Won't anyone come and soothe my pain?

[dualbladepaladin]

Who: Hubert Ozwell, OPEN
Where: Plaza
When: Late afternoon
Style: Fine with anything
Status: Open

Another new arrival, another person waterlogged in the plaza. Today it's a young man, no older than seventeen or eighteen, in a heavy uniform of some sort that might actually be familiar to a few people in Vatheon. There's a pair of glasses near by, having fallen off his face at some point, and a very large double-bladed staff weapon under his right hand as if he'd been holding on to it moments before.

There's a small problem, though.

He's unconscious. And not moving.

What do, Vatheonites?

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[dualbladepaladin]

Hmn.

[He doesn't give much in the way of comment to her explanation, but her question does get a more interested response, looking up at her over the top of his tea cup.]

Yes. Please. That would be helpful.

[zelda_hylia]

[Zelda takes out her SFC and brings up the residency list.]

This is the Starfish Communicator, as mentioned in the brochure there. You should have one on your person, as well as the mark of Vatheon.

[Seeing the mark is only going to happen on request, sorry Hubert. She passes her SFC to him.]

That's a list of all the foreigners currently within the city.

[dualbladepaladin]

[The starfish thing was a little odd to read about, but seeing one in person does make it a little more understandable, if not really strange.

He takes it, scrolling through the names slowly. Two names stand out to him and get something of a happy expression, but one actually gets...

Well.

Actually his expression is sort of unreadable.]

Some of my friends are here.

[zelda_hylia]

Oh, good. They should be able to help you settle in, then. Provided that they didn't just arrive themselves, at least...

[She doesn't give in to the urge to look over his shoulder, as strong as it is.]

Would you like me to show you how to call them? Or you can get cleaned up. There is a shower here.

[dualbladepaladin]

[He gives it a little thought, and while the desire to run off and find them immediately is tempting, he figures they have to be somewhat safe. They are capable of taking care of themselves, after all.]

I think I can wait a while before speaking with them. A shower actually sounds nice after all this...

[zelda_hylia]

Very well. I can wash the salt out of your clothes while you do if you like. It can't be done quite as easily with magic as taking away the moisture can, I'm afraid.

[Zelda gets up and crosses the room, opening the door to the little bathroom. Wanting to wash the salt off is totally a normal reaction to arriving in Vatheon!]

[dualbladepaladin]

[He certainly doesn't want to stay like that. His uniform is awkward enough as it is.]

Thank you.

[He nods to her and stands, but hesitates near the door]

I'm sorry, I didn't get your name, Miss... ?

[zelda_hylia]

Zelda. I apologize for not giving it sooner, but information about the location seemed more important than introductions.

[She steps to the side to let him in the bathroom, smiling.]

[dualbladepaladin]

That's quite alright. Thank you for all your help, Miss Zelda.

[He puts a hand to his chest and bows politely.]

I am Hubert Ozwell. I would like to repay your kindness, when I'm more settled.

[zelda_hylia]

That isn't necessary. I believe that we should all stick together in this place. We certainly can't trust our kidnappers, after all. Just treat me as you would any comrade, hmm?

[It sounds like she genuinely means it, but it is hard to tell with someone new.]

[dualbladepaladin]

I suppose there's some truth and that.

Well, none the less, I'll extend an offer - should you ever need any assistance I will be more than glad to help when and where I can.

[zelda_hylia]

Well then, I appreciate it. Go on, get cleaned up.

[She steps to the side to let him in the bathroom. Maybe she should ask Minato about putting a cat door on it so that people can push their clothes out... something to think about.]

[dualbladepaladin]

[Hubert nods and heads in, getting his clothes off so he can hand them back through the crack in the door before he goes to shower.]

[zelda_hylia]

[The princess makes short work of them, drying them with magic once the salt is removed. She sets them in front of the bathroom door, putting on a pot of tea. It's kind of nice to have a routine like this!]

[dualbladepaladin]

[A short time later, the shower shuts off, and Hubert's clothes are retrieved from where she put them.

A little longer, and he emerges, dressed and clean. He's much more presentable like this, and though his serious expression hasn't changed much it's clearer he's happier too.]

Thank you. That's much better.

[zelda_hylia]

Of course. Shall I show you how to contact your friends, now?

[She's got her SFC out and ready, Hubert! Don't you need more Pascal in your life right this instant?]

[dualbladepaladin]

[Of course he does!]

Yes. The sooner the better.

[zelda_hylia]

Very well. This is the text function. It will send a written message to the recipient.

[Taking out her own SFC, she moves close so that Hubert can watch over her shoulder as she slowly brings up a contact list and scrolls through it until she finds a name. She selects the person and sends them a short text message. After that, she switches it to audio.]

This is the audio function. It will send your voice.

[And finally, she switches to video.]

This is the video function. It will send your voice and image.

[And send! Hubert, it's your SFC that's making noise now.]

[dualbladepaladin]

I see... seems simple enough, if not a bit odd...

[Though not nearly as odd as Pascal's method of communication.

The beeping on his gets a quiet 'hm?' noise as he takes it out and looks it over, fumbling with it for a moment before he applies what she showed him to the functions, bringing up the message.]

A remarkable device, if nothing else. Thank you for showing me.

[zelda_hylia]

Of course. I'll let you contact your friends, now. Do feel free to call me if you have any other questions, Hubert.

[Tucking her own SFC away, she waves at him. She certainly doesn't mind staying, but if she were in his shoes... she'd want to contact her friends as quickly as possible, and privately.]

[dualbladepaladin]

Yes, of course. Thank you again.

[he puts a hand to his chest and bows curtly, taking his leave a few seconds later. He meant what he said about his offer for help, but he does quietly hope this means there's a chance at friendship for them somewhere down the line.

Not that he'd ever say that out loud.]