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[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.]

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[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

You have?

[In an instant, Rue shifts from his Pollywog form to his normal self.]

Its nice to meet you Miss Amaria. I'm Rue.

[He offers a hand to her to shake.]

[faeriexprincess.livejournal.com]

Nice to meet you to, Rue, but just Amaria is fine.

[Ah, so he's a shape shifter of sorts; makes a bit more sense then just a talking tadpole. Ama accepts his hand and shakes, grinning a little wrly.]

Mhm, I've seen things much stranger, Rue. I'm not exactly 'normal' myself.

[She wiggles her ears just a little to get her point across. ]

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

If you are sure Mi-- Amaria.

[Sorry, it was a bit of a habit to call people by Sir or Miss. Realizing that he still had his hand out, he pulled it back to his side.]

What do you mean?

[She wasn't a doll of another Aeon, was she?]

[faeriexprincess.livejournal.com]

[She giggles a little at the slip; the kid was cute in an awkward sort of way.]

I'm a faerie, though I'm not sure if my kind exists where you come from or not. Suffice it to say I'm a magic user. How about you?

[The faerie shifts a bit, legs stiffened from being crouched for so long. She grins a little again.]

If you're not comfortable with saying, don't worry about it; I'm a bit to curious for my own good sometimes.

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

No, I haven't heard of such speices; although, Klaus might know or Mint. She can use magic too.

[He lowered his head before looking back up.]

I'm not human, I'm a doll that was created to resurrect an Aeon known as Valen.

[He didn't want to go in to further details about it. It could be seen from his expression that something horrible happened.

...Claire.]

[faeriexprincess.livejournal.com]

[She knows the feeling all to well, Rue.]

We all have a purpose, though it may not be the one we are told of by others.

[That's enough philosophy for today. Ama pushes herself up, brushed off her legs, and smiles a bit again.]

Have you been here very long, Rue? Have you explored yet?

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

[He gave a nod to the comment of philosophy. Orders and will.]

No, I just arrived a few days ago. I was recovering inside my room.

[faeriexprincess.livejournal.com]

Mm. Well, I'm just wandering around, if you'd like to join me. I've been, ah... a bit under the weather lately, but I should remember enough to show you where some things are, if you wanted.

[Did under the weather really include an apparent month-long-nap? Ah well, close enough.]

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

You should rest, have some warm liquids to drink and soup if you're still 'under the weather' --

[Rue realize that was he acting a bit to concerned even if he didn't understand what 'under the weather' meant.]

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude.

[faeriexprincess.livejournal.com]

You apologize to much, Rue, relax; you weren't being rude.

[Hee, he reminded her of herself a few months back, really; apologizing for everything when it wasn't his fault or he'd done nothing...]

I'm alright now, so I don't need to rest; being up and about is what I need right now. Besides, good company is said to make a person feel better!

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

[He blinked, a bit surprised.]

I have never heard of that before. Are you sure you want me to come along?

[faeriexprincess.livejournal.com]

[A giggle; he's so cute!]

I'd like if you did, Rue; wandering is more fun with company. But it's up to you, I'm not going to force you.

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

I would like that. You know more about this place than I do.

[faeriexprincess.livejournal.com]

Glad to hear it. Now...

[The faerie begins to walk, slowly though, not wanting to seem like she's in a hurry. Because she's definately not in a hurry; the last thing she wants to do is go back to her room...]

What would you like to see Rue? There's a forest... a swimming pool, a couple of cafes... the deck with all the suitcases...

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

A swimming pool? Cafes? Suitcases? What are those?

[Such strange things, but Rue was curious none of the less.]

[faeriexprincess.livejournal.com]

[Hmmm, how to explain...]

A swimming pool is like... a mini, man-made lake of sorts. A cafe is a place to get food, usually of the dessert variety. And suitcases... well, they're things to carry clothes in when you travel, I think...

[Go not being from this world either, yay!]

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

How interesting.

[He paused and scratched the back of his head before checking his pouches.]

Ah, excuse me. Could you direct me to somewhere to eat?

[faeriexprincess.livejournal.com]

[This time she smiles fully.]

D'you like sweet things, Rue, or would you rather more 'normal' food? There's a couple of places I can take you.

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

Either is fine. Please, lead the way.

[faeriexprincess.livejournal.com]

Alrighty, follow me.

[You're in for a treat, Rue, no standard elegante food for you! The faerie heads for the stairs, knowing exactly where she's going.]

I'll bring you to the cafe I've been running with a couple of my friends; there's cakes and cookies and a whole bunch of sweet stuff, I think you'll like it.

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

[The doll follows along, intreged.]

I don't think Claire prepared those before -- Ah, she's a good friend of mine.

[faeriexprincess.livejournal.com]

Different people prepare different food, the same can be said for different cultures. I didn't know what most of the things I make now were when I first came here.

[She leads him along quietly, humming a little. It's not till they reach the cafe that she pauses, flicking on the light switch of the little stand and disappearing behind the counter.]

Be out in a sec, Rue! Have a seat.

[The faeries not sure what they have in stock, so she's just going through the pre-made cakes for him; poor thing's likely starving.]

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

[The young doll took a seat on one of the indicated chairs, making sure his pouches weren't getting in the way.]

I believe that whatever you will give me will taste wonderful.

[faeriexprincess.livejournal.com]

I appreciate the confidence in my cooking, Rue, but I still want to find you something good!

[Ahah! There it is- the faerie reaches into the baaaaaack of the fridge where she kept some of the cakes hidden- Evie had always had such a sweet tooth- and proudly brought it out, grabbing a fork before turning back to where the boy sat.]

Here Rue, hope you like it!

[She sets the slice down in front of him, grinning. Rue, meet Death By Chocolate, and yes, there are little chunks of the stuff in it as well as chocolate cream.]

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

Wow!

[He had never seen such a thing like this... Mainly because he had lived out in the country side with Claire for several years.]

I have to pay you with something, don't I?

[He started to fish in to his pouches for something. Stones, coins, Arc Edge cleaning supplies, some jerky...]