Entry 02

[smellsyourhair]

There are these strange slime-like creatures bouncing around here and there. They look like they're makde out of slime, or perhaps an ooze of some sort.

I'll call them slimes.

[Edward sounds very proud of this idea and he leans back, sipping a cup of the blood he got from the cooler in Sergei's Bar and Grille.]

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[oblique_wisdom]

You were able to find who you were looking for?

[Pause]

Good. Some have talked about these creatures as well. I have yet to see one, but I have not gone looking for one either.

[oblique_wisdom]

Uhm. Well...

[Thinking.]

Where do you think we would find them? Anywhere? If so, then perhaps there will be some in the mess that is Deck 12.

[smellsyourhair]

That sounds like a good idea. I'll meet you down there.

[And Edward runs with his special, sparkly vampire speed to the stairwell and then down the stairs to deck 12. He's so fast it only takes him 36.777888 seconds to get all the way down.

He leans against a wall, looking devilishly handsome, mysterious and cool as he waits for Zelda.]

[oblique_wisdom]

[Down to deck 12 she goes. She doesn't come very often. She's not rushing, though, and against her better judgment, she takes the elevator. Confounded machine.

She's dressed formal, Edward. Not because she's meeting you down here; just because she's honoring memories and trying to get back to her roots. Really, that's all it is. Her eyes pass over Edward and she pauses. Who else would just... wait like that?]

...Uhm...?

[smellsyourhair]

[She's dressed up for him.

Of course, that makes perfect sense. She's a princess and he's... well, obviously she could tell that he was to be taken seriously by his melodious voice. Now that Zelda can actually behold his perfect, smooth, godlike features he smiles at her.]

Princess.

[He was born many decades ago, so Edward is able to actually bow with some pretty awesome grace.]

[oblique_wisdom]

[He isn't without merit. He's a handsome creature. Something seems off about him, though. He's a roundear, like so many others aboard. There's something else about him. Something sends a very odd flutter through her. Overwhelmingly odd.]

Sir Edward.

[She's surprised by his chivalry and bringing her hands to the skirts of her gown, she curtsies. It's been some time since she's been so formal with someone. It... feels sort of nice.]

[smellsyourhair]

[That flutter would be the flutter of attraction, Zelda. Edward is breathtakingly handsome, graceful and strong. He straightens up, fixing his soulful eyes on her.]

May I offer you my arm, Princess?

[And he does so. It's only polite.]

[oblique_wisdom]

[She doesn't even get a chance to answer. Her arm is hooked around his and she's still trying to understand what she sees in him. Something is terribly off. Terribly.]

You may just call me Zelda if you would like.

[It's a little strange to hear her title again. She's gone for a while without hearing it.]

[smellsyourhair]

[He's just unusually handsome, Zelda. That's all.]

And of course, Edward is just fine for myself, Zelda.

[He offers her the edge of a small smile as they walk, hunting for slimes.]

[elegante_slimes]

[A slime appears! What will you do?]

[oblique_wisdom]

[Sure it is.]

Well... All right. Edward i--

[She abruptly pauses and points at the round... blue... thingy.]

Is that... one?

[It's so cute!]

[smellsyourhair]

Yes, that's a slime!

[Edward smiles at her, then looks at the cheerful, small blue slime.]

It is, isn't it?

[elegante_slimes]

[It bounces up and down, then bounces closer! Hello!]

[oblique_wisdom]

I would imagine it is one. Let us...

[She releases Edward's arm and offers him a genuine smile.]

Perhaps we will simply get something good for it, or perhaps it will give us something for feeding it? What... do we do with it?

[smellsyourhair]

Let's see if it will let us approach...

[Edward crouches down and inches towards the slime.]

... here, slime.