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vatheon2012-04-24 06:08 pm
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Who: Peony IX, you, that cute girl, and that one...
Where: Plaza
When: Early evening
Status: Open
Style: Anything goes?
Peony was not unfamiliar with large bodies of water, or with accidents involving it. Being that his capital city was surrounded by the sea and in fact the sea passed through the barrier and alongside Grand Chokmah's streets--which were more like bridges as a result--there was always the occasional seaspray or accident that meant someone was getting soaked. It was more where he was that proved strange. Well, it helped that it looked like he was under the sea instead of on it. He paused in his steps to tilt his head back, towel falling from his head only to be pulled over his shoulders. Just to make sure it hadn't just been a bad fall and he'd been seeing things.
Nope, still underwater.
Damn.
To be honest, he'd mostly been wandering in a circle. Pacing, in a way, to help him think. He'd spoken to a few of the shop owners, but Peony only drew the conclusion that this was all pretty crazy. This place--Vatheon, they'd called it--had to have some kind of Fonic barrier to keep the water from flooding everything. He'd mentioned the word, but gotten no sign that anyone had ever heard it before. That was mainly why it was pretty crazy. Unless you were sheltered (which, he admitted, could and did happen), you'd have to know what fonons were and possess a general understanding of how they're used in day-to-day technologies.
At some point during this walk, just before his current state of pause, he'd taken off his sandals. The squelching noise wasn't helping him think at all. It was actually pretty distracting because of how ridiculous it sounded, and the part of him that still acted like a child kept laughing at it. He held them in his left hand now, ring and little finger hooked through straps on either. The befuddled monarch pulled his towel back up over his head like a hood, wringing his hair while it was covered; he needed to do something about this. Was there anyone higher up he could speak to? A ruler? But all he found was a cluster of coral, which he hadn't realized he'd stopped so close to. Grimacing slightly, brows drawn together and upward, Peony couldn't help a small chuckle.
"Well, if anything's going to rule an underwater city, you're the best candidate." As if it could hear him. Coral wasn't alive in the sense that humans were, after all. They were everywhere though, as he recalled from books he hadn't touched in years, and this batch seemed no different.
One of the few comforts of this place was bits of what he could see were vaguely reminiscent of Grand Chokmah (if just underwater). It eased the stress of his bemusement some if only because it gave him some hope that maybe he wasn't so lost as he thought he was. This probably unintentionally made things harder by thinking this way, but he'd deal with it for now; he needed the calm. After all, answers with any real substance would make everything that much easier to digest, even if he was wrong. He'd have something else to fall back on that wasn't just confusion of the highest caliber, but in the meantime he wouldn't be panicking. ...It made sense to him, somehow.
With a heavy sigh, he turned his attention away from the glowing mass and cast his gaze out upon the shops again. He hadn't thought to ask anyone who wasn't a shop owner, just yet... Maybe that's what he should try. If he ran into a tourist, then oops. Next person. This in mind, Peony strode away from the coral to find someone else to ask. Someone who looked like they might know enough to answer his questions, anyway. Er. Well.
Okay. First person he got to!
"Hey, I was wondering if you could tell me something about this place. Where it is, if everyone gets here without knowing how and catches cold as a result, that kind of thing."
Where: Plaza
When: Early evening
Status: Open
Style: Anything goes?
Peony was not unfamiliar with large bodies of water, or with accidents involving it. Being that his capital city was surrounded by the sea and in fact the sea passed through the barrier and alongside Grand Chokmah's streets--which were more like bridges as a result--there was always the occasional seaspray or accident that meant someone was getting soaked. It was more where he was that proved strange. Well, it helped that it looked like he was under the sea instead of on it. He paused in his steps to tilt his head back, towel falling from his head only to be pulled over his shoulders. Just to make sure it hadn't just been a bad fall and he'd been seeing things.
Nope, still underwater.
Damn.
To be honest, he'd mostly been wandering in a circle. Pacing, in a way, to help him think. He'd spoken to a few of the shop owners, but Peony only drew the conclusion that this was all pretty crazy. This place--Vatheon, they'd called it--had to have some kind of Fonic barrier to keep the water from flooding everything. He'd mentioned the word, but gotten no sign that anyone had ever heard it before. That was mainly why it was pretty crazy. Unless you were sheltered (which, he admitted, could and did happen), you'd have to know what fonons were and possess a general understanding of how they're used in day-to-day technologies.
