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.]

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[missmimmi]

[Mimmi had decided it was time to explore the boat some more. She wasn't exactly fond of being cooped up in her room and the boat had shown not to be hazardous if you knew who, or what, to avoid. So Mimmi simply strolled down the deck mindlessly, looking this way and that to take in the sights.

But wait, what was that? Some sort of yellow-purple-floating thing. It... sort've looked like a tadpole. Mimmi paused where she stood, simply staring at the thing as it floated. It didn't look dangerous. Maybe it was friendly? She wondered if it could speak]

Hallo?

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

[Another voice? Rue pauses in his travels to turn and look at Mimmi, before making his way over to her. He stops short to make sure he's not crowding or going to startle her.]

Hello, Miss.

[missmimmi]

[Oh my, it spoke! It seemed friendly enough, and it wasn't attacking her either, so she offered a little smile]

Oh, hallo. Are you a passenger?

[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.

[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.

[missmimmi]

[Mimmi smiled and shook his hand]

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

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

Its nice to meet you in person, Miss Mimmi.

[He retracted his hand and smiled.]

[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.

[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]

Magical?

[Rue's interest was perked.]

Then it must be an atelier! ...Ah, I'm sorry, I got excited.

[missmimmi]

Nein, not at atelier.

[She laughed and then paused]

Or, well, it could be, I suppose...

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

I'll have to explore some more.

[He realized he was being rude.]

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be so thoughtless.

[missmimmi]

[Mimmi didn't notice the rudeness]

Thoughtless? How so?

[ruethepollywog.livejournal.com]

That I'm in your presence and thinking of other things.