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| − | <div></div> | + | <div></div><br> <br>There has never been such a small Creator Vessel to visit Promise! Well, at least not Firmament. While many seem to be the size of small cities, this one is not much larger than a moderate market stall. In fact, that is precisely where it has set down. The remarkable vehicle has taken up a large market tent space and the. . . gangplank? Space plank? Creator Chute? Whatever it is called is slowly starting to descend. Who could have come to visit today?<br> <br> flick of the tail, and Flora moves through the marketplace as usual. Her golem below her, she rides the metal beast with a smile on her lips, while two guards move alongside her, albeit a bit to the back... All in all, the cat looks rather... Dumbfounded, considering this was the spot normally occupied by the vendor of gears...<br> <br>Already in the markets, the noise and spectacle of an arriving Creator ship drew Natska to the stall area. She gives Cassidy's arm a small squeeze, then watches the ship, her tail curling back and forth. "Huh! I wonder who this is."<br> <br>Cassidy adjusts her floppy-brimmed sunhat, leaning against Natska as she observes the ship. "I'm really not sure how to feel about all of this," she murmurs to her wife, squeezing her arm in return. "But I am curious, too, so we shall see."<br> <br>Bazalt WAnders by Munching on something. He Spots The ship and tilts his head, having no clue whats going on he walks closer, and eyes Flora, hanging back for now he Smiply watches.. and munches on whatever it is he's eating.. somesortof.. Crunchy thing...<br> <br>Rokarion sighed as he moved after the salamander, the amphibian going over to check the creator vessel that landed today. Both of them stop near to the creator vessel, Rokarion sporting his usual apathy while Zuri was as excited as ever. <br> <br>The normal occupant of the market space is standing dumbfounded off to one side, his barrow of cut gears and clockwork mechanisms forgotten amidst the strange spectacle. |
| + | Everything has come to a standstill around the ship as three figures descend the ramp. They are Creators, or at least Creator shaped. They are dressed rather strangely though. They each wear strange imitations of local garb, as if someone had seen it, described to a friend and then had that friend talk to a tailor. To top it all off, all three are wearing life like animal masks! There are two males, one in a horse mask and one in a pig mask, while the single female wears a red fox mask.<br> <br>Bazalt tilts his head and steps a Bit closer. "what the..." He Muses as he Takes a final bite of his crunchy thing."This.. Will.. be.. interesting.." he mumbles, Blue eyes Staring at the... masked... creators while his tail just trails along the ground behind him.<br> <br>Flora blinks. Quite a lot, actually, as she looks at the three 'creators' coming out of the ship, her tailtip twitching lightly. "Flora... Flora has no idea what's going on anymore."<br> <br>Natska tilts her head to the side, her tail slowing until just the tip of it flicks. She nudges her hat up just a little and stares at the Creators, then sighs, squares her shoulders, and starts approaching through the crowd of gawkers. "Hello, there!" she calls. "What is the occasion?"<br> <br>Rokarion looks at the three creators, raising a brow as his mind goes back to the time a creator tourist was tricked into dressing in a ballgown, and wondering if this was the same thing. Rokarion simple leaned down and exchanged some whispered words with Zuri before looking back up and moving closer to the three creators, "Greetings...honoured guests. May we ask what are you doing here? Are you waiting for someone?" <br> <br>Cassidy folds her arms, watching quietly. "So strange," she whispers, scooting a little closer to Natska. "What do you... Think they want?" She asks of Natska, looking up towards her wife before turning her eyes to the strange Creators again.<br> <br>Natska gives Cassidy a small shake of her head. "I have no idea, but we'll find out," she murmurs. "And hopefully prevent any trouble."