002 = Comment Log =

[ruethepollywog]

[After spending a few days resting from his arrival, Rue finally decides to explore the boat. Opening the door to his room, on deck 6; the doll looks around.]

Wow... This can't be a ship. It has to be an magician's atelier.

[The previous ateliers Rue was inside always had some monsters. He couldn't help but to be cautious, even though the information he received over the relic -- well communicator. The doll decided to transform in to a Pollywog (which is a giant yellow tadpole with a purple tail fin) to float about the ground and wiggle around the boat.]

Comments

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

Yes.

[She didn't seem to want to hurt him, so Rue transformed back in to his normal self.]

I'm sorry you had to see me in that form.

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

[He had taken another forkful before pausing when Amaria returned with tea.]

I couldn't, it wouldn't be right to take something without either you or Miss Christine was around.

[faeriexprincess.livejournal.com]

[A little sigh; at least he's very honest.]

Alright then, how about this; if you'd like anything from here, just call me on the comm, and then I'll know you've taken something. That better?

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

...Comm?

[That's the second time he's heard that word. He fished around in a pouch and pulled out the communicator.]

This relic?

[faeriexprincess.livejournal.com]

[Relic?]

Yes, that's the communicator, or comm for short. It let's us keep in touch with the other passengers on board the ship. Here, let me see...

[She takes his and turns it so it's facing him again, pointing out some of the more important buttons]

This is the call button, what you would use to get in contact with someone. This is talk, to respond to a message; this is text, which is... sort of like mail, but much, much quicker. It's a bit tricky at first, but once you get used to it you should be ok.

[missmimmi]

[Oh goodness he just transformed. Woah]

Oh, um, that is quite all right.

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

[Well this was kind of akward... The doll fixed his hat before offering his hand to her to shake.]

I'm sorry if I startled you. My name is Rue.

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

So a magician didn't make this?

[He followed the explaination before nodding.]

Thank you for explaining, Amaria.

[faeriexprincess.livejournal.com]

No problem, Rue; I needed it explained to me when I first got here, to.

[She hands it back and takes a sip of her tea.]

So, how do you like it here so far? Have you met many people yet?

[She's curious, so sue her >>; ]

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

This doesn't seem to be a boat. It looks more like an atelier.

[He takes back the device and puts it away.]

I have talked to a few people over the relic, but haven't met anyone; besides you.

[missmimmi]

[Mimmi smiled and shook his hand]

Oh, Rue? I believe we have spoken before. I am Mimmi.

[faeriexprincess.livejournal.com]

You're right; it doesn't seem like a boat at all. But if you go up to Deck 1, you can see the sides and the ocean around us, so it has to be.

[She blinks.]

Oh? Well, there's lot's of nice people aboard, but there's also some bad ones. Unfortunately, I'm not to sure who's here anymore, so I can't really tell you who to avoid...

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

I'll take a look later.

Someone did tell me to avoid a man named Erol. Do you know anything about him?

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

Its nice to meet you in person, Miss Mimmi.

[He retracted his hand and smiled.]

[faeriexprincess.livejournal.com]

Erol.

[The faerie sours a bit, frowning. Her hold tightens on her teacup; well, at least someone's mentioned him to Rue...]

If you can avoid him, do so whenever possible; he's about as bad as you can get. He's got red hair and ears like mine, from what I can tell; I've never actually seen him, that I remember. He's sadistic and kills for the joy of it. Christine...

[Le sigh.]

Christine will tell you different, because she's infatuated with the man, but just stay away from him and you should be alright.

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

Then he can't be that bad, can he?

[Although, the comment about 'kills for the joy of it' made a pit form in the bottom of his stomach.]

[faeriexprincess.livejournal.com]

Please just trust me on this Rue, he is that bad.

[She knows what he's done, especially to Christine, but that's not her story to share.]

The man has no conscience...

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

I see and I do believe you, Amaria.

[Its not like he can't defend himself from the man, Rue does have several powerful forms to transform in to.

They needed a change of topic...]

Is there many things to do here?

[missmimmi]

[She nodded her head and dropped her hand]

Have you been well, Rue? You have been managing all right?

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

Yes, I have been. I was resting for a few days and finally decided to explore this atelier.

[missmimmi]

A... An atelier? What is an atelier?

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

[He explained gesturing with his hands.]

Its a magician's workshop, where they create relics.

[faeriexprincess.livejournal.com]

[Nice switch, Rue; the faerie perks a little.]

There's a few. You can go swimming, or wander around some of the shops. There's a forest and some caves on one of the lower decks, and I've briefly seen a huge field of wildflowers as well.

There's a big library if you like to read, and an... ar-cade, though I'm not sure what that is...

[missmimmi]

Oh. I see.

I am very sure this is not an atelier. It is just... a very odd, magical ship.

[She still feels crazy saying that]

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

How interesting.

[Rue picked up his fork to dig in to the cake, pausing to take a sip of tea.]

Are we allowed to go anywhere?