[Because a chair isn't complete without a table, there's a boy wandering around town atop one of those. It makes horse clip-clop sounds when it walks down the street for some reason. Who knows? Actually he's not wandering more than he is shopping, but the horse-table seems to instinctively follow the flying chair's path . . . Lucas doesn't notice; he's too busy staring.]
[Okay, Dist is certainly no stranger to things moving in ways that they really shouldn't, but a walking table is something he has to admit he's never seen before. It takes him a bit to notice that he's being followed, but when he does he turns, inspecting the table curiously.]
Interesting. Is it enchanted?
[He feels stupid asking, but he has to remind himself that fontech is unique to Auldrant, while magic seems almost universal among Mayfield's residents.]
[He slaps a hand over his mouth, still giggling but stopping for the most part.]
No, really? But it ain't every day I see someone flyin' about like the Wicked Witch of the West on one. Where in the world did ya get it? Or did ya make it?
[He tilts the chair forwards a bit and taps the front of the arm rest; there's really nothing visible there, but given that his hand is pretty much constantly touching that spot it's believable.]
It's a jewel of fontech, I'll tell you. Like all of my inventions, there's nothing like it back home! It's even built without a hover drive, can you believe it? It's one of my older inventions, but it still functions as though it were new, of course...
[You got him gloating. You have no one to blame but yourself.]
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Interesting. Is it enchanted?
[He feels stupid asking, but he has to remind himself that fontech is unique to Auldrant, while magic seems almost universal among Mayfield's residents.]
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[Mr. Saturn technology is a mystery. The table stops when Dist does and Lucas begins to feel a little awkward.]
Is yours?
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[He reaches out to touch it, curious.]
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Holy crap, dude! What is that?!
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It's a chair. Can't you tell?
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No, really? But it ain't every day I see someone flyin' about like the Wicked Witch of the West on one. Where in the world did ya get it? Or did ya make it?
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Isn't it wonderful?
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[He tilts the chair forwards a bit and taps the front of the arm rest; there's really nothing visible there, but given that his hand is pretty much constantly touching that spot it's believable.]
It's a jewel of fontech, I'll tell you. Like all of my inventions, there's nothing like it back home! It's even built without a hover drive, can you believe it? It's one of my older inventions, but it still functions as though it were new, of course...
[You got him gloating. You have no one to blame but yourself.]
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