<br> <br>"Oh!" squeals the female in the fox mask, "It is JUST like on the Jestream Flash show! They are just so friendly!" Her companions are a little less enthusiastic, the male in the horse mask apparently doing his best to appear world wise and unimpressed, while the male in the pig mask is actually doing a much better job of it, appearing to be sulky and unhappy about all of this. "Come along, you two," the woman says gleefully, dragging the others along with her, "We don't have much time and I want to try EVERYTHING!" It is obvious who is in charge here. She charges down the ramp, letting it close behind the trio and approaches Natska, since she was the first to speak up. "HELLO!" the woman says, loudly and slowly, "WE ARE VISITORS. WE WANT TO SEE FUR-MA-MINT!"<br> <br>Silently, and staring a little awkwardly, Flora steers her golem over to the female, her head shaking lightly. "Flora can understand miss creator just fine, yes. And Flora is sure friend Natska could understand just fine, too, yes," she rumbles, before shaking her head again, her tail swaying behind her.<br> <br>Cassidy lays her ears back at their... Enthusiasm. "You're in it," she says, hugging Natska's arm as she eyes the creator masks with skepticism. "This city is Firmament. In the nation of Sweetwater. What... Do you want to see?"<br> <br>Bazalt Frowns And sighs halftempted to wander off before things got... Louder.."Ahhh.. Nah" HE says Stepping alsightly closer his blues eyes fixed on the loud female. "You dont have to be so damn loud you know." he sighs as his tail Curls arond his leg slightly.<br> <br>Natska perks her ears as she's addressed, and then they fold ever so slightly until the idea of leaving the trio in the middle of Drytounge crosses her mind. She gives the woman a pleasant smile, however. "I see!" she responds. "And how much time do you have to see it? Firmament is a large city, Lady ...?"<br> <br>Zuri steps out from behind Rokarion to greet the three Creators himself. He was about to say hi when he's silenced by Creator's loud and slow speech. He tilts his head, then nibbles on his lip. Must be a Creator thing! He smiles brightly. "HE-LLO, I AM ZU-RI. IT IS WON-DER-FUL TO MEET YOU!" His tail whips behind him excitedly. He loves meeting Creators!<br> <br>Rokarion looks down on Zuri then back at Bazalt, now that is a person that would be funny to introduce the creators to, the social inept ex-bio weapon. Rokarion then looked back at the creator before leaning again to whisper something into Zuri's ear. | ||
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There has never been such a small Creator Vessel to visit Promise! Well, at least not Firmament. While many seem to be the size of small cities, this one is not much larger than a moderate market stall. In fact, that is precisely where it has set down. The remarkable vehicle has taken up a large market tent space and the. . . gangplank? Space plank? Creator Chute? Whatever it is called is slowly starting to descend. Who could have come to visit today?
flick of the tail, and Flora moves through the marketplace as usual. Her golem below her, she rides the metal beast with a smile on her lips, while two guards move alongside her, albeit a bit to the back... All in all, the cat looks rather... Dumbfounded, considering this was the spot normally occupied by the vendor of gears...
Already in the markets, the noise and spectacle of an arriving Creator ship drew Natska to the stall area. She gives Cassidy's arm a small squeeze, then watches the ship, her tail curling back and forth. "Huh! I wonder who this is."
Cassidy adjusts her floppy-brimmed sunhat, leaning against Natska as she observes the ship. "I'm really not sure how to feel about all of this," she murmurs to her wife, squeezing her arm in return. "But I am curious, too, so we shall see."
Bazalt WAnders by Munching on something. He Spots The ship and tilts his head, having no clue whats going on he walks closer, and eyes Flora, hanging back for now he Smiply watches.. and munches on whatever it is he's eating.. somesortof.. Crunchy thing...
Rokarion sighed as he moved after the salamander, the amphibian going over to check the creator vessel that landed today. Both of them stop near to the creator vessel, Rokarion sporting his usual apathy while Zuri was as excited as ever.
The normal occupant of the market space is standing dumbfounded off to one side, his barrow of cut gears and clockwork mechanisms forgotten amidst the strange spectacle.
