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]

I'll be fine. You haven't seen my more powerful forms.

[He gave a reassuring smile.]

I doubt they can crush my will.

[faeriexprincess.livejournal.com]

[She tries to return the smile, believing him; hey, if she was at 100% power, she wouldn't be worried about them either, but...]

I trust you, Rue, but the boat hinder abilities; you might not be as powerful as usual in your forms. It's cut my magic in half, if not more...

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

What?

[He blinked, surprised by this information.]

[faeriexprincess.livejournal.com]

Mhm, it's one of the 'catches' of this place, so to speak. Not only do we lose our weapons, but any abilities we have are weakened. Take me.

[She sits back a bit, concentrates for a bit, and manages to summon a tiny bit of magic into her palm, just a little orb.]

This is about all I can do, here, along with a few shield and healing spells. Normally, I have unlimited access to magic and spells.

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry to hear.

[He lowers his head.]

...So, that's where my Arc Edge disappeared to.

[faeriexprincess.livejournal.com]

Yes, they take all weapons away. Normally we don't need them, but sometimes...

[The faerie reaches across the table to put a hand on his shoulder, smiling faintly.]

I do believe you when you say you can hold your own, Rue. Just be careful, okay?

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

I will, Amaria.

[faeriexprincess.livejournal.com]

I'm glad.

[And now she leans back and smiles.]

Now, finish up your cake! It's getting late.

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

[He nodded and finished up his piece of cake and tea.]

Do you want me to walk you back?

[faeriexprincess.livejournal.com]

[A brief grin.]

I should be alright; my room is quite a ways away from yours. Do you know how to get back to your own? I can show you the way back if not.

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

Ah, I think I might be able to get back on my own.

[He put the fork down and stood up.]

Thank you again for the drink and cake.

[faeriexprincess.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you liked it; it was nice to get out for a while.

[The faerie places the dishes in the sink for later, flicking off the stands lights as she exits. Coming out beside him, she smiles a little, offering her hand in a good-night gesture.]

Okay, if you get lost just call me. It was nice talking to you, Rue, see you later?

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

[He shook her hand and nodded.]

Yes, I will talk to you later. Good night, Amaria.