[ the way my immediate instinct is to put what week it is in the subject line
anyway. some time has passed since the events of the eudora, and everyone has continued with their lives, with whatever they chose to do afterwards. with the use of the teleportation technology, they can visit one another and also come and go to the ship as they please. very nice! very useful!
owner, meanwhile, has not really visited anyone or gone back, which is not entirely surprising. but after enough time has gone by, and he assumes he will be less likely to run into anyone, he decides to return to the ship just to see if anything has changed. curiosity, and all that.
of course, soon after he gets there, the eudora announced they are having some technical issues with the teleportation devices and it will be a few hours before they're fixed. owner is immediately skeptical, but he decides to not assume he is about to be kidnapped again. it was meant to be a short visit, but as he now has time to waste, he heads over to the tea shop to see if it's the same as always, nodding his head at the rats he passes by because they just fuckin left them all here. ]
Similarly, though Rosamund's been in close contact with most people since leaving, she hasn't made her way back on board since she's left. There's a lot of sour memories and distrust of the ship and space travel, even after their victory.
But also, she's rather changed herself.
The girl who wanders into the tea shop not long after Owner is free of briars. Free of scars, too. There's a cursed spindle at one hip and a light sword on the other, a quiver and a proper bow at her back, fashioned without a single thorn. She's still in fine embroidered clothing, but more travel worthy sorts, tough leggings and boots and her long curls tied back behind her head.
A new woman, never cursed. Yet she still stops short when she sees them at the table.]
Oh! Owner! [Honest shock has her hand coming to her mouth.] What a pleasant surprise! I hadn't expected to see you.
owner does take a moment to take in her new appearance, curiosity piqued, but also owner is customer servicey enough to not immediately ask where the fuck her briars are. instead she gets a smile. ]
I was not expecting to run into anyone! I assumed everyone would be too busy.
[ perhaps they all finished their various businesses by now, or something. ]
[The bow begets a curtsy, albeit a mimed one with no skirt. Old habits die hard.]
Yeah... [She smiles, a touch sheepishly.] I was supposed to meet Sidon actually, but now the teleporter is out of service and I'm not sure how long it'll be to fix.
[Just the two of them, then. She glances around, patting her legs once.]
So! Tea? [That smile turns brighter, more genuine. She strides in to the counter and drums her fingers atop it.] I've been craving this stuff since I've left. Still haven't managed to get the tapioca balls right back home, no one understands what I'm talking about.
How have you been?
Edited (WHERE ARE HER MANNERS) 2024-05-08 11:46 (UTC)
Perhaps if you brought some back with you, it may be easier to replicate them...
[ mimic kagone bringing ramen packs to feudal japan
but owner nods, glancing back at the menu. they shall order... these things are common in modern japan but sometimes you are a bitch who does not normally just stroll into average tea shops. ]
I have been the same as ever. [ ... ] I haven't come back since we left, so I thought it would be a good time to see what has changed. The rats are still here, I see.
[I'm still haunted by her time travel littering tbh]
You must have read my mind. I'm set on taking a few extra back with me, for friends and for research.
[They order.... She's doing a black sesame milk tea, less sweet less ice. What's Owner getting?]
Oh. You haven't used your wish at all? [Though perhaps they haven't needed it, unknowable entity that they were.] I'm glad they're still here frankly, I was hoping to catch up with Gooferella and Flower Rat.
[That actually doesn't surprise her? She can't say that Owner seems a particularly driven sort, and with their nebulous power status she wonders if there would be anything they wanted they couldn't get themselves.]
I'm in the same boat, actually? I suppose I'm saving it for a rainy day.
[Tea gotten, she assumes a seat at a nearby table. Perhaps the very one they played party games at that fateful curfew.]
I'm sorry to hear about your Inn, though. I hope you aren't too bored with it closed up.
[ owner will get their simple tea before following after rosie, settling down. very funny how things still seem so much the same... the passage of time is wild. ]
Oh, I find things to do. Errands that need to be tended to and all that.
[ loose ends to clear. ]
It's all mostly boring though, I have not had much excitement since leaving here! I am not sure if the same can be said for you...?
[She pulls a less-than-princessy expression, mouth widening to a flat line and brows furrowing.]
Well, frankly, I have no idea how to explain it without sounding insane. At least not without talking your ear off. [She stares into the middle distance, puzzling it out.] I suppose first of all, we had a True Book. It was given to my friend Timothy Goose, by an evil goose...that he made a wish to. Um.
[Perhaps these are not necessary details.]
Anyway, a True Book is a sort of magical artifact, from a world between worlds, where every version of every story is kept. And usually, they'd already have everything written within them. Once Upon a Time right up to Happily Ever After, and the like.
anyway, this does sound insane, but owner is from somewhere insane, so it's all taken... rather well? obviously, they tilt their head at some parts, but overall it is taken a lot better than you would think. ]
Yes, but there were a few catches. It didn't like everything you put in it, at least not with regular ink.
[Is this wise to explain the mechanics of her world's potential undoing to a demonic cryptid from another dimension?
..............we'll worry about this later.]
There was a sort of enchanted ink in that place between? Like a conduit to the "gods", I guess. That one, we could rewrite our whole story with. So we did.
[She splays her hands out, jazzy style.]
Tada! No more briars, no curse, no True Love nonsense. I'm just a regular princess now, doing as I please.
[A vastly abbreviated version of the tale but it should do the trick.]
I see! Wow, you have been quite busy since the ship, then. It's very impressive.
