Mokey Fraggle ([personal profile] thewisdomwithin) wrote in [community profile] starlightcafe2019-11-11 10:12 am

Everybody that I meet just seems to make my life complete

The magic of this part of Outer Space just kept surprising Mokey - particularly the transformations. While it was all impossible to understand, she had found she liked that about it best of all. It was so mystical! Not every "why" needed to be answered. As such, she wasn't hung up on why Daniel had been able to transform into a Fraggle. She had just accepted it, and of course, welcomed Daniel to visit the group in their home with open arms.

He'd been passing time with Gobo - as indicated by the music that echoed underground - but Gobo'd had something to do eventually, and left. While Mokey had originally been seeking out Daniel just to make sure he had everything he needed and was enjoying himself, a thought occurred to her on the way - now she could truly thank Daniel for his help and his courage in the poaching incident.

She followed what was now the sound of just one instrument until she found him seated on a shelf in the rock wall, strumming idly. "Oh, Daniel!" she called up with a wave.
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[personal profile] scattered_rose 2019-11-11 03:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Getting used to the Fraggle transformation in the first place had been quite a feat, and had taken a few days. He liked to think he had it now, and it was quickly becoming one of his favorite alternate shapes to hang around in that wasn't the dire wolf- mostly because he missed the smaller size his prior coyote demon form had given him. It was nice to be able to go through doors again.

Getting used to the instruments had been something else. Some of them were familiar, but the one he currently had in his hands- a "gourdtar" not unlike Gobo's own, in fact Gobo had even helped him make it -had taken the most effort to learn. He still didn't understand quite how it could sound like so many guitar family instruments, but that was all part and parcel of Fraggle magic, he supposed.

He was practicing a little with it, idly going between different tunes when he heard his name called. Glancing up, he then sat up with a smile, lowering the guitar.

"Oh, hey Mokey. What's up?"