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ruethepollywog) wrote2009-07-07 07:10 pm
ruethepollywog) wrote2009-07-07 07:10 pm
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002 = Comment Log =
[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.]
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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[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...]
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[The faerie grins and pushes it towards him a bit.]
Go on, dig in. Don't worry about any sort of payment.
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This is really good. Um, do you want to share this with me?
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[Ama blinks at the second bit, a little surprised. Most people didn't like sharing their cake.]
Hmm... you sure?
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[He nodded.]
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[The faerie shuffles about for a moment, preparing two teas; just a bit of milk and sugar in his, since she's not sure if he's had tea before either.
She comes back and sets his cup beside the cake, taking a forkful of the slice for herself.]
If you ever want some food from here and me or Christine isn't around, feel free to get something from the fridge, Rue; there's also a couple of other restaurants on board if you don't want sweet food.
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I couldn't, it wouldn't be right to take something without either you or Miss Christine was around.
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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?
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[That's the second time he's heard that word. He fished around in a pouch and pulled out the communicator.]
This relic?
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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.
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[He followed the explaination before nodding.]
Thank you for explaining, Amaria.
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[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 >>; ]
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[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.
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[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...
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Someone did tell me to avoid a man named Erol. Do you know anything about him?
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[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.
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[Although, the comment about 'kills for the joy of it' made a pit form in the bottom of his stomach.]
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[She knows what he's done, especially to Christine, but that's not her story to share.]
The man has no conscience...
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[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?
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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...
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[Rue picked up his fork to dig in to the cake, pausing to take a sip of tea.]
Are we allowed to go anywhere?
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[She sips her tea, thinking.]
There are a couple of places that are 'technically' open that you should avoid, as well. Camp Carnival especially; it's dangerous.
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