route a (6/19) day one - MORNING to AFTERNOON

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[whitecovered]

[This morning, when he woke up, he was expecting it to be another day in the castle. Not to wake up in a 19-year old's body in a military uniform that felt so familiar.

Have a former book stumbling all around the deck, probably tripping over his own feet. Everywhere. Probably tripping into people too.

...What? He hasn't had limbs for the past 1352 years. Give him some time. He's kind of frustrated about this.]

Ugh...

[odst_mute]

[Hello, book-turned-human, be prepared to have someone wandering over to check and see if you need any help.]

Hey. You okay?

[whitecovered]

Yes, yes, perfectly fi-

[and then he proves how fine he is by almost tripping again. Smooth.]

[odst_mute]

[Does his best to hold back a chuckle, but he gives a nod.] Not use to being on a ship, huh?

[whitecovered]

Or to having limbs, for that matter.

[odst_mute]

[Quirks a brow.]

Limbs? [Just staring, because now he's wondering if you're normally just a torso with a head or something. Even though he highly doubts it, since that could mean a variety of things.]

[whitecovered]

I am not normally human, you see.

[That's way creepier than the alternative.]

[odst_mute]

[Yes. Yes, it really is.]

Then what are you normally? [Head tilt, because now he's curious.]

[whitecovered]

...A book.

[DON'T LAUGH MAN, IT'S TRUE.]

[odst_mute]

[Well, if an AI can turn into a parrot and a dragon into a human, why the hell not a book? But Weiss is getting a blink, before he's raising a brow.]

Like the ones in the castle's library?

[Dude, wait. If he's been reading people every time he grabs a book off a shelf, then seriously. What the hell magic castle.]

[whitecovered]

[Thankfully, no. That's creepy too.]

I am not to be compared to a mere library book!

[He gets an irritated face, before he realizes that he can't exactly say that anymore because...well, yeah.]

[odst_mute]

[Sob. He can't help but think that because he's heard the castle can pretty much do anything, and creepy things like that fall under that type of category.

Hearing the outburst only makes Rookie fold his arms across his chest, and give a shrug.]

Alright then. What kind of book do I compare you to?

[Since you're... human now, and he has no idea.]

[whitecovered]

No other tome can compare to Grimoire Weiss.

[...He'd sound a lot more confident about that if he was, you know, still a magical hovering tome with magic, and not a 19 year old soldier right now.]

[odst_mute]

Grimoire Weiss? [Wow, that was certainly a mouthful.]

I take it that's a name, then.

[whitecovered]

That is correct.

[His name. Though he doesn't like it abbreviated.]

[odst_mute]

Permission to just call you Grim?

['Cause that was easier than saying 'Grimoire Weiss' every single time he ever interacted with the guy.

That and the book-human certainly had a sober mood about him anyway.]