i.m. (to action) ☁ sept. 13

[clearasil]

Hey, camp.

[ Not that she holds any superstitions relating to the day itself, but the Hecate counselor can't help a grin from where she sits on the steps of her cabin after breakfast. Is that ... thunder and lightning in her Iris Message or are your eyes deceiving you? ]

Since Friday the Thirteenth is upon us --

[ There's a witchy cackle in the background and she stifles a snicker. ]

-- Sorry, couldn't help it. Anyway.

[ With a wave of her hand, the thundering stops, though it still looks like she's somehow wandered onto the set of Sleepy Hollow. ]

We don't have any experts on dream interpretation, would we? No, it's, uh nothing serious. Now that I'm getting sleep - not that you care - it's been weird.

But enough about me. [ An unusually impish smile forms on her lips. ] I just wanted to warn you all to beware the black cats in camp, that's all. [ It isn't often that Natalie pulls pranks, but when she does, she goes all out. Besides, something funny should help lighten the mood. Even she will play a part in lifting some spirits and since Hebe was so kind to have dropped a bunch of animals on the place...

Letting a black cat cross your path will either a) put a full rain cloud over your head b) leave you a little ... tongue tied (did you mean to ask questions in another language?) c) give you actual butter fingers. The effects don't last any longer than a couple of hours. ]

Sorry in advance. I'm just practicing.

[ In a clap of thunder, the feed ends. ]

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[commandertoolbelt]

She likes the sky. I thought it fit.

[ Shrug. He has a propensity for odd names. Take Festus - "Happy" the dragon. ]

What're you waiting for?! She's the most lifelike automaton I've ever seen - if you didn't know she was a machine, there would be no way to tell at all. Whoever made her was pure genius. I bet she'd like you, too - she likes pretty much everything so far. Wonder what she'd think of the magic thing, though... She'll definitely have a lot of questions about it.

[ His voice trails off as he starts thinking. Magic is a lot different from mechanics... Sky is smart, but would her creator - or Hephaestus - have given her any knowledge about that? Doesn't seem likely. ]

[clearasil]

I've been busyish as usual.

[ She listens to him with an amused quirk of her lip, arms folded over her chest. ]

Magic and machinery can be combined in various ways, so I've heard. Sounds cool. I'm sure you've got tons of questions for her, too. I'll find her soon.

[ The trick would be to actually explain how all her magic works. ]

[commandertoolbelt]

[ He rolls his eyes. ]

Studying, then. I don't know how you do it; I would've gone insane a long time ago.

[ That's debatable. Some say he already is, and Leo accepts that proudly. Being nuts is part of his charm. ]

Maybe she's got some in her. You wouldn't believe how real she is. Sometimes it's hard to remember she's not actually human.

[clearasil]

[ She smiles wryly. Insanity and sanity are two things she thinks about a lot, especially in regards to her mother. Not Hecate, but Diana Goodman.

On the other hand, Leo's type of nuts is appealing to her. ]

I wouldn't be surprised if she had some magic in her either, going from what you've already said. How long until you'll be able to replicate the machinery?

[commandertoolbelt]

[ His enthusiasm fades a bit. ]

A while. I don't have the technical skill to make someone like her.

[ Yes, someone, not something. Automatons have feelings, too. But honestly, the work that went into Sky was amazing - he can't even imagine what her skin and hair are made out of, let alone the inner mechanics. ]

[clearasil]

You can do it.

[ A short laugh. ]

After my spells wears off, anyway.

[commandertoolbelt]

Maybe someday.

[ Maybe. Probably not. ]