#08 [voice/action]

Jan 25, 2011 22:01

[voice; early morning]
[A completely unfamiliar girl's voice may be heard over the journals, but for anyone who's spoken to her before and had paid enough attention, the accent and certain words might be recognizable as used by one Brooke Eirichu.

Oh, sora mea. I knew things were strange sometimes, but I wasn't expecting to just wake up looking ( Read more... )

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[Action] sunkurbattleshp January 26 2011, 05:10:27 UTC
[Somewhere around the square, there is a bottle. A largish but not too unreasonably-sized bottle. Rolling about and grumbling just slightly and oh hey, someone's there. It may have blundered into your ankles, but it's not terribly big.

There is a small ship in this bottle; a rather strange looking one, with the sails placed oddly, where they exist at all.]

Pardon me.

[It also talks.]

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[action] adoridelabun January 26 2011, 05:42:37 UTC
[Something just rolled into her, so she's looking down at it now. She wasn't expecting it to speak when she made eye contact(?) with it, though!]

Huh?

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[action] sunkurbattleshp January 26 2011, 08:27:05 UTC
[The bottle rolls away a short distance, as if the ship inside is getting a better look.]

Hey, you have thumbs, right?

Could you break this bottle for me?

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[action] adoridelabun January 26 2011, 17:35:49 UTC
[She's starting to wonder if she's really just still asleep; waking up as her cousin and then being spoken to by a ship in a bottle...really didn't make a whole lot of sense, even for what she's seen of this place so far.]

Uh...sure.

[She opens her left hand and stares at it a moment, as if expecting something to simply appear there. When nothing happens, though, her expression falls just a bit and she looks around for something else to use, settling on a medium-ish rock found on the ground. With the rock in one hand, she takes hold of the bottle with the other and swings for the neck, aiming to simply provide a bigger opening rather than outright busting the entire thing.]

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[action] sunkurbattleshp January 26 2011, 21:07:51 UTC
[The ship waits. Impatiently. Though that's a bit hard to tell, with Murasa being a ship and all.

When the bottle's neck breaks and shatters off, the ship seems to take a breath--lifts off what could count as a floor--and tries to fit though the opening.

Unlike an actual impossible bottle, though, it doesn't work. No matter how much it wiggles or turns or tries to make the hole larger.

Murasa disapproves.]

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[action] adoridelabun January 27 2011, 06:08:43 UTC
Hang on a sec.

[She chips a bit more at the opening, trying to widen it further.]

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[action] sunkurbattleshp January 28 2011, 18:29:52 UTC
[The ship backs off as this helpful stranger chips at the hole some more. Dum de dum Murasa wants out.

The next time she tries, she gets three-quarters of the way out!

...but the last quarter is occupied by a remarkably templelike aftcastle. Which is too tall.]

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[action] adoridelabun January 28 2011, 19:00:29 UTC
[Rather than continue chipping away, which by now would probably risk harm to the ship itself, Brooke grabs at either side of the current opening of the damaged bottle and tries to pull it apart from what cracks are now in the glass, hoping that she has the ability to actually do so; Paige's arms don't quite have the same strength Brooke usually does (which isn't terribly impressive either), being just a little younger, so it might be a little difficult, and she's likely to go cutting her hands on the sharp edges of what's already been broken.

Which doesn't seem to be deterring her all that much.]

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[action] sunkurbattleshp January 30 2011, 21:30:42 UTC
...you realize you're cutting your hands, right?

[The cracks in the glass do open up further, though.]

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[action] adoridelabun January 31 2011, 17:31:11 UTC
I'll live. [PRIORITY NUMBER ONE is getting this talking ship-by now figured to have been affected by the same thing that turned her into Paige-out of its glass prison.]

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[action] sunkurbattleshp February 2 2011, 20:37:49 UTC
Just making sure.

[Then the glass shatters. The ship, suddenly released, goes jetting off a short ways before clumsily stopping itself in midair. It seems to...sigh, relieved, or almost; its sails puff in and out even though there's no wind to do so.

...then it stretches. Yes, it looks very, very odd. Murasa you are not rubber.]

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[action] adoridelabun February 3 2011, 07:34:57 UTC
[Brooke inspects her hands for a moment, and upon determining that she'll ultimately be fine, looks back up.]

So, uh... You okay?

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[action] sunkurbattleshp February 5 2011, 07:57:31 UTC
Oh, I'm just dandy.

[For being suddenly six inches tall and devoid of thumbs. And eyes.]

You might want a bandaid, though. Glass cuts are nasty.

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[action] adoridelabun February 5 2011, 17:18:56 UTC
I'll be headed over to the clinic either way soon enough, you don't have to worry.

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