Mr. Misting

"Well, maybe not exactly a falling star, but that's just what one hears about, um, would..." Quest trailed off, looking at the figure closer. "I, um, are you quite all right? You look a little, um...washed out?"

Miyako tried to subtly look over at the chefs, to see if they had noticed Yerik's odd behavior. It was not very subtle. Yeah, but what exactly we trying to succeed at? Miyako said. Quieter, just to Yerik, Miyako said Oi, Acolyte. You cutting clean? Quest jumped at the voice, almost dropping his notebook over the edge. Desperately scrambling, he managed to grab it and turn around. "Oh, um, hello! Yeah, that was terrifying! Did you see it, hear it? I mean, I've heard stories of falling stars and all, but, well, I never thought one would drop right in the road before me. Um, have you heard of anything like this?"

Quest looked up at the sky, carefully scanning for anymore surprises. There didn't seem to be anything, just clear skies and a few trailing clouds. Quest looked back at the hole. "Huh. Um.." Quest squatted down besides the edge and pulled a notebook out his satchel, detailing what he was seeing. Sudden hole appeared, about 15 feet width... Quest wrote. This was fascinating.

Quest slowly pulled himself off the road. He stood up slowly, legs still shaking and ears ringing. He blinked. Quest wobbled forward until he was standing on the edge of the crater in the middle of the road. The jagged hole went straight down, so far Quest couldn't see where it ended. Something seemed to be glowing, with a strange red light in the hole. So something really had fell from the sky. "Oh, well," Quest said, "that seems improbable." @Ookla the Silver @Ookla the Reborn

Well, you see the thing is I am a terribly picky eater. (Also hi, this is from way back when!) When I have food, I religiously keep them from touching. Mixing foods isn't something I do, at least nothing weird. I guess I have had ice cream and hot sauce, which I disliked, but that's probably the weirdest combination.

Miyako grabbed a bowl and threw it at Hyron. "Pasta. Sauce." Miyako pointed, while miming dumping copious amounts of one onto the other. "Eat. I'll tell ya, best food in every sea I've sailed so far. Better then whatever leafy dross you're raised on." Miyako picked up her bowl of pasta, and started shoveling it into her mouth. So, ya all got a plan for what we're gonna do, or we just going keep getting thrown 'round by the princess? She said mentally to Hyron and Yerik, trying to focus as the strange voice had taught her. @Ookla the Reborn @Ookla The Storyteller @Ookla the Abstract @Channelknight Fadran @The Halcyon Girl

Dave quirked his mouth up into a smile. "No harm done. Say, how goes the gods and those beings? Any news?"

Miyako gave a shrug as she began to shovel a mound of pasta onto her plate. "Dunno. You can," Miyako wriggled her fingers mystically," talk to her if ya want." "Yes! Yes, let's go," Quest took a deep breath, "do that."

Dave looked curiously at Glenda, his voice becoming more formal. "Hello Higher Being. If I do not know you it is because parts of me are Sealed away. I am Arbiter and pleased to meet someone else on this mortal plane."

COMING. Miyako ran. Two minutes later Miyako slid into the kitchen. WHERE'S THE SAUCE?! (Not using telepathy, just loud.) Quest stood up, leaning on his staff. "Thank you for, um, letting me use the aether stone Vance. I'm glad Kealie is probably healed and silently existing." Quest held out the aether stone staff towards Vance.

Miyako sat placidly on her bed, mediating as she brushed out her hair. When a loud voice screamed in her head she flailed about, both trying to reach for her sword and jump to her feet. She ended up on the floor brandishing her comb very threateningly. Grumbling, she responded upon realizing what had happened. THIS HAD BETTER BE SAUCE OR SOME OTHER SIMILARY IMPORTANT THING OR I'M GONNA STAB YOU.

Quick pro tip (can I still call it a pro tip if I'm only mildly good?) Quick mediocre tip that I'm enforcing upon myself: I'm ok at writing and I know the only way to get better is it do it. So I'm writing a book and even though I have had 3+ better book ideas and I am fumbling through every scene I know the best way to get better is just to do the thing. And once I finish the first book the second one will in theory be better. Sorry, I don't know if that helps. That is just something I've been thinking about. As for the actual prompt: Stories, writing crap. I like dumping ideas onto a page and question what the heck I am doing. Music. Whenever I can care enough to just go fiddle around on a piano and play cool songs I always love it. I'm pretty good but I'm not good enough to be *struggles* good good, so I don't really write songs or play as much as I probably should even though I quite enjoy it. I wish I had time. Probably other stuff. Other weird clever answers that only vaguely tie into the prompt.

@xinoehp512 @CalanoCorvus

Miyako groaned. I don't know. That's more then no minutes. Speaking aloud, Miyako continued: "Guess I'm gonna go do stuff. Get me when the sauce is done."

Huh. Ok is the sauce done now?

Wait, if learning is this easy why doesn't everyone know this?

Miyako grinned back at Hyron. Don't see how I could be much louder then you. But when did you two learn to scream in my head?

Quest dropped onto the ground, lying on his back while breathing heavily. He pumped a fist in the air while giving an halfhearted cheer. Miyako, who was totally oblivious to the prior conversation, paused at the doorway. She spun around, and squinted at Hyron. Hyron?!