Yeah, that would inspire some epic-level gaping on Victor's part. And it is likely that, eventually, he will. Butterflies are on his mind a lot -- in fact, he dreamed up some last night. They don't look anything like the ones currently visible in his sketchbook, but if one should flutter by. . .well, Victor would be quick to point it out. Miraculous indeed -- Victor's only been here a day, but already he can see that.
Victor shrugs apologetically again -- then freezes as the Miracle Modus comes up. What in the world?! How -- and then Kurloz is actually pulling items out of it, like coats and skulls and bottles -- Victor takes the offered soda without really thinking, still trying to figure out just what it is Kurloz's done here. All right, apparently it's some sort of (very flashy and hard to track) storage pocket. . .that's getting a little hard to look at with all the bouncing around and jiggling. . .
He blinks and shakes his head a few times as Kurloz dismisses the Modus, needing a moment before he can focus on the text on the screen. Oh. Apparently Kurloz has something other than a chalkboard for his communications. . .but it's all right. He can handle it. It works. A small box with writing on it is easier to understand than the Modus. (And besides, somebody already mentioned using a PILLOW for theirs.) "They're -- they're not, always," Victor says, trying to get back on track. "A lot of them are darker -- brown is a popular color. I believe it's because they're nocturnal. The colors help them blend into shadows or moonlight better, to avoid predators." His gaze shifts to where the Modus was. Oh dear, this is going to bother him unless he inquires. "Do -- do you mind if I ask what that was? The, ah, squares thing?"
((OOC: I seeee -- yes, I can see how it would be a miracle to find what you're looking for in that. XD))
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Victor shrugs apologetically again -- then freezes as the Miracle Modus comes up. What in the world?! How -- and then Kurloz is actually pulling items out of it, like coats and skulls and bottles -- Victor takes the offered soda without really thinking, still trying to figure out just what it is Kurloz's done here. All right, apparently it's some sort of (very flashy and hard to track) storage pocket. . .that's getting a little hard to look at with all the bouncing around and jiggling. . .
He blinks and shakes his head a few times as Kurloz dismisses the Modus, needing a moment before he can focus on the text on the screen. Oh. Apparently Kurloz has something other than a chalkboard for his communications. . .but it's all right. He can handle it. It works. A small box with writing on it is easier to understand than the Modus. (And besides, somebody already mentioned using a PILLOW for theirs.) "They're -- they're not, always," Victor says, trying to get back on track. "A lot of them are darker -- brown is a popular color. I believe it's because they're nocturnal. The colors help them blend into shadows or moonlight better, to avoid predators." His gaze shifts to where the Modus was. Oh dear, this is going to bother him unless he inquires. "Do -- do you mind if I ask what that was? The, ah, squares thing?"
((OOC: I seeee -- yes, I can see how it would be a miracle to find what you're looking for in that. XD))