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fonomena) wrote in come_sailaway2022-05-22 10:07 pm
[open] at least the month couldn't get any worse, right?
Who: Jade Curtiss and YOU!!
When: Several days after That Party but before the start of next month
Where: Various places! Mainly the Promenade / some random hall with a supply closet / in front of the menacingly new Tommy Bahama...
What: Mostly some processing of a few Neat and Fun gifts from sundries! .....But also like, what is up with that Tommy Bahama place though--
Warnings: Nothing too pressing! Some talk of earlier events in the month and all the murder/party stabbing therein may arise, though, considering...well. Gestures at the last few weeks.....
Notes: (I've started out with brackets, but feel free to use prose! I'll match whichever style you prefer)
A; hawaiian shirt hell persists...with a twist??
[It's a bit of a belated sort of takeaway, from the one part of Friday's last announcement before the party that had seemed entirely innocuous in the grand scheme of...everything else. A new shop being opened in the Promenade, apparently--because that's just, a thing that can happen on a ship like this, apparently. Granted, the evening following that announcement had been quite the mess in and of itself--and such small things were promptly forgotten for a few days afterwards.
But eventually, Jade finds the new storefront standing out in a passing sweep of the Promenade one day, its wide display windows now taking up a space that had most certainly not existed between Sand Dollars and John's a few weeks prior. --From that point it's only natural to investigate, isn't it? i.) Perhaps you're investigating it too, and might find Jade rather further inside, staring hard at an assorted setup of polo shirts in various distinctly...tropical color gradients with a thoroughly exasperated sort of frown on his face. One would think it's at the expense of the casual gaudiness of it all--which, to be fair, it sort of is. But........he also feels like he's walked by this display a couple times already. He's been moving in a straight line this entire time. Yet the back wall sure hasn't...actually gotten any closer, for a good few minutes now--??)
...Or maybe ii.) you find Jade outside the Tommy Bahama, after the fact, hovering in front of the entrance once more with a moderately-filled matching shopping bag now on his elbow but...a frown still on his face, too, this one a great deal more perplexed.
If you're passing by, or happen to be looking even vaguely interested in checking it out:] You know, I think you might want to exercise some caution, if you're headed in there...
(closed to Natsuno) Room 109; awkward unboxing session
[Early one morning there's a card slipped under the door; familiar to Natsuno, perhaps, but actually addressed to Jade for once. Several packages waiting for him in the sundries shop, apparently--and so Jade had set out to pick them up promptly enough, probably making some airily sarcastic remark about the impressiveness of the nonexistent postal system apparently afoot here on his way out. It's a half hour or so before he returns...
Though it's not immediately obvious, because it's not like he actually comes back into the room off the bat. No, instead, Natsuno might find Jade's return instead heralded by...well, it's not quite a knock, is it? More of a weirdly muffled thump--and then another one, for emphasis--like somebody's mildly kicking the foot of the door or something?
That's exactly what it is, actually; Natsuno would open the door to find Jade on the other side, sure enough, arms full between a couple boxes stacked in the crook of an elbow and, propped in another hand...something longer than he's tall? Very narrow, shaped vaguely like a pole, with some sort of horizontal piece attached to the top of it...? Not much else to go off but the shape, though, considering it's wrapped in matching nautical wrapping paper as well. --Jade shrugs, insomuch as he's able.] Ah, thank you. Might want to step aside a moment, yes? Let's see--
[--Well, alright, initially trying to move through the door has the pole-thing promptly rapping against the top of the doorframe. Hm, time to attempt awkwardly angling it through instead...]
B; that feel when you get the useful item drop only after the nasty boss fight...
[It's an hour or so after he's processed the "gifts" in his room; at length, Jade opts to take one of the boxes in question someplace else for a closer look, if only mostly out of a discretion for Natsuno's reactions to well over half the contents. Jade can thus once again be found seated at one of the many Promenade tables--this one near a window, in the full light of the sunshine streaming through--considering the contents in said box as it now sits open on the tabletop. Slowly, one at a time, he's pulling a series of pocket-sized glass bottles from it; each one is critically examined, before evidently being considered cleared to be set upright in a growing line on the table proper. A couple of the bottles are an eggshell white, with a very vague but distinct sort of luster; a few other bottles are black, and seem to reflect rather less daylight than glass ought to; and two of them are a deep brown, oddly-shaped in a more rounded sort of way.
