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driftfleet2017-09-11 09:55 pm
aetherflows) wrote in driftfleet2017-09-11 09:55 pm
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i've a feeling we're not in ul'dah anymore.
Who: Alphinaud and you!
Broadcast: Yes
Action: SS Goldstone, Lyuku
When: Anytime between 9/9 and 9/16
[action; ss goldstone]
[Alphinaud is nothing if not an intrepid adventurer. Dusting the confetti from his shoulders, he immediately goes to explore the length and breadth of the ship. If it's private quarters then he won't peek inside, but everything else is fair game. He wants to really, really understand what's happened to him-- and the only way to do that is with his own eyes.
He can be found on the bridge trying to make sense of the magitek (but not touching anything just yet), nosing around the lab and poking around the cabinets, or trying to /soothe the microwave.
Of note: he is four and a half feet tall and possessing very large pointed ears, as well as a large book at his side.]
[video]
[A boy of about sixteen with a very posh accent decides to invest in finally using the communicator. The background is very colorful, to say the least; he's standing in an alley near a very noisy bazaar.]
Assuming this fabled contraption works... greetings all. My name is Alphinaud. Having been apprised of the current situation, I cannot say I enjoy it any more than one could enjoy a kidnapping, dancing and parties notwithstanding.
Something is making me very uneasy about this place and I cannot fathom the precise reason. I am not one to ignore my instincts, however. I read back and saw a mention of something coming, perhaps, though what that thing is has yet to be elaborated on.
A clearer explanation of the issue would be appreciated. No need to be concise, here; I am of a mind to take notes.
And if by chance any of you have heard tell of a realm called Eorzea, I pray you do not remain silent.
[action - lyuku]
A.
[He's a little overwhelmed, sure, and he's far from home without resources or anyone else to depend on. But he knows his weaknesses... He knows he tends to depend on the Warrior of Light a little too much. So Alphinaud steels himself and he rolls up his sleeves, determined to do a little menial labor if it will earn his keep.
To the surprise of no one, he's especially good at math. The calculations required to map the stars and predict their movements are somewhat familiar to him, having been raised in Sharlayan in the Studium. He's not prone to fortune telling, though, so he runs various errands as an astronomer's assistant at the observatory. Sometimes he's carrying huge maps that are as big as he is and rolled up like proclamations, but a few times he's running a sweet coffee beverage instead.]
B.
[Armed with a little more coin and a lot of pent-up energy, Alphinaud takes to hiking up the thousand steps of Yanti Rock. It's a beautiful view-- breathtaking, really-- and he almost goes for his sketchbook. But he's also exhausted, panting and half-keeled over with his hands on his knees. Other tourists may be enjoying the view too. He is ruining it with noise.]
I-- [huff huff] -- I only counted six hundred and thirty seven steps, but that is -- [phew] -- quite enough, I think. Vertical steps are not steps at all but ladders, and-- t'would be fair for them to learn it... a few times... in this heat...
[He is having Regrets.]
C.
[Accost him while he's looking at funky glowing tarot cards or any other manner of things. Pick a dialogue option that'll have him embarrassed to talk to you. The choice is yours.]
Broadcast: Yes
Action: SS Goldstone, Lyuku
When: Anytime between 9/9 and 9/16
[action; ss goldstone]
[Alphinaud is nothing if not an intrepid adventurer. Dusting the confetti from his shoulders, he immediately goes to explore the length and breadth of the ship. If it's private quarters then he won't peek inside, but everything else is fair game. He wants to really, really understand what's happened to him-- and the only way to do that is with his own eyes.
He can be found on the bridge trying to make sense of the magitek (but not touching anything just yet), nosing around the lab and poking around the cabinets, or trying to /soothe the microwave.
Of note: he is four and a half feet tall and possessing very large pointed ears, as well as a large book at his side.]
[video]
[A boy of about sixteen with a very posh accent decides to invest in finally using the communicator. The background is very colorful, to say the least; he's standing in an alley near a very noisy bazaar.]
Assuming this fabled contraption works... greetings all. My name is Alphinaud. Having been apprised of the current situation, I cannot say I enjoy it any more than one could enjoy a kidnapping, dancing and parties notwithstanding.
Something is making me very uneasy about this place and I cannot fathom the precise reason. I am not one to ignore my instincts, however. I read back and saw a mention of something coming, perhaps, though what that thing is has yet to be elaborated on.
A clearer explanation of the issue would be appreciated. No need to be concise, here; I am of a mind to take notes.
And if by chance any of you have heard tell of a realm called Eorzea, I pray you do not remain silent.
[action - lyuku]
A.
[He's a little overwhelmed, sure, and he's far from home without resources or anyone else to depend on. But he knows his weaknesses... He knows he tends to depend on the Warrior of Light a little too much. So Alphinaud steels himself and he rolls up his sleeves, determined to do a little menial labor if it will earn his keep.
To the surprise of no one, he's especially good at math. The calculations required to map the stars and predict their movements are somewhat familiar to him, having been raised in Sharlayan in the Studium. He's not prone to fortune telling, though, so he runs various errands as an astronomer's assistant at the observatory. Sometimes he's carrying huge maps that are as big as he is and rolled up like proclamations, but a few times he's running a sweet coffee beverage instead.]
B.
[Armed with a little more coin and a lot of pent-up energy, Alphinaud takes to hiking up the thousand steps of Yanti Rock. It's a beautiful view-- breathtaking, really-- and he almost goes for his sketchbook. But he's also exhausted, panting and half-keeled over with his hands on his knees. Other tourists may be enjoying the view too. He is ruining it with noise.]
I-- [huff huff] -- I only counted six hundred and thirty seven steps, but that is -- [phew] -- quite enough, I think. Vertical steps are not steps at all but ladders, and-- t'would be fair for them to learn it... a few times... in this heat...
[He is having Regrets.]
C.
[Accost him while he's looking at funky glowing tarot cards or any other manner of things. Pick a dialogue option that'll have him embarrassed to talk to you. The choice is yours.]
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Another drink of water, and then:] So if this is your first time up here, then... [He doesn't like to assume anything, not anymore, given how weird things can get.] You're not from around here, are you? You're with the Fleet...?
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Correct on both counts. I landed here only a few days earlier, and I have spent my time in the employ of the astrologians-- that is, the astronomers in the city. The stipend we receive can't be expected to pay for everything, [he says by way of explanation. Alphinaud is a man of taste, or really, he's just spoiled rotten and doesn't know the true meaning of money unless he's cut off from his resources. Then he feels it like a damn noose around his neck.]
Have you traveled with the Fleet for very long?
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[He uses the sweatband on his wrist to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Then he says, trying to smile,] Depends on what your definition of "very long" is. I've been here for... for more than a year, and I'm the pilot of the SS Heron. I'm, uh... [At this point, he shouldn't be so shy about introductions, but there's always some anxiety that comes with wanting to make a good first impression.] I'm Shinji. What's your name?
no subject
Where I am from, ships do not fill the sky in more than meager numbers, nor do they sail among the stars. But scholars have ever looked to the heavens and drawn great conclusions from them. I know a little about charting the course of a star, though aught else is beyond me.
[Still, if he likes stars at all, then maybe they do have things to talk about. Maybe he's good at math?]
More than a year? Truly I had hoped to hear a smaller number, but... I suppose it can't be helped. [Alphinaud is observant; he noticed that his crewmates were very settled in.
But there are introductions to be made. He bows politely with a smile.] My name is Alphinaud. T'is a pleasure. [First impressions are important, and Alphinaud strives to make sure a second one is not needed.] I've been assigned to the Goldstone as a healer.