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Thinking with -- OW, THAT WAS AN ARROW.

Nehaalista stood back and admired her handiwork. Warsong Gulch lay spread out before her, each piece carefully and slowly laid in from memory. She was a little hazy where exactly one side of the gulch turned into the Barrens, but that was neither here nor there. The fact was it was big enough to move in, and that was all that mattered.

In addition to the usual look of the Gulch, Nehaalista had added a spectators' area to the north, nested securely in the branches of one of the incredibly tall trees that lined the area. So long as no one decided to knock the spectators over into the woods, Nehaalista was satisfied.

She crossed her arms and looked around one last time before nodding to herself.

((OOC: Welcome! This is a chance to play Capture the Flag as our Warcraft Denizens are used to playing it. It is permissible to post! ~~No, guys, this does not go towards your Silverwing Sentinel or Warsong Outriders' reputation.~~ OOC Plotting-planning-lololols are here)

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"Well, I hope so!" Miku laughed. She leaned forward to get a better look at the playing field. "I'll be cheering for anyone in the magic department..." Miku looked back at Tavros.

"...So, maybe both teams, if I'm unlucky."

Tavros smiles back at her, a little shyly.

"Yeah, probably. Are, uh, are you part of the magic department, then?"

Miku nodded, "I am! It's nice to work under Nanoha-san. My abilities aren't that useful though, so I spend a lot of time doing other things and training."

Which was great, most of the time. Not so much when she ended up passed out somewhere. "What about you? Have you thought about joining any of the divisions?"

"Me?" Tavros seems geniunely surprised. He hadn't thought about it. "I don't, um, think so, not unless the Outsiders is one. Uh, I'm not really sure, what the divisions are."

"I'm not sure exactly what the Outsiders are, but that seemed for the younger people on the ship." Miku shrugged. "They seem like a good group, anyway. Ah... let's see... Well, there's the magic department, and security... there's... Science, Engineering, Medical... Oh! All the people doing things on the Hangar deck, too. I guess it really all depends on what you're good at."

Tavros nods a little. "Well, I don't think I'd be too good at any of those," he admits. "I can, uh, commune with animals, but that's about all."

He looks out at the players. Still no match yet.

"Um, what is it you do?"

"Right now? It's mostly learning to get my ability under control," Miku smiled sheepishly and looked down at her lap. "And when I'm not working with them, I sometimes help in the medical bay." Miku nodded a few times.

"Oh... that sounds, kinda cool," Tavros replies, looking sheepish. After a pause, he continues, "Sorry, uh, I don't think I asked that, exactly right. What I meant was... what kind of abilities do you have?"

"Oh... Oh!" Miku covered her face with her hands. "I can see things in the past, through objects. And ghosts. I can see ghosts. Really, it's sort of useless."

Tavros smiles apologetically. He's just used to being awkward, it's no big deal to him anymore.

"Well, uh, I think that's kind of cool. You could solve crimes, or, uh, find buried treasure or something with a skill like that."

He glances around, then lowers his voice. "Um... are there ghosts, here?"

"Sometimes!" Miku replied. "They're sort of annoying, but they seem to be generally harmless. Mostly, if you pretend they're not there, they can't really do anything."

"Though, I guess that's the truth about a lot of things."

"Maybe..." Tavros shrugs. In his experience that's not true at all, but what does he know about ghosts? Or her, for that matter? "At least they don't, uh, bother you. I know a girl who can, hear the dead, but I think it's probably different."

Before Miku could answer, a tall, Draenei woman appeared at the front of the spectator's box. She was impeccably dressed in a fine linen shirt and a "The match will begin in thirty seconds. My name is Jurea, and I will be your commentator." Several screens lit up on either side of Jurea, highlighting areas of interest.

The first screen was the Warsong Outriders' Base, the second the tunnel that lead from the field to the flag room, the third was center field, the fourth and fifth were both views of the paths leading into the Silverwing Sentinels' base, and the last panel was their flag room.

"Th-thank you," Miku told the draenei in a confused, small voice.

That had been a bit surprising. She turned her attention back to Tavros. "I hear them, sometimes. But it's been a while." Miku shrugged slightly and looked for a place to change the subject.

"Did the, ah, blue team just get bigger?"

Tavros nods in agreement with Miku. He'd been a little surprised by the Draenei woman's sudden appearance as well.

"Wow, uh, I think you're right. Is, that allowed?" He glances at her uncertainly and shrugs. "It's not that, trolls don't use their powers when we play games and things, even if we're not, uh, supposed to, but it happens."

"Participants may cast supporting spells on their fellow teammates to give them an edge, yes," Jurea explained as her voice also noted to the participants on the field that the game had begun in earnest. "The Alliance side has taken to the field first, Vindicator Nehaalista, Kang, and Vita have met in combat with Seviilia Brightwing, the Pyro, and Celena. On the Horde side, Cowbunga and Cinque have taken a more... ingenious route to the Alliance Base." Jurea trailed as said two of them road in a mechanohog across the field for the Alliance base.

"Oh," Miku tilted her head at Jurea and tilted her head back to Tavros. "What sort of games are they? Dangerous ones? Or more like a sport?" Though, that was probably equally dangerous.

Miku never had been one of those running-jumping-athletic people, anyway. From somewhere else, a small explosion (shown to be a flung fireball in the Alliance base on one of the screens) rocked their spectator stand.

Tavros hesitantly thanks Jurea for the infodump and takes a moment to appreciate the explosion before answering Miku.

"Yeah, troll games can be, really dangerous. A lot of them are good training, and uh, good preparation, for when we grow up. But I think the risk is part of, um, why they're so much fun..."

He trails off, watching center field. That sure is a lot of dragons. Also Vita. Go, Vita!

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