Jade's attention lingers rather longer on the odd-shaped ones than the others. In fact, he even opens one of them, and seems to try peering inside before testing the scent of the contents as well. Whether he's actually happy about whatever he finds is difficult to say, though, a rather inscrutable sort of expression on his face as he recaps the bottle and sits back in his chair...though a deep sigh follows the movement, too, and his tone is very dry as he speaks--more to himself than anyone in particular, but perhaps audible all the same if you happen to be nearby.]
Well, this certainly would have been rather useful about a week ago. Seems practical jokes take many forms, around here...
C; obligatory deck-cleaning happens only after burning away to ghostly nothing ok
[The question, though, the real question...is what to do with the most exasperating gift of the bunch.
Should you happen to be passing through one of the smaller and quieter halls connecting one part of a deck level to another, you might end up bumping into Jade lingering in one of them. In front of one of the more basic janitorial supply closets found throughout the ship, specifically? The closet doors are opened, anyway, and there sure are some very boring cleaning supplies in there...though Jade's still hovering and staring inside in a weirdly intent sort of way, for some reason.
Then again, difficult to miss is the fact that he's also got a deck brush with green bristles propped over one shoulder. Did he...just take it out of the closet? Or--?]
Hm, what do you think? [Oh, he's looking over to address you now, noticing your presence and acknowledging it with a cheery sort of smile, as if this is now a totally normal conversation in totally normal surroundings happening here.] If I put this inside, do you suppose it would stay put? I'd almost bet it doesn't, if I were a betting sort of man... [...Jade this doesn't actually offer anything in the way of any context here, though--]
D; wildcard!
[This log can also serve as a catch-all for any other interactions that might arise before the end of this month! Jade can generally be found in most any of the more-trafficked areas of the ship, as he does like to check around all the more common facilities at least once every few days. Feel free to have your character bump into him for whatever reason! As always, if you have something more specific in mind you'd like to thread here and want to hash it out beforehand, feel free to hit me up by message or on plurk at![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
rainbell!]
When: Several days after That Party but before the start of next month
Where: Various places! Mainly the Promenade / some random hall with a supply closet / in front of the menacingly new Tommy Bahama...
What: Mostly some processing of a few Neat and Fun gifts from sundries! .....But also like, what is up with that Tommy Bahama place though--
Warnings: Nothing too pressing! Some talk of earlier events in the month and all the murder/party stabbing therein may arise, though, considering...well. Gestures at the last few weeks.....
Notes: (I've started out with brackets, but feel free to use prose! I'll match whichever style you prefer)
A; hawaiian shirt hell persists...with a twist??
[It's a bit of a belated sort of takeaway, from the one part of Friday's last announcement before the party that had seemed entirely innocuous in the grand scheme of...everything else. A new shop being opened in the Promenade, apparently--because that's just, a thing that can happen on a ship like this, apparently. Granted, the evening following that announcement had been quite the mess in and of itself--and such small things were promptly forgotten for a few days afterwards.
But eventually, Jade finds the new storefront standing out in a passing sweep of the Promenade one day, its wide display windows now taking up a space that had most certainly not existed between Sand Dollars and John's a few weeks prior. --From that point it's only natural to investigate, isn't it? i.) Perhaps you're investigating it too, and might find Jade rather further inside, staring hard at an assorted setup of polo shirts in various distinctly...tropical color gradients with a thoroughly exasperated sort of frown on his face. One would think it's at the expense of the casual gaudiness of it all--which, to be fair, it sort of is. But........he also feels like he's walked by this display a couple times already. He's been moving in a straight line this entire time. Yet the back wall sure hasn't...actually gotten any closer, for a good few minutes now--??)
...Or maybe ii.) you find Jade outside the Tommy Bahama, after the fact, hovering in front of the entrance once more with a moderately-filled matching shopping bag now on his elbow but...a frown still on his face, too, this one a great deal more perplexed.
If you're passing by, or happen to be looking even vaguely interested in checking it out:] You know, I think you might want to exercise some caution, if you're headed in there...
(closed to Natsuno) Room 109; awkward unboxing session
[Early one morning there's a card slipped under the door; familiar to Natsuno, perhaps, but actually addressed to Jade for once. Several packages waiting for him in the sundries shop, apparently--and so Jade had set out to pick them up promptly enough, probably making some airily sarcastic remark about the impressiveness of the nonexistent postal system apparently afoot here on his way out. It's a half hour or so before he returns...
Though it's not immediately obvious, because it's not like he actually comes back into the room off the bat. No, instead, Natsuno might find Jade's return instead heralded by...well, it's not quite a knock, is it? More of a weirdly muffled thump--and then another one, for emphasis--like somebody's mildly kicking the foot of the door or something?
