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[rdmcatpaw]

Well, I've learnt a bit more about this layout. The longest boat ride I've ever been on was the trip from Selbina to Mhaura then to Whitegate and Nashmau. It didn't help the boat got attacked by pirates on the way to Mhaura and this giant fish thing showed up on the boat to Whitegate! I would have been Mithra fish food!

Oh! I totally got distracted from what I wanted to originally do.

Baij! I got some fireworks that I can give you! Or anyone else who's interested. ...I'm glad I didn't write firewarks, that would have been embarassing.

Oh! I understand all these days now. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday,Thursday, Friday, Saturday & Sunday... but... This is week is missing a day! How can all of you manage to not get thrown off?! This is so confusing...

I'm still looking for that map too... Ah, um... Damn... Someone of the crew, could you tell me where my 'key items' and all my maps went?

Comments

[screwyoubob.livejournal.com]

Fireworks? Really? Oh, my God, that's so cool!

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

Yeah! Where do you want me to deliever them?

[screwyoubob.livejournal.com]

I can meet you anywhere!

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

Um... You know where a place to get some food? I'm starving.

[screwyoubob.livejournal.com]

Yeah! The Rotisserie on Deck Four! That's where I got my eyes stabbed out! Meet you there!

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

That's not good!

I'll meet you there, though.

[screwyoubob.livejournal.com]

[And he is there, walking back and forth excitedly. When he sees the Mithra, the mechanic waves.]

Hi!

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

[She waves back in return to B's and approched.]

Hi~

[She reaches in to her clothing to pull out the bundle of fireworks. Handing it out to him.]

I don't have to give a demo, do I?

[screwyoubob.livejournal.com]

Fireworks!

[He happily takes them and grins wide at Cat.]

Thank you!

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

No problem. If you need anymore, I can gladly supply them.

[She was smiling.]

Anyway, got any recommendations for food? I think I see some Chiefkabobs or mashed popotos.

[screwyoubob.livejournal.com]

Yeah! There's so much food here, isn't it nice? It's nice food. Very nice food.

[B says this firmly, broking no argument.]

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

[She gave a nod, agreeing.]

It does look good. Probably various kinds I haven't tried yet. Because I didn't have enough gil to really buy my food all the time. Romy usually covered it for me.

[screwyoubob.livejournal.com]

Who's Romy?

[He trots over to the buffet, still clutching his big bundle of fireworks to his chest happily. One hand starts filling up a plate with nothing but seafood: shrimp, crablegs, fish and calimari with some seaweed salad on the side. Delicious.]

Was Romy a friend?

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

Ah, Romy is just a nickname for Romidiant.

[She looked at the food and took a lil bit of everything.]

He's a good friend. We met through a request of another Mithra named Luko. We had to save a child from a skeleton in Eldieme Necropolis, but I had help from a few other friends. Then deal with a dragon in an Outpost near San D'Oria.

[She paused with plating before pulling out Signal Pearl.]

This is how I would communicate with him, but all I get is static. The same goes for my Linkshell pearls.

Ah... This is sailing over your head, isn't it?

[screwyoubob.livejournal.com]

Not at all!

[The mechanic reaches out and takes her Signal Pearl and after glancing at it, he effortlessly turns it on and starts to tune it. He gives her a slightly abashed look coupled with a smile and a shrug.]

I'm, uh, really good with machines.

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

[She blinked when he started to tune it.]

You know magic as well? Or is that mainly smithing?

[screwyoubob.livejournal.com]

I know a lot of things.

[The mechanic's voice is a little distant as he speaks and fiddles with her Signal Pearl.

Oh, he knows a lot.

He brings it to his ear and--just static, but for an instant, there's birdsong and then back to static again. He hands the thing back to her.]

... it's out of range.

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

Ah, thanks for giving that back Baij. I appriciate that.

[She smiles, its a little on the sad side.]

I guess I won't get to hear any of my friends voices again...

[She brings up a glove to her eyes and scrubs it.]

I'm sorry! I didn't mean to...

[screwyoubob.livejournal.com]

[He immediately puts down the fireworks and takes her hand away from her face.]

Nonono! It's okay! I know, it's really sad to leave friends behind, isn't it? It's okay to be sad sometimes.

[He offers her a bit of a smile.]

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

[She gives a shakey nod, sniffling a little.]

...Y-Yeah...

[screwyoubob.livejournal.com]

I mean it!

[He clasps her hand firmly and gives her a nod.]

Tears are the water that lift our boats to better shores! So don't apologize for crying, okay?

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

I'll try not to.

[She murmured and then took a deep breath, letting a smile through.]

Thanks. C'mon, let's go & eat!

[screwyoubob.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

[B carefully picks up the fireworks again, a pleased feeling inside. Hanging with Cat is kinda like hanging with Lily: there's no pressure and he gets the feeling that Cat doesn't care that he's kinda weird and strange.

He points to a dish of shrimp skewers.]

How much like a feline are you? Do you like seafood?

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

Its a nice thing to enjoy now and then, but I guess I can have until my heart's content or craving is full.

[She smiles, quite happy all of the sudden.]

I guess its not so bad.

[Although, it faulters briefly as she scratches her hair under that artifact hat of hers.]

Hmmm... Where is a good spot to sit?

[screwyoubob.livejournal.com]

Anywhere! It's all good.

[B trots over to a random table, sets the fireworks down and then his plate. He doesn't wait for Cat but immediately begins to dig in.]

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

I guess so!

[She laughs and proceeds to take a seat near him then digs in as well.]

//Audio//

[psychoticracer.livejournal.com]

You. Found.

Explosives.

//Audio//

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

They're not explosives. Just magic and alchemy.

//Audio//

[psychoticracer.livejournal.com]

So, they're not dangerous?

Phooey.

//Audio//

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

No, but they can blind people temporary. They're only used for festive occasions anyway.

Catpaw, don't give Erol fireworks omg.

[psychoticracer.livejournal.com]

Can they really.

That's a bit more interesting.

She knows better~

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

I'd love to give them to you but...

Don't lie, Catpaw.

[psychoticracer.livejournal.com]

Would you.

Really.

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I would but...

[psychoticracer.livejournal.com]

But what~?

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

You don't try and cut off my ears, I won't suddenly hug you or call you an Elvaan. I'll give you some fireworks.

[psychoticracer.livejournal.com]

Peace offerings only work if you're abstaining from something that you would do otherwise. Don't tell me you're daft enough to try that stunt again.

Presuming you're NOT that stupid, you've just asked ME to do something in exchange for something you'd be doing either way.

I'm not stupid, allicat-girl.

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

I'm giving more than what I asked for from you.

I can throw in another kind of fireworks if you want.

[psychoticracer.livejournal.com]

[Chuckles]

What kind y'got.

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

That's a secret~

[psychoticracer.livejournal.com]

Hnf.

My word's as good as my attention span, kitty-girl. If these aren't good enough to make up for losing the pleasure of stuffing your own mangled ears down your throat, deal's off.

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

I understand.