[ this is so deeply fascinating... enchanted ink. also seems extremely dangerous if something like that ever went into the wrong hands, but rosamund's gang is probably on top of that? ]
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anyway. some time has passed since the events of the eudora, and everyone has continued with their lives, with whatever they chose to do afterwards. with the use of the teleportation technology, they can visit one another and also come and go to the ship as they please. very nice! very useful!
owner, meanwhile, has not really visited anyone or gone back, which is not entirely surprising. but after enough time has gone by, and he assumes he will be less likely to run into anyone, he decides to return to the ship just to see if anything has changed. curiosity, and all that.
of course, soon after he gets there, the eudora announced they are having some technical issues with the teleportation devices and it will be a few hours before they're fixed. owner is immediately skeptical, but he decides to not assume he is about to be kidnapped again. it was meant to be a short visit, but as he now has time to waste, he heads over to the tea shop to see if it's the same as always, nodding his head at the rats he passes by because they just fuckin left them all here. ]
Ah... not much has changed, I suppose.
[ less meat ]
Besties ....
Similarly, though Rosamund's been in close contact with most people since leaving, she hasn't made her way back on board since she's left. There's a lot of sour memories and distrust of the ship and space travel, even after their victory.
But also, she's rather changed herself.
The girl who wanders into the tea shop not long after Owner is free of briars. Free of scars, too. There's a cursed spindle at one hip and a light sword on the other, a quiver and a proper bow at her back, fashioned without a single thorn. She's still in fine embroidered clothing, but more travel worthy sorts, tough leggings and boots and her long curls tied back behind her head.
A new woman, never cursed. Yet she still stops short when she sees them at the table.]
Oh! Owner! [Honest shock has her hand coming to her mouth.] What a pleasant surprise! I hadn't expected to see you.
[Hadn't written one word to them, either.]
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[ a polite bow as a greeting.
owner does take a moment to take in her new appearance, curiosity piqued, but also owner is customer servicey enough to not immediately ask where the fuck her briars are. instead she gets a smile. ]
I was not expecting to run into anyone! I assumed everyone would be too busy.
[ perhaps they all finished their various businesses by now, or something. ]
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Yeah... [She smiles, a touch sheepishly.] I was supposed to meet Sidon actually, but now the teleporter is out of service and I'm not sure how long it'll be to fix.
[Just the two of them, then. She glances around, patting her legs once.]
So! Tea? [That smile turns brighter, more genuine. She strides in to the counter and drums her fingers atop it.] I've been craving this stuff since I've left. Still haven't managed to get the tapioca balls right back home, no one understands what I'm talking about.
How have you been?
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[ mimic kagone bringing ramen packs to feudal japan
but owner nods, glancing back at the menu. they shall order... these things are common in modern japan but sometimes you are a bitch who does not normally just stroll into average tea shops. ]
I have been the same as ever. [ ... ] I haven't come back since we left, so I thought it would be a good time to see what has changed. The rats are still here, I see.
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You must have read my mind. I'm set on taking a few extra back with me, for friends and for research.
[They order.... She's doing a black sesame milk tea, less sweet less ice. What's Owner getting?]
Oh. You haven't used your wish at all? [Though perhaps they haven't needed it, unknowable entity that they were.] I'm glad they're still here frankly, I was hoping to catch up with Gooferella and Flower Rat.
How's your Inn? Has anyone come to visit you?
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[ the good thing about the wish not having an expiration date is that you can sit on it. ]
I temporarily closed my inn. It's in need of some renovations!
[ can't have guests over when you need to do some thorough cleaning. ]
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I'm in the same boat, actually? I suppose I'm saving it for a rainy day.
[Tea gotten, she assumes a seat at a nearby table. Perhaps the very one they played party games at that fateful curfew.]
I'm sorry to hear about your Inn, though. I hope you aren't too bored with it closed up.
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Oh, I find things to do. Errands that need to be tended to and all that.
[ loose ends to clear. ]
It's all mostly boring though, I have not had much excitement since leaving here! I am not sure if the same can be said for you...?
[ GIRL YOUR BRIARS ]
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[She gestures to her face and neck, both suspiciously clear of scars and thorns.]
I got to start my story over. Luckily, my memories of this place stayed with me.
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[ this is... intriguing.
owner did not get to ask more about how this work, considering their relationship was so... you know... ]
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Well, frankly, I have no idea how to explain it without sounding insane. At least not without talking your ear off. [She stares into the middle distance, puzzling it out.] I suppose first of all, we had a True Book. It was given to my friend Timothy Goose, by an evil goose...that he made a wish to. Um.
[Perhaps these are not necessary details.]
Anyway, a True Book is a sort of magical artifact, from a world between worlds, where every version of every story is kept. And usually, they'd already have everything written within them. Once Upon a Time right up to Happily Ever After, and the like.
Except his was completely blank.
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anyway, this does sound insane, but owner is from somewhere insane, so it's all taken... rather well? obviously, they tilt their head at some parts, but overall it is taken a lot better than you would think. ]
So... like a blank slate? Could he write in it?
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[Is this wise to explain the mechanics of her world's potential undoing to a demonic cryptid from another dimension?
..............we'll worry about this later.]
There was a sort of enchanted ink in that place between? Like a conduit to the "gods", I guess. That one, we could rewrite our whole story with. So we did.
[She splays her hands out, jazzy style.]
Tada! No more briars, no curse, no True Love nonsense. I'm just a regular princess now, doing as I please.
[A vastly abbreviated version of the tale but it should do the trick.]
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[ this is so deeply fascinating... enchanted ink. also seems extremely dangerous if something like that ever went into the wrong hands, but rosamund's gang is probably on top of that? ]
Does your friend still have that book?