There's many in disguise. Some who are not and others who look dramatically different from their normal selves. It's a feeling he has like an itch in the back of the brain used to being capable of sensing so much more and now urging him to find out more- but also in observing the way certain people move or carry themselves.
Admittedly some are good at pretending to be what the illusions suggest. He doesn't try to pry too much if there's any oddities to notice. He has his own issues to hide.
The backpack won't be hindering him. And Elidibus is aware he should take his own advice about reaping the advantages of engaging in some of this sport even if it's just in practice. Understanding the limits of his far less powerful (even by standards of mortals on his world) body. He is observant and as Eda tries to get the ball past him, he is capable of pivoting on a heel and moving diagonally to intercept before it goes too far. Whatever physical limitations had him remaining on the sidelines don't seem to be in regard to his reflexes.
"You suggest you've never played before. Yet you are very adept at guiding the ball. Is there a similar sport where you are from?"
The ball is shot back while he's speaking. Can Eda talk and play at the same time?
Depending on exactly how observant he's being, there are probably a few things to note. Points where her balance doesn't quite seem to make sense, or where her reach seems longer than it should be. Marks in the grass that look like they were made by something sharper than her heeled boots.
"I don't know about actually similar," she says. Talking and playing doesn't seem to be an issue; she blocks the ball with a knee before kicking it back. "We had grudby. You can touch the ball, you can use magic, and it's a heck of a lot more interesting."
Quite observant as a matter of fact, but most of those are details to be tucked away for later. Things like voice and manner and movement and... what an illusion may be hiding. For now, it's worth measuring to gauge how the ball is going to be sent back.
There's no illusion cast on Elidibus. The one physical trait he needs to worry about is easily covered with sunglasses. The other thing he has to worry about... well that's what the backpack is for.
"So you come from a place magic is used openly," he comments. He sounds intrigued and his next words prove he's no stranger to the concept.
"My own world is no stranger to magicks. Nor toward what this star would call supernatural. It is a part of every day life and the natural world." To be honest it was quite foreign. Though if it is true and all magicks come from the Fears, it is at least reasonable to expect there to be people moving in the shadows to prevent its discovery.
"Do you find it difficult to adjust?"
Ball's coming back Eda. This time he manages a curve so it seems like it's going further to one side than the spin will cause it to end up.
It's a trick Eda's familiar with—and fond of—but it still catches her off guard at the moment. She has to dive to the side to hit the ball back with... was that an elbow? It must have been. Probably. She grins.
"Nice. But... yeah, it's been weird settling in," she agrees. Her tone is mild—her doesn't actually need to know how difficult it's been to adjust.
"It's like that where I'm from too." At least, what he said so far is also true for the Isles.
Perhaps those who come from worlds almost identical to this one can claim to have the 'easiest' time to adjust. But it certainly wouldn't be true to say they have it any easier. Elidibus would assume everyone has a very difficult time being treated as if you don't exist. Perhaps even moreso when everything around you seem familiar.
At least for most from worlds of magic and supernatural have the consolation that their worlds are not denying their existence.
Elidibus stops the ball and doesn't kick it back. Crouching down he picks it up as though examining it.
"I have never had the opportunity to visit another star. Though I have borne witness to many civilizations and sometimes met visitors upon my own. Time will tell whether I have a chance to be thankful for this opportunity."
Eda tilts her head to the side as she watches him pick up the ball, but she doesn't say anything about it.
"Oh? I guess I'm ahead of you there," Eda says, sounding a little amused by it.
"I used to come to the Human Realm all the time. Not... this version, but a pretty similar one. Only that one didn't have fear gods." As far as she knows, at any rate. It's possible she just never ran into any sign of them, but she doesn't like that theory one bit. And no one else's world seems to have had them either, even the similar ones.
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Admittedly some are good at pretending to be what the illusions suggest. He doesn't try to pry too much if there's any oddities to notice. He has his own issues to hide.
The backpack won't be hindering him. And Elidibus is aware he should take his own advice about reaping the advantages of engaging in some of this sport even if it's just in practice. Understanding the limits of his far less powerful (even by standards of mortals on his world) body. He is observant and as Eda tries to get the ball past him, he is capable of pivoting on a heel and moving diagonally to intercept before it goes too far. Whatever physical limitations had him remaining on the sidelines don't seem to be in regard to his reflexes.
"You suggest you've never played before. Yet you are very adept at guiding the ball. Is there a similar sport where you are from?"
The ball is shot back while he's speaking. Can Eda talk and play at the same time?
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Depending on exactly how observant he's being, there are probably a few things to note. Points where her balance doesn't quite seem to make sense, or where her reach seems longer than it should be. Marks in the grass that look like they were made by something sharper than her heeled boots.
"I don't know about actually similar," she says. Talking and playing doesn't seem to be an issue; she blocks the ball with a knee before kicking it back. "We had grudby. You can touch the ball, you can use magic, and it's a heck of a lot more interesting."
She includes magic in that very casually.
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There's no illusion cast on Elidibus. The one physical trait he needs to worry about is easily covered with sunglasses. The other thing he has to worry about... well that's what the backpack is for.
"So you come from a place magic is used openly," he comments. He sounds intrigued and his next words prove he's no stranger to the concept.
"My own world is no stranger to magicks. Nor toward what this star would call supernatural. It is a part of every day life and the natural world." To be honest it was quite foreign. Though if it is true and all magicks come from the Fears, it is at least reasonable to expect there to be people moving in the shadows to prevent its discovery.
"Do you find it difficult to adjust?"
Ball's coming back Eda. This time he manages a curve so it seems like it's going further to one side than the spin will cause it to end up.
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It's a trick Eda's familiar with—and fond of—but it still catches her off guard at the moment. She has to dive to the side to hit the ball back with... was that an elbow? It must have been. Probably. She grins.
"Nice. But... yeah, it's been weird settling in," she agrees. Her tone is mild—her doesn't actually need to know how difficult it's been to adjust.
"It's like that where I'm from too." At least, what he said so far is also true for the Isles.
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At least for most from worlds of magic and supernatural have the consolation that their worlds are not denying their existence.
Elidibus stops the ball and doesn't kick it back. Crouching down he picks it up as though examining it.
"I have never had the opportunity to visit another star. Though I have borne witness to many civilizations and sometimes met visitors upon my own. Time will tell whether I have a chance to be thankful for this opportunity."
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"Oh? I guess I'm ahead of you there," Eda says, sounding a little amused by it.
"I used to come to the Human Realm all the time. Not... this version, but a pretty similar one. Only that one didn't have fear gods." As far as she knows, at any rate. It's possible she just never ran into any sign of them, but she doesn't like that theory one bit. And no one else's world seems to have had them either, even the similar ones.