At some point during this walk, just before his current state of pause, he'd taken off his sandals. The squelching noise wasn't helping him think at all. It was actually pretty distracting because of how ridiculous it sounded, and the part of him that still acted like a child kept laughing at it. He held them in his left hand now, ring and little finger hooked through straps on either. The befuddled monarch pulled his towel back up over his head like a hood, wringing his hair while it was covered; he needed to do something about this. Was there anyone higher up he could speak to? A ruler? But all he found was a cluster of coral, which he hadn't realized he'd stopped so close to. Grimacing slightly, brows drawn together and upward, Peony couldn't help a small chuckle.
"Well, if anything's going to rule an underwater city, you're the best candidate." As if it could hear him. Coral wasn't alive in the sense that humans were, after all. They were everywhere though, as he recalled from books he hadn't touched in years, and this batch seemed no different.
One of the few comforts of this place was bits of what he could see were vaguely reminiscent of Grand Chokmah (if just underwater). It eased the stress of his bemusement some if only because it gave him some hope that maybe he wasn't so lost as he thought he was. This probably unintentionally made things harder by thinking this way, but he'd deal with it for now; he needed the calm. After all, answers with any real substance would make everything that much easier to digest, even if he was wrong. He'd have something else to fall back on that wasn't just confusion of the highest caliber, but in the meantime he wouldn't be panicking. ...It made sense to him, somehow.
With a heavy sigh, he turned his attention away from the glowing mass and cast his gaze out upon the shops again. He hadn't thought to ask anyone who wasn't a shop owner, just yet... Maybe that's what he should try. If he ran into a tourist, then oops. Next person. This in mind, Peony strode away from the coral to find someone else to ask. Someone who looked like they might know enough to answer his questions, anyway. Er. Well.
Okay. First person he got to!
"Hey, I was wondering if you could tell me something about this place. Where it is, if everyone gets here without knowing how and catches cold as a result, that kind of thing."
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[Because the result might be amusing. Oh, poor Guy. Also, clearly flowers are the best names? Oh, wait until she learns the entirety of noble naming schemes...]
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[She moves to pick up one of the brochures, handing it to Peony.]
This covers the basics of this place. It is a little outdated as we don't have the fairies anymore and our starfish communicators changed form recently, but you'll get the idea. I am happy to answer any questions you may have, or you can ask Jade or Guy.
[Either way he'll be asking Guy. Guy, explain.]
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What would you say the best way to start is? Other than getting cleaned up and figuring out what this place is about?
[He wiggles the brochure at that, just to indicate that it was addressed. And yes, Guy will be getting most of the questions. Undoubtedly. Because he's Guy.]
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[Spoilers: she didn't leave the place for a week after first arriving.]
This place has a great many cultures, after all. I was looking things up all the time at first!
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[Why didn't he think of that? Oh, because he's still having a hard time really comprehending what's going on.]
If it just plucks people from all over, I'd imagine so!
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Where is your communicator? I can show you how to call one of your friends.
[Hearing all of this from someone he knows might help it sink in a little better...]
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Don't really know; I was kind of in a haze when I got here?
[He thinks he was, anyway. It's strange to try and remember. Probably just the shock.]
Was I supposed to pick it up with the towel? Because I might have shoved it in a pocket...
[He pushes his wrap aside to fish through a hidden pocket.]
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[Huh! So much fabric with your clothes, honestly Peony. At least water has no effect on Vatheon's electronics - that would be pretty counter-intuitive. They all work the same for the most part, so she stands nearby and shows him how to make a voice call, going slowly so that he can replicate her actions once she leaves him in private to contact a friend.]
Do you think you have the hang of that?
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[Peony retrieves the hand-held item, wiggling it as he displays it to her. He watches carefully as she demonstrates how the device works, making a mental note to bother Jade about it later if he forgets anything. He flashes her a grin as he answers her.]
I think so, thanks to you~
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Do feel free to contact me if you have any trouble with it. For now, shall I give you some privacy so that you can get ahold of your friends? I'm sure you have many things to discuss.
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Definitely will. Would dinner count as trouble~? Though not with this.
[He's teasing. Mostly. Feel free to blow him off Zelda, he knows not
what the future holds for you and Guy!what he's doing, just being a derp.]1/2
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Perhaps I will call you sometime. Do take care.
[He'll regret it if she does, Zelda can talk long enough to make anyone's ears fall off. Little does she know, she's likely to regret it too. She waves politely and heads out of the Welcome Center to allow him to call Guy or Jade.]
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You, too.
[...And it's only after she's gone out and he's left to fiddle with things that he realizes it: her ears. Blue eyes widen and he sort of just... stares out the door for a moment.
And laughs. Wow, this place... This place...]