Characters: Sync and Arietta
Content: Sync and Arietta have THE TALK. No, not that one.
Setting: Deck of the Victoria II (if you want to change this Brenda we can. I just... don't know where they should meet. Could do Arietta's room.
Time: UM. Sometime. Yes.
Warnings: BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW.
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Today was one of those days where Arietta hated everything. The usual. )
He'd spent much of his day reviewing maps and logs, reciting everything in his head as he walked around in the empty corridors. The teen had decided to make his way onto the deck, stepping onto the surface while he breathed in whatever fresh air blew into his face.
Sync had been lucky to catch Arietta standing nearby, his expression remaining calm and collected as he made his way over to her.
"Arietta."
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She couldn't bring herself to look at him after thinking that, so she continued to stare off the ship at the sky. What was he going to say? What was he going to say?
She bit her lip as her eyebrows furrowed more than usual. She couldn't even respond to him.
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So instead of calling out to her again he took a few steps forward, lifting his hands to rest them on both of her shoulders while he spoke.
"I'm not mad."
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Her shoulders tensed slightly as Sync rested his hands on them, even though it was a gentle touch. But when he told her that he wasn't angry she cast a glance back at him, though her face still carried a worried expression.
"Really?" she asked. She needed him to say it again. She needed confirmation that she hadn't completely ruined everything for him.
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And... to be honest, he couldn't really stay mad at her anyway.
"I'm not mad, but I do need to teach you a few things so you won't get in trouble."
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She nodded, preparing to listen to anything he told her. She needed to know more about what to do on this ship anyway. It was all so very confusing to her. She had joined just to be near Sync, but she had really thought it through that far.
"I understand! I'll do anything you say!" At the moment, she really meant it. She had already caused problems for him and she hadn't been on the ship that long at all...
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Speaking of which.
"Arietta, do you have your journal with you?" Sync asked as he reached into his pocket for his own and flipped it open.
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She held it out to him, still unsure of what he wanted her to do with it.
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"I know you're not going to like this, but you have to make sure you private and filter everything you say when you use your journal. The Admiral doesn't want anything to leak to the pirates, so you have to be careful when you use it. I know it'll just make things slower, but if you need to practice you can always do it with me."
He then proceeded to actually show her how it's done, making sure to use simple terminology and carefully go over what she didn't understand. Sync had learned to grow patient over the years, especially when it dealt with Arietta.
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For sure, she asked many questions as things went through, including things that Sync had just explained a moment before. It wasn't her fault that she didn't understand! Not that she blamed Sync's teaching. No, he could do no wrong. It was these stupid little machines that were the problem. She idly wondered if anyone would notice if she just chucked it over board.
Eventually, though, she felt she had gained a basic understanding of how the stupid thing worked. Not that she ever intended to use it again. Stupid, stupid thing.
Which led her to the question, "Why do I need to use this?" It really made no sense. Why didn't people just talk to each other?
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Sync slowly shut his journal again, idly waving it in the air as he spoke.
"I also might need to talk to you. It might be when I'm too busy to find you, or if I wanted to get a hold of you so we could meet up. Either way, it's something you'll have to use eventually."
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