driftfleet | 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

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[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.]

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[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.]

Threaded | Flat

[Yanti rock was quickly becoming one of Rose's favorite places on Lyuku. Even with all the tourists, the site retained an aura of calm, and that's to say nothing of the gorgeous view.]

[A gorgeous view that's made all the better by the sight of a familiar face.]

Alphinaud, is that you?

[She lets a small smile slip as she walks over. Not three days ago, Rose was skeptical she'd see anyone from home again, and yet here she is. It's not happiness, necessarily, but this does help her feel a little more comfortable.]

[Not so comfortable she isn't going to poke light fun, of course.]

It looks like you waged quite the battle with those stairs. It's a pity Estinien wasn't here to see it, I'm sure he would be proud.

[She had to take a full hour rest before she could enjoy the view because she was too tired after climbing, but details.]

[A child on the communicator? To Worf anyone under the age of around twenty one was a child to him. Sorry. He frowned at the boy's words and wondered where Eorzea was.]

No one knows what is coming but it seems that the Atroma have a hand in this. The Atroma are our captors if no one has told you this already.

[Worf wants to kill them.]

I have not heard of Eorzea before. If you seek people from your own world here you might be unlucky with that.

[Shinji, on the other hand, feels freaking great after jogging to the top of Yanti Rock. It's actually kind of incredible how some exercise can do so much to lift the heaviest of his spirits. He's in the middle of warming down--legs bent, arms stretched out--when he hears what sounds like a dying animal somewhere behind him. There's a splutter, a wheeze, a desperate gasp for air...]

Hey there, [he says, once he realizes it's a person.] Are you okay? [This white-haired guy seems... strangely familiar, but it's been so long that Shinji doesn't recognize him beyond an inkling. More importantly, Shinji is tugging a full water bottle out of his belt holder, just in case Alphinaud needs it.]

[There was a running joke amongst the residents in Crowley's previous home that the microwave was continually broken in ridiculous ways. The ones in the Fleet tend to be a touch more robust (or perhaps the comedic timing is off for them) but that doesn't mean that sometimes some newbie will take one out.

He pauses on his way past the kitchen, leaning on the doorframe, watching with folded arms and a deeply amused expression. ]

Well. Now it's ruined. You monster.

Lyuku B! Also let me know if you'd like me to change anything. o7

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