That's exactly what it is, actually; Natsuno would open the door to find Jade on the other side, sure enough, arms full between a couple boxes stacked in the crook of an elbow and, propped in another hand...something longer than he's tall? Very narrow, shaped vaguely like a pole, with some sort of horizontal piece attached to the top of it...? Not much else to go off but the shape, though, considering it's wrapped in matching nautical wrapping paper as well. --Jade shrugs, insomuch as he's able.] Ah, thank you. Might want to step aside a moment, yes? Let's see--
[--Well, alright, initially trying to move through the door has the pole-thing promptly rapping against the top of the doorframe. Hm, time to attempt awkwardly angling it through instead...]
B; that feel when you get the useful item drop only after the nasty boss fight...
[It's an hour or so after he's processed the "gifts" in his room; at length, Jade opts to take one of the boxes in question someplace else for a closer look, if only mostly out of a discretion for Natsuno's reactions to well over half the contents. Jade can thus once again be found seated at one of the many Promenade tables--this one near a window, in the full light of the sunshine streaming through--considering the contents in said box as it now sits open on the tabletop. Slowly, one at a time, he's pulling a series of pocket-sized glass bottles from it; each one is critically examined, before evidently being considered cleared to be set upright in a growing line on the table proper. A couple of the bottles are an eggshell white, with a very vague but distinct sort of luster; a few other bottles are black, and seem to reflect rather less daylight than glass ought to; and two of them are a deep brown, oddly-shaped in a more rounded sort of way.
Jade's attention lingers rather longer on the odd-shaped ones than the others. In fact, he even opens one of them, and seems to try peering inside before testing the scent of the contents as well. Whether he's actually happy about whatever he finds is difficult to say, though, a rather inscrutable sort of expression on his face as he recaps the bottle and sits back in his chair...though a deep sigh follows the movement, too, and his tone is very dry as he speaks--more to himself than anyone in particular, but perhaps audible all the same if you happen to be nearby.]
Well, this certainly would have been rather useful about a week ago. Seems practical jokes take many forms, around here...
C; obligatory deck-cleaning happens only after burning away to ghostly nothing ok
[The question, though, the real question...is what to do with the most exasperating gift of the bunch.
Should you happen to be passing through one of the smaller and quieter halls connecting one part of a deck level to another, you might end up bumping into Jade lingering in one of them. In front of one of the more basic janitorial supply closets found throughout the ship, specifically? The closet doors are opened, anyway, and there sure are some very boring cleaning supplies in there...though Jade's still hovering and staring inside in a weirdly intent sort of way, for some reason.
Then again, difficult to miss is the fact that he's also got a deck brush with green bristles propped over one shoulder. Did he...just take it out of the closet? Or--?]
Hm, what do you think? [Oh, he's looking over to address you now, noticing your presence and acknowledging it with a cheery sort of smile, as if this is now a totally normal conversation in totally normal surroundings happening here.] If I put this inside, do you suppose it would stay put? I'd almost bet it doesn't, if I were a betting sort of man... [...Jade this doesn't actually offer anything in the way of any context here, though--]
D; wildcard!
[This log can also serve as a catch-all for any other interactions that might arise before the end of this month! Jade can generally be found in most any of the more-trafficked areas of the ship, as he does like to check around all the more common facilities at least once every few days. Feel free to have your character bump into him for whatever reason! As always, if you have something more specific in mind you'd like to thread here and want to hash it out beforehand, feel free to hit me up by message or on plurk at
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HORRIBLE TBH...it doesn't even come in all at once, but new pieces to the awful Dad set just. Trickle in every couple months. Slowly assembling like the cards of Exodia or smth smh--Jade hadn't actually intended to throw Rita off her (moderately justified) glowering game at the expense of her cat-themed focus book by tapping into rather more somber past occasions in this way...so, well, Rita's certainly well within her rights to have a bit of bitterness in that response there. Jade simply nods in turn--no, no need to delve into the exact circumstances of her arm being back for a fact--and rather more graciously takes the book off her hands when she does hand it over without too much difficulty. Totally so she can resume eating her ice cream, yes, of course...]
Indeed, it could be a mutual sort of demonstration. I've been thinking about the mechanics backing our respective artes somewhat, actually...
[After turning it idly between his hands to properly examine both the front and back covers of the book--the prints there still utterly ridiculously saccharine even up close, it must be said--Jade sets the book on the tabletop to open it up and thumb through a page or two, head tilting slightly at the thoroughly cat-related contents within. Ah, it really is...literally a cat dictionary.....he's not sure what he expected. --Admittedly, at least, he might occasionally pinch the corner of a page between thumb and forefinger here and there, low-key testing if he might pick up any trace of some sort of energy here? He's still not entirely sure how "aer conductance" might compare to the kinds of fonic enhancements a focus would have back home, but...]
