{| 034 |} Accidental Voice

[rdmcatpaw]

[As the communicator comes to life, there's pounding on the door's surface and jiggling of a doorknob.]

Gargh! I can't get in my room! I don't want to have another night sleeping in or on luggage either.

[There's more pounding before there's a groan and she gives up, sitting down on the ground, mumbling to herself.]

I wish I still had my pick locks from when I was a thief. Could probably get in there like that time in Sea Serpent's Grotto.

[She starts to toss her communicator up and down before noticing its on.]

AH! When did you turn on?! Uh... well... I guess you already know that I'm locked out. I thought I could get in by myself but I can't and I didn't want to bother any of the crew for something so stupid.

Comments

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

Um... I think the first mate but he might be busy?

I haven't heard from you before. I'm Catpaw.

[dukealla.livejournal.com]

I've only spoke with him once. Clever he did seem.

A pleasure to meet you, Catpaw. You may call me Duke. Duke Alla dAubergine. I haven't been aboard this ship for very long. Just a stretch of a few days and a week.

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

Its nice to meet you Duke.

Oh? Do you know your way around?

[dukealla.livejournal.com]

Oh, I've been finding my way...

This vessel is quite large. Much larger then I originally anticipated and that Elevator Room is quite the vehicle!

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

That's good. Yes, its quite strange for a ship to have several floors with things that would be impossible to have.

[dukealla.livejournal.com]

Impossible to have...

You have me curious now, Catpaw. What are you referring to?

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

Caves and water on one deck, a flower field on another.

[dukealla.livejournal.com]

...

You jest. Where is this? I must go there at once!!

[There is a pause before he recalls something]

Are the flowers poisonous....?

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

Um... I think its 13 and 14.

No, they're not.

[dukealla.livejournal.com]

Fascinating!

Oh, forgive me. How long have you been sailing towards the Golden Shore, Catpaw?

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

Um, I've been here since January of last year.

[dukealla.livejournal.com]

Oh my! That's quite some time to be sailing upon a vessel. [He can't help but try to gather a few thoughts together]

... Forgive me, could I ask you what season it is supposed to be? Months have always confused me... then again, it would be of great assistance to know which month this is, as well.

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

Yes, but it did stop briefly before on an island.

Well according to this its: March. I'm not sure what season is associated with it.

[dukealla.livejournal.com]

[And someone is finally leaving his room, trying to prop it open with a small box... but it doesn't looks steady enough by his judgment.]

A port? Still, to visit one port in a year's time is... quite ..... well, I'm not sure what this world calls normal, so I can not truely say.

[he goes back into his room and looks around]

Perhaps that is something to ask at another time. Thank you.

[Now, he comes back out to place a lamp upon it's side down on the floor between the door and it's frame]

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

Well it wasn't too long after my arrival here.

You're welcome.

[dukealla.livejournal.com]

Was it a planned stop? I wonder where else this vessel may rest.

Were you able to venture forth, onto the island? What was it like, if you don't mind me asking.

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

No, it wasn't. I believe there was an explosion.

Yes, we were able to take mostly anything we wanted for free.