Prescribed Recreation part 3: Chillax'n with a Vengeance

[fleurdesel]

Who: House 44, House 46, House 3, Saori, Steve Rogers, and whoever wanders in
What: Movie night on the beach
When: September 9th, in the evening
Where: The Beach
Summary: After an unfortunate tussle with a Chaos God, work on a farm, a swarm of refugees and stress piled upon stress, sometimes all anyone wants is to sit back and watch classic movies.
Rating: PG for possible adult language
Something that everyone could agree on was this: the past three weeks had been several shades of stressful. What they needed, what they all needed was something mindless and relaxing shared in the company of those they care for in a neutral environment. The beach works well enough, and it's not that far a trip for anyone involved.

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[merelychewed]

[He's been told of them! And of videos. That's about the extent of his knowledge on the matter.]

So it's... like a TV? [He sounds uncertain. How many things like that are there?] A machine can do all that. How strange.

[Draco squints at the set-up further along the beach again.]

It wouldn't be those boxy things, would it?

[thebellthatbinds]

[Lifting a hand to shade her eyes Sabriel glances back down the length of the beach to where the others had mostly finished setting up.]

I believe those are speakers, made to amplify the sounds. The blue and white metal creature is what will be projecting the film.

[merelychewed]

[He searches for the blue and white object, managing to pick it out among the other items set up.]

It's a creature that does that?

[thebellthatbinds]

It is not technically alive like you and I, but it has a mind of its own even though its body is made of metal. To be honest I do not know much about it...it is after my time.

[merelychewed]

It could be a living thing under the metal. Humans put on metal armor like that.

[Though they don't project things. Well, maybe arrows or insecurity, but not pictures.]

[thebellthatbinds]

Possibly, but I have never heard of anything that could make the sound it does save for some sort of tropical bird.

However...in my home world it's possible for a Charter construct to take on something of a personality over time.

[merelychewed]

Pardon, but what is a Charter construct? An object like that one?

[The reference flies over his head, but he's curious.]

[thebellthatbinds]

No, a Charter construct is a being or creature made entirely out of magic for a specific purpose or job in my world. For example, a Charter Sending guard would be bound to the land it is assigned to protect; it would appear when needed, and fade when there is no longer a threat.

[And before she gets carried away Sabriel pauses in her explanation to give the Dragon a proper little bow.]

My name is Sabriel by the way, forgive me for not introducing myself earlier.

[merelychewed]

[He squints down at her.]

I begin to wonder if I'm the only one here without magical powers... [So long as he didn't count fire and his sparkly dragon soul as magical, anyway. The introduction receives a slight bow of his own head, which is as much as a dragon so big might bow in return.] Well met, Sabriel. I go by Draco these days, so you may call me by that name.

[thebellthatbinds]

I assure you sir, you are not; a few of my dear friends here come from worlds without magic and therefore possess none inherently. Although I suppose all of the residents could learn the Filial magic available here.

[Now that seems like a fearsome thought, a dragon of his size casting spells.]

It's a pleasure to meet you, Draco.