✨ you only get one chance...

[liltuna]

THE FIRST IMPRESSION MEME   You only get once chance to put your best foot forward. Screw that up, and you'll be forever seared in someone's mind as the person who had spinach in their teeth, or worse! ✨HOW TO PLAY 1. Drop a top-level! 2. If you have previous CR with someone, you'll have to let them know what your first-impression of them was. If this is your first time meeting, you'll be compelled to share what kind of vibe they give off. It's okay to be honest! Are they gross? Do they seem approachable? Do you find them incredibly hot?  3. Find out if your first impression was correct! Maybe that strange loner actually has a heart of gold? You'll never know unless you talk to them!

Comments

[longitudinally]

Dangerous.

[desertpowered]

What strikes you as dangerous about me? Interesting description.

[She's correct, of course - the reason why Paul is questioning further. He's curious.]

[longitudinally]

You have hands that want things and hands that take things. People who claim like that are dangerous.

[desertpowered]

Well...you aren't wrong, really, though I can promise you that I'm no threat to you and yours. Who are you?

[Paul doesn't particularly relish violence - but she's right that there's something bubbling inside him that even he isn't completely comfortable with. But he isn't at that point yet. Her words remind Paul of the bloody future that lies ahead of him.]

[longitudinally]

Oh, I'm a sylph! [ She stays constantly out of reach, keeping her distance, her wings fluttering and her feet seeming to barely touch the ground. ] I share a spirit with the forests. I'm born from the wind.

[ A small frown, as she cocks her head. ]

Where does your heart belong?

[desertpowered]

Born from the wind, a spirit of the forests. I've never met a sylph before, but there's a first time for everything. [Paul bows to her formally, both to be polite and trying to seem nonthreatening.] My name is Paul Atreides. It's good to meet you.

[Some kind of nature spirit. Interesting, and someone who deserves Paul's best manners.]

Well. I don't know yet, though I have a better idea than some. Why do you ask?

[longitudinally]

[ At his formal bow, she lights up and slowly, carefully, curtsies as well. A flutter of light as air skirts. ]

Because it's important to know where your heart belongs, Paul Atreides, or someone might lead it astray.

[desertpowered]

[Paul can't help but smile a little at the curtsy. The sylph seems friendly enough and the new perspective is one he appreciates.]

I suppose I'm going to have to learn, then. Being controlled is something I don't want. How should I do this?

[longitudinally]

Give you heart to someone you trust! That way, if anyone should come for it, it will already be gone and safe in the hands of someone else.

[desertpowered]

That makes sense. I have to trust that I know when I meet the right person. It's safer for me not to trust easily. Where I come from, betrayal and treachery aren't uncommon.

[longitudinally]

Humans make them so. But you must learn to trust regardless. It is not whether we're betrayed, it's whether we're capable of forgiveness!

[desertpowered]

Ah, forgiveness is difficult, depending on how severe the offense is. Can you forgive everyone who wronged you, however grievously?

[longitudinally]

I would forgive someone for causing my death, if they did it with the best intent and out of love!

[desertpowered]

[Paul tilts his head a little - how could you love someone and kill them? But he does understand that things can be complicated.]

Have you met someone yet, who you love?

[longitudinally]

Yes! [ She claps her hands in glee. Then, promptly, lets them fall as her eyes brim with tears. ] But he is not mine to love, for he is engaged to someone else.

[desertpowered]

So. [Paul notices the mood swing from happiness to tears, wondering if this is a trait of spirits rather than human beings.] You love someone you can't have? Can you imagine yourself loving anyone else?

[longitudinally]

[ Drying her eyes with fast, little swipes of her fingers, she looks up at him, face softening. ]

I am a spirit who lives for freedom. Even love cannot bind me. If someone else came who deserved my heart, I would give it to them!

[desertpowered]

[Paul nods. He can understand the sentiment she’s getting across well enough.]

Well, that only makes sense, given what you are. You’re a spirit - I would imagine that you live longer than human beings do.