<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/CbThKQ5.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Location</strong>: Nevermore Lunchroom<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Tara, OPEN<hr/>They blinked at the comment. It took a second for their brain to catch up and realize the situation.<strong>"Oh? Oh! ohoh. No!"</strong>They waved their hands in front of their face as much to defend from the accusation as to try to hide their flaming cheeks. A second later, they blinked rapidly as it occured to them they might be overthinking it,<strong>"Oh, umm, another thing hard to explain to someone that's never done it."</strong><br/><br/>The lean shapeshifter scratched their chin a couple times while finishing off their sandwich. The chips were a lot less crisp now as they'd had a chance to soak up the eggy flavors. Still, the salty spike was nice and they hummed appreciation as they chewed,<strong>"Umm, ever been in an earhquake? That feeling you get where your sense of balance is all over the place. Feels like your whole body is slipping? Or, maybe, vertigo? It's like that. not painful, really, but you sort of slip. Your sense of self, your body-sense: it all sort of slides."</strong>They pinched their fingers together on both hands, touched then, then drew them apart like stretching a rubber band.<strong>"Then, like a rubber band stretched out, it all sorts of snaps back into place. But not exactly the same place. It's like the anchor point has shifted when your sense returns."</strong>As the stretched part slowly came back, they moved the original point down a bit. They shrugged and popped a couple chips into their mouth to chew. Rolling their eyes up and left, they chewed just as much on the description they'd given. Nodding, they gave the thumbs up,<strong>"About as good an explana-"</strong><br/><br/>And then yet another shortstack showed up. Nyx had never considered themselves the tallest person, the werewolves saw to that generally, but they felt an absolute giant lately. They snapped their jaws shut as Tara made the introductions and had to fight down another rosy blush at being called 'cute cotton ball.' Huffing a heavy breath, they pointed an accusatory finger at Tara,<strong>"Listen here, missy, you're going to give me a complex. Spirits above know I have plenty of those already."</strong>Still struggling a bit they finally looked up more carefully at the newcomer only to suddenly jerk their head back down,<strong>"Good grief, you can't just walk around like-"</strong>Except they were and a quick glance around the cafeteria showed them no statues in the area. Blinking, they looked up more closely and saw the milky white eyes of the snakes.<strong>"Oh?! Sorry."</strong>They glanced quickly at the eyes of the girl and saw nothing strange. In fact, they seemed to lock onto people normally. Blind snakes on a gorgon, strange.<strong>"Yeah, like the walking talking noir film said, call me Nyx. Plant your keister."</strong>They returned their attention to Tara,<strong>"Sure, but not Outcasts like us, I think. Leprechauns would be fairies, I think. Right? You could summon one. Not sure if that includes the pot of gold or not."</strong><br/><br/>They waited then to see where this conversation would take them.