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revivalproject2020-09-03 12:53 pm
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Log
WHO: Reeve Tuesti, OTA
WHERE: Around Agrii Ship
WHAT: The Trip Home, Planning for Temba, and the Adventures of Mini-C (Early Sept Catch All)
WHEN: Journey back to Agra 10
WARNINGS: N/A I hope
A. Peanut Butter Jelly Time | Mess Hall | OTA
Reeve had a dirty little secret, one that had him returning to the Mess Hall with a strange regularity for a man who often forgot meal times. He was a man of expensive restaurants, Wutain and Mideelese takeout, and aged bourbons. He was a man who had once grown up on a farm, so most of his food was so fresh that it had been on the plant the day before. He was a man who stayed up late and lived by the liter of coffee.
Reeve Tuesti's dirty little secret?
He loved peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Judge him all you would, but while others might find the sandwiches jarringly discordant, looking like one thing and tasting like another, Reeve loved it. Currently he was seated at a mess table while Mini-C played with Agrii another table over, halfway through his second sandwich. The first one had looked like a grilled cheese. This one looked like and had the consistency of a chocobo salad sandwich. And damn if he doesn't look half blissed out as he takes another bite.
"I need to ask the Agrii to leave us a supply of whatever they make these sandwiches from," he mused aloud. Damn, now if only