Tidus (
go_dream) wrote in
revenance_rpg2013-05-31 09:13 pm
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Characters: Tidus & Open
Content: Exploring.
Location: The Mother of Invention, corridors and elsewhere.
Time: Day.
Warnings: Not really.
He had lost track of how long he had been wandering about the spaceship, but the longer Tidus was there, the less exciting he felt over the whole thing. A new world was something to do, and fun to explore, but these surroundings were just...creepy. If it weren't for the Nightmares and Spirits, it would have felt completely abandoned. It still did. He stopped walking, and after prodding at a computer and receiving no response, he decided to turn back and head out. Luckily (or not so luckily) for him, he had brought his Blitzball, hoping a spaceship had some sort of pool.
For the time being, he'd kick the ball down the hallways, watching it bounce off the floors and walls while he retraced his steps.
Content: Exploring.
Location: The Mother of Invention, corridors and elsewhere.
Time: Day.
Warnings: Not really.
He had lost track of how long he had been wandering about the spaceship, but the longer Tidus was there, the less exciting he felt over the whole thing. A new world was something to do, and fun to explore, but these surroundings were just...creepy. If it weren't for the Nightmares and Spirits, it would have felt completely abandoned. It still did. He stopped walking, and after prodding at a computer and receiving no response, he decided to turn back and head out. Luckily (or not so luckily) for him, he had brought his Blitzball, hoping a spaceship had some sort of pool.
For the time being, he'd kick the ball down the hallways, watching it bounce off the floors and walls while he retraced his steps.

I'm sorry. Not THAT sorry, but sorry.
Ready to call her swords at any moment, she matched the Spirit's pace as it wandered around curiously.
"Do you even know where you're going or are you just dragging me around for the lols?" she asked eventually, long in the bowels of the ship by now. Seriously, this thing was bigger than Comicron One! But the Pricklemane paid no heed to her comment, simply bouncing ahead to turn the corner into another hallway.
Only to suddenly get clocked in the head by a large ball hurdling toward it from down the hall, flopping to its side with a startled squeak. Liz's eyes shot up in surprise and she hurried to its side.
"Jesus!" she exclaimed, half-laughing in the way that one does when something's actually kind of funny even when someone got hurt, "Are you okay?"