That spell you tried to cast on the island...it was a Thunder Blade, was it not?
[A question of the same neutrally curious bent as his consideration of the book's pages, about now. ...Jade is aware of the rather raw sort of backdrop, to bringing up the island events more directly in this sort of way. But the question has been nagging at him for a little while--now that their mutual deaths hang just a bit less heavily over their heads. The implications, behind what he's almost positive to be the most surprising parallel of all between their systems of artes here...]
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Natsuno getting increasingly more suspicious about him saying he doesn't have kids...Jade will find that it is indeed just a book with adorable cat pictures and facts! And maybe he'd find as well that it does feel like a moderate enhancement...
Meanwhile, the prospect of a mutual demonstration is far more interesting than continuing to fume over their deaths--even if she is a little surprised to hear it from Jade. Her mood quickly turns somber again with that question, which sort of explains why he's brought up a mutual demonstration, but inevitably sparks that nagging sense of guilt all over again. No matter how much he said he couldn't blame her...
Rita tenses, taking a little longer to swallow that bite of ice cream that she would otherwise as she briefly averts her eyes, before meeting his gaze again.]
...Yeah. It was...supposed to be, anyway. You recognized it?
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The horrible truth (and awkward parent semantics) of Luke's existence is finally revealed one day and Natsuno's just in the bg like I FUCKIN KNEW IT--There is a slight sense of enhancement here, huh? A different sort of charge from the fonic kind--which is quite fascinating all by itself, actually--but unmistakable all the same, even as it so thoroughly clashes against the cute cat pictures emblazoned on the pages. The real question here is why somebody thought it necessary to enhance a cat dictionary, of all things.....though, could Jade truly claim this is the strangest viable weapon he's ever seen? Probably...not, actually....
The brief tension that visibly passes over Rita's frame and delays her response somewhat is noted, but Jade makes no indication of it, quite content enough to keep the outward image of his attention idly focused on the cat book until Rita can compose herself. --And finish swallowing that bit of ice cream, which was clearly the only real problem here, of course.
(...By all means, she really doesn't have to engage in this tangent at all. Jade would not object, if she ended up abruptly changing the topic in the end. But the fact that she doesn't is all the more appreciated, with all things considered--)]
Yes, I did. I myself have an arte in my arsenal that goes by the same name, actually--which has struck me as a very unusual coincidence. [Conventional artes go by widely accepted naming schematics, after all, unless you've designed them from scratch yourself. Placed alongside all the other parallels they've found between their worlds--this one is shaping up to be the strangest of them all...] Although, I'm now curious if the structure baseline between our respective Thunder Blades might be slightly different all the same. [Because, even if Rita's spell hadn't properly resolved at that time--] I believe the element components in the Thunder Blade you tried to cast there were...wind and fire, is that correct?
[Yes, even in the process of being quite literally blown up--Jade had still noticed. Aer parses oddly on his fon slots, but elemental parallels remain...and he does have something of a knack, for divining these sorts of things--]
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He's been mentally murderboarding except it's parentboarding?? And then SOLID PROOFAt a time like this, she's heavily reminded of Jade's little confessions--whether he meant to let them slip or not--that he'd apparently done something not so dissimilar when he tried to use the Seventh Fonon. She's tempted to ask him to elaborate more, if he'd be willing... Rita isn't going to run away from her mistake, but it's not like she'd press Jade into spilling the details either, not now that she has a sense of just how devastating an error it must have been. But...]
...Huh? You do?
[...Hmm, it's way more interesting to talk about this aspect of their artes though, isn't it? (Rita will always be easily distracted with these sorts of topics...) And he really did manage to tell that much at the time...]
Yeah, that's right. Wind is the major element, with fire as the secondary component. I'm surprised you could tell... But you make it sound like your Thunder Blade is different.
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For the moment, though...considering the mild weight that sits on the topic even when it's being addressed at this sort of angle, Jade doesn't actually take the opportunity to preen overly-much at Rita's remark of surprise at his feat of analysis where that particular arte was concerned. Nothing to be terribly proud of, honestly, considering how it was of utterly no help at that particular time--but at the very least it has some application in this particular talk now, if nothing else.]