Everything has come to a standstill around the ship as three figures descend the ramp. They are Creators, or at least Creator shaped. They are dressed rather strangely though. They each wear strange imitations of local garb, as if someone had seen it, described to a friend and then had that friend talk to a tailor. To top it all off, all three are wearing life like animal masks! There are two males, one in a horse mask and one in a pig mask, while the single female wears a red fox mask.
Bazalt tilts his head and steps a Bit closer. "what the..." He Muses as he Takes a final bite of his crunchy thing."This.. Will.. be.. interesting.." he mumbles, Blue eyes Staring at the... masked... creators while his tail just trails along the ground behind him.
Flora blinks. Quite a lot, actually, as she looks at the three 'creators' coming out of the ship, her tailtip twitching lightly. "Flora... Flora has no idea what's going on anymore."
Natska tilts her head to the side, her tail slowing until just the tip of it flicks. She nudges her hat up just a little and stares at the Creators, then sighs, squares her shoulders, and starts approaching through the crowd of gawkers. "Hello, there!" she calls. "What is the occasion?"
Rokarion looks at the three creators, raising a brow as his mind goes back to the time a creator tourist was tricked into dressing in a ballgown, and wondering if this was the same thing. Rokarion simple leaned down and exchanged some whispered words with Zuri before looking back up and moving closer to the three creators, "Greetings...honoured guests. May we ask what are you doing here? Are you waiting for someone?"
Cassidy folds her arms, watching quietly. "So strange," she whispers, scooting a little closer to Natska. "What do you... Think they want?" She asks of Natska, looking up towards her wife before turning her eyes to the strange Creators again.
Natska gives Cassidy a small shake of her head. "I have no idea, but we'll find out," she murmurs. "And hopefully prevent any trouble."
"Oh!" squeals the female in the fox mask, "It is JUST like on the Jestream Flash show! They are just so friendly!" Her companions are a little less enthusiastic, the male in the horse mask apparently doing his best to appear world wise and unimpressed, while the male in the pig mask is actually doing a much better job of it, appearing to be sulky and unhappy about all of this. "Come along, you two," the woman says gleefully, dragging the others along with her, "We don't have much time and I want to try EVERYTHING!" It is obvious who is in charge here. She charges down the ramp, letting it close behind the trio and approaches Natska, since she was the first to speak up. "HELLO!" the woman says, loudly and slowly, "WE ARE VISITORS. WE WANT TO SEE FUR-MA-MINT!"
Silently, and staring a little awkwardly, Flora steers her golem over to the female, her head shaking lightly. "Flora can understand miss creator just fine, yes. And Flora is sure friend Natska could understand just fine, too, yes," she rumbles, before shaking her head again, her tail swaying behind her.
Cassidy lays her ears back at their... Enthusiasm. "You're in it," she says, hugging Natska's arm as she eyes the creator masks with skepticism. "This city is Firmament. In the nation of Sweetwater. What... Do you want to see?"
Bazalt Frowns And sighs halftempted to wander off before things got... Louder.."Ahhh.. Nah" HE says Stepping alsightly closer his blues eyes fixed on the loud female. "You dont have to be so damn loud you know." he sighs as his tail Curls arond his leg slightly.
Natska perks her ears as she's addressed, and then they fold ever so slightly until the idea of leaving the trio in the middle of Drytounge crosses her mind. She gives the woman a pleasant smile, however. "I see!" she responds. "And how much time do you have to see it? Firmament is a large city, Lady ...?"
Zuri steps out from behind Rokarion to greet the three Creators himself. He was about to say hi when he's silenced by Creator's loud and slow speech. He tilts his head, then nibbles on his lip. Must be a Creator thing! He smiles brightly. "HE-LLO, I AM ZU-RI. IT IS WON-DER-FUL TO MEET YOU!" His tail whips behind him excitedly. He loves meeting Creators!
Rokarion looks down on Zuri then back at Bazalt, now that is a person that would be funny to introduce the creators to, the social inept ex-bio weapon. Rokarion then looked back at the creator before leaning again to whisper something into Zuri's ear.
