That houseboat must be from near Venice.
Who: chickbro && thegreatjecht
What: Uh...awesome houseboats.
Where: The...ocean.
When: Late afternoon, backdated to pre-almost-maybe-Jecht-arrestings
Warnings: Swearing probably. Will be updated if necessary, but probably nothing.
It might have been instinct by now, but Noah always seemed to end up rounding back to the beach whenever she got horribly lost in this new city. It felt more at home at least, it was just too bad there were no boats she could hop onto at the time. Even if there were, something told her it might be totally pointless to just sail out in the middle of the ocean. She didn't know where she was, there was no means of communication to anyone outside Promenade.
It just sucked, to be blunt, it sucked and she hated it. Things were so weird here. Granted, some of those weird things were kind of cool, but still weird. The giant robots and superheroes she had met should not have existed, and the moment she had felt actual pain in what she assumed was a dream, she just seemed scared out of her mind.
The waves crashing up onto the beach were soothing, so Noah decided to walk along the shore, stopping only when she saw the giant freaking house boat sitting there. That... definitely hadn't been there the first time around. She should have learned by now that investigating might have been a bad idea, but hell, at least this didn't look like it was going to transform on her. So she climbed up onto the dock, only moving to look and make sure the place was actually real first.
What: Uh...awesome houseboats.
Where: The...ocean.
When: Late afternoon, backdated to pre-almost-maybe-Jecht-arrestings
Warnings: Swearing probably. Will be updated if necessary, but probably nothing.
It might have been instinct by now, but Noah always seemed to end up rounding back to the beach whenever she got horribly lost in this new city. It felt more at home at least, it was just too bad there were no boats she could hop onto at the time. Even if there were, something told her it might be totally pointless to just sail out in the middle of the ocean. She didn't know where she was, there was no means of communication to anyone outside Promenade.
It just sucked, to be blunt, it sucked and she hated it. Things were so weird here. Granted, some of those weird things were kind of cool, but still weird. The giant robots and superheroes she had met should not have existed, and the moment she had felt actual pain in what she assumed was a dream, she just seemed scared out of her mind.
The waves crashing up onto the beach were soothing, so Noah decided to walk along the shore, stopping only when she saw the giant freaking house boat sitting there. That... definitely hadn't been there the first time around. She should have learned by now that investigating might have been a bad idea, but hell, at least this didn't look like it was going to transform on her. So she climbed up onto the dock, only moving to look and make sure the place was actually real first.