Indeed it is--the components of a Thunder Blade as I know it consist only of third fonons. ...Or, the element of wind, as you would say. [But here, a note of something somewhere between curiosity and approval enters his tone, as he considers Rita and her ice cream across the table. After all, being well aware of how she was operating under very trying circumstances at the time, and taking half a guess that on a more typical basis this sort of thing would actually be well within her ability--] A compound-element arte is a very impressive feat. Even I have none that utilize dual elements at once, in quite such a way...the closest equivalent would be a conversion from one element to another mid-casting, which can occasionally be achieved if an especially strong field of a given type of fonon is present to build upon.
Yet even despite such a difference, we each have at least one arte sharing the same name. ...Now I can't help but wonder if we might be potentially sharing other artes, somehow--and how those might be different in themselves. There's some very interesting implications if it turns out we have multiple parallels on this front, don't you think?
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It's no big deal to incorporate different elements when beginning a spell. Mid-cast would be way more complicated...
[And yet Jade claims he can do just that, under the right circumstances. She isn't even annoyed this time that he has the skill; she's just fascinated.]
Our worlds are surprisingly similar compared to all the others I've heard about. Even if there are a some fundamental differences... I wonder if there are ways to apply some of the principles of your fonic artes to mine, or if the opposite would work, too...
[Nerd time nerd time-! Right before she finishes chomping down that ice cream cone, she adds-]
The Thunder Blade I use actually originates from a different arte that's non-elemental in nature, by adjusting the formula and adding the fire and wind elements.
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Yet artes with dual element attributes would still be considered an exceptionally difficult feat where I'm from in turn. [An amused lilt in Jade's tone now, less at Rita's expense and more at the continued improbabilities in all this here. Just to consider the chances of all this...] It'd certainly be something else, I think, if we could actually succeed in--essentially teaching each other a new trick or two, in this way? I'd certainly be interested, I think...
Would you consider yourself an experienced teacher in these matters yourself, Rita? [Well, alright. So there's a little humor happening at her expense too, about now--]
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So many common elements, and then there are these little differences...]
Hmm... An experiment with our magic, then?
[She does look intrigued, even if she makes a slight face at his question.]
You're the one who's all Mister Professor all the time. But something tells me you'd be no average student, either.
[Yes, Jade is clearly a teacher of some sort. Even if he said he was in the military. They have to teach other soldiers stuff, don't they?]
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Anyway, though, Rita makes a face at his question and...then it's Jade's turn to make a face too, when she fires back with an answer along that sort of line.]
I haven't the faintest idea what you're talking about, there--I don't teach, much less in anything like a professor's sort of capacity. [He says, with some vague but actually detectable exasperation at the idea...as if he literally doesn't go on to happily teach Rita about FoF changes only a few weeks later. Rather the same way he'd taught Luke, too, that time back. But that's--you know, different--] ...Regardless, some experimentation indeed wouldn't be remiss. In potential future situations where we may need to combine our abilities again, doing so with more efficiency may prove to be something of a tipping point in more dire circumstances--especially if the capability's actually there somehow, between our respective systems. I'd like to observe more of this 'aer' of yours in action, at the very least...
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...Really.
[Yeah, her reply is completely flat, since wow, Rita's never really tried teaching anyone due to being too busy with her own research, but in Jade's case...he sure seems awfully quick to deny it, even though it's something he clearly does often enough, in her opinion!
Well, even if he does have a weird hangup about teaching, that's his business (not that there's any guarantee she won't make it her business too, but shhh). Experimentation of this sort isn't something she's going to turn down.]
And I'd like to see some more of your fonons- [-totally not a weird thing to say, right-] -so let's compare our magic. We'll just need an open space so no idiots can get in the way.
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Yes, an open space would certainly be ideal. [Not going to comment on how "I'd like to see more of your fonons" sure is definitely a weird thing to say, and almost certainly near equivalent to some kind of adult euphemism somewhere in Auldrant. No, the vaguely amused smile that settles anew on Jade's features--managing to offset his earlier discomfited reaction to teaching--has nothing at all to do with that, and far more to do with the new topic at hand! ....For the most part, anyway.] A rather tall order, actually, considering the sheer quantity of things found on most every part of this ship...but we ought to be able to work out a spot, perhaps. Hm, getting a feel for the average blast radius between our artes might actually be the first order of business, in order to determine what counts as sufficient space to begin with...
[At least the camping field will turn out to be the perfect place to test out just such a thing, as they'll go on to discover a couple weeks from now...!]
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And she'll remain blissfully ignorant about Weird Auldrant Euphemisms, since she can far more easily see his amusement being directed towards those aforementioned hypothetical idiots getting in the way of exploding spells.]
Blast radius, huh... I think most of mine would be usable on the sports deck...or the pool, once we kick everyone else out.
[Kicking people out just sounds so much easier than, say, booking a space like a civilized person.]