurd, and unfortunately this is over that edge to her.

"Why is it so..." she tries to think of a way to say it without being rude. Nothing comes to mind. "Short?"

[morganknight]

"Aerodynamics," he said, not particularly bothered by her lack of being impressed. One had to have general knowledge and context to understand. "The design has two basic intents. First, to make sure that the car is pushing aside as little air as possible, with as little disruption as possible, when it's traveling. Second, to make sure that when it is traveling, it's being pushed down." He flattened a hand in midair demonstratively. "That way, it stays on the road."