Drift Fleet // AU

[ladiesss]

[you'd think she'd have learned by now, but great power does not necessarily bring great wisdom along with it. she's a very talented spellcaster (at least when it comes to the Primal Arts), but she's only been aware of her fae nature for a year, maybe two. that's not nearly long enough to get over wanting to turn vampires into lawn chairs just because she can.

which is why, today, Krista is trying to catch frogs in the middle of the hallway. they didn't start out as frogs, but she doesn't want anyone else to know that--because bad things happen when humans catch you enchanting things, and she hasn't exactly polled the rest of her crew regarding their opinions of magic and magical creatures yet.

in fact, she hasn't really said much to her crew yet at all. she seems somewhat antisocial, and has this thing where her voice can't raise in volume much higher than a whisper. she dresses in long-sleeved shirts and skinny jeans and wears a lot of dark makeup around her eyes and seems to spend two-thirds of her time either reading or writing in a journal of her own.

today, that extra one-third leftover is being spent kneeling on the floor, trying to be faster than some dull-colored amphibians that keep jumping away from her right before she can snatch them in her bony little fingers. after one wriggles right out of her hands, she groans a loudly as physically possible (which still isn't very loud, for her) and says:] This is so stupid.

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[cutsdeep]

[The things Veda's seen since she's been here have been pretty incredible. But they haven't done much to get her out of her shell. It feels almost like an invasion when Krista arrives on their ship. She was used to the other people, would probably take an arrow for them, but they made her uncomfortable, and new things (people) made her even more uncomfortable.

She hadn't much of a reputation around there except maybe gruff and quiet. She spent most of her time working out, in her room, or patrolling the halls (which she saw as a duty of hers as security).

It's unavaoidable when she runs into Krista in the hallway. She's right in the middle of it, and Veda had to eat eventually. She approaches quietly, her face contorting with curiosity, disbelief, and some small part of her that is quietly pleased to see a frog. She bends and grabs up one of the frogs, tapping his little head once affectionately, a small smile on her face.] What happened?

[ladiesss]

Uh...

[Krista looks up from her unsuccessful frog-scooping just in time to watch one of her other crewmates do what she was starting to think was impossible. she opens her mouth... and then closes it again. eyes widening in severity, she ignores the question to point at the frog sitting mostly-still in the other girl's hands.]

Did you seriously pick that frog up just now? Like it was nothing?

[cutsdeep]

[She blinks at her for a second, then looks back down at the frog.]

Was it supposed to be hard?

[She's not bragging, but... okay she's bragging. She's good at stealth.]

Maybe the frogs don't like you.

[That's kind of you, Veda.]