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[For once in his life, Molly’s not actually purple. Instead he’s a bright shade of pink and is floating six inches off the ground. Which would be great, but now, uh, he can’t actually go anywhere, because he has never actually had the occasion to learn how to move himself about while floating. So:]

All right, speak up. What’s happened this time?

[As he talks, his skin color fades into a riot-inducing shade of yellow. It still doesn’t go well with his clothes.]

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Let me guess, you don't NORMALLY come across as chameleon-like, huh?

[He arches an eyebrow, obviously referencing the magically changing skin tone. The clothes not matching is clearly not something the guy can help at this particular point in time, so he doesn't even mention it.]

Nope! Usually I’m purple. Haven’t got the magic to look like anything else.

[Is this magic? Honestly, considering this place, it’s either magic or someone’s science experiment has gone horribly wrong. Or right, but nobody’s claimed it on the network yet, so.]

I also usually don’t float. [At this moment, the magic chooses this moment to gently lower him down.] Well, how long did that—oh come on. [Great, now there are bubbles coming out of his mouth with every word, this is the worst.]

[Ah... it's rude to laugh, but the exasperation manages to get a chuckle out of him.]

Could be worse dude, bubbles are pretty innocent. One of the guys I got bunked up with has been rabbit shaped this whole time.

But purple's not so bad!

They taste like soap.

[Don’t ask how he knows.]

After going through all the colors of the rainbow today, yeah, I vastly prefer purple. [Oh, that sucks. Molly winces in sympathy, then shoves his hands into his pockets.] Sorry about your roommate. At least it’ll wear off soon.

Yeah, he doesn't seem too perturbed by it, to be honest. I could've had a worse first introduction!

[he waves off the sorry with a hand, chuckling a little bit.] Hopefully you'll be able to kick the soapy bubble habit soon too. I keep getting told stuff like this is pretty common here, is that true?

Unfortunately, yes. You’re actually lucky, coming in at this time—I’ve seen people come in right before a shitstorm happens, and when they’re caught up in it they’re not at all ready.

Really, at least this time it’s just a bit inconvenient.

I'll count myself lucky then! So far this place has got a lot in common with home, so I probably would have been able to keep my wits about me, you dig?

I'll keep my fingers crossed that the soapy thing knocks it off. Maybe see if drinkin something fizzy helps?

Another Tiefling! Hi! I have no idea what's going on here, so I'm sorry I can't help you, but I figured out how to use this device! Isn't that amazing?

[A beat.]

...Anton? What the f—my gods, what happened to you?

You know who I am? How do you know who I am? And what do you mean what happened to me?

You’re—we’re friends, we met here in this world. But you’re usually much older than this in the same way I’m usually a lavender tiefling.

[He pulls a face.]

I know the gossip rags like to call me a walking rainbow, but this is a bit much.

...wait, I saw this card in the room I woke up in, and there was a picture in the corner that looked like me but older. Does that mean that was my room?

Yes, that is your room. Where are you right now?

Maurtia Falls. I tried out the city to city porter thing, it was neat. I...don't actually remember what city I started out in.

Heard of the feywild?

[asks a voice that's uncannily familiar...but not.

it's ok the username is still Cecelia.]

[Molly actually squints at the username for a moment after his text-to-speech reader says it out loud, because—holy shit, really? It doesn’t sound like her.]

Someone dragged the Feywild here? [He laughs, a little, but there’s a hint of incredulity behind it. Incidentally, bubbles are now coming out of his mouth.] Well, now I’ve seen everything. It explains so much about what’s been going on.

[Yes, he’s heard of the Feywild.

Technically...they were always here. Just. Dormant. [she is hesitant to admit it was HER staff that was sleeping on that power.]

Someone...tickled the power a bit and...this happened.

...Yeah.

...ah. I’m guessing this someone hadn’t actually meant to cause all this trouble, when they woke up the Feywild’s magic? [He irritably swats at some of the bubbles floating around him.] Gods, it’s like I have soap in my mouth, this is awful.

More or less, yes.

[a beat.]

I'd offer suggestions on how to mitigate that effect, but...you know. Fey. Solutions could become worse than the problem.

So, what, we just have to wait this out? [A tired sigh, and Molly pinches the bridge of his nose.] I’m fine with that, it’s just terribly inconvenient.

[a sigh.]

Patience in times of stress is painful, I know. But please. Give me a little time? I'm trying to formulate a means to reverse this.

Wow, you look like you're coming down with some weird diseasie! And you lost a battle with gravity.

Feeling all rightie?

[Molly, by now, has managed to float back down, the magic having worn off for him there, but unfortunately his words are accompanied by pink bubbles pouring out of his mouth:]

I’m fine. Never felt better, even. It’s just someone’s magic gone wild again, it’ll be fixed in—mm, I’d give it a week.

[A shrug.] It could be so much worse.

Well as long as you aren't actually sickie--[wait.] Did you just say againnie? You mean this kind of thing happens frequently?

Yes. Unfortunately. [A shrug.] You get used to it.

[ Magnus, unhelpfully, wolf whistles. ]

Looking hot, Mollz. Pink's your colour.

[ ... ]

Yikes. Yellow's not.

Noted, the next time I end up suddenly able to change colors, I’ll try to avoid yellow. [Ugh, bubbles are coming out of his mouth now, this is the Worst.] I liked it better when everyone was singing and dancing, frankly. This is just inconvenient in a way that’s not all that entertaining.

I dunno, nothing's happened to me, so I'm enjoying it!

[ He lets out a bark of laughter. ]

Are you all right besides the, uh, technicolour dreamboat thing you've got going on?

Lucky you. I like surprises, but not when this is happening.

[But annoyed as he is, it could be so much worse, so he just gives a resigned sigh and nods.]

It could be worse. We could be hostages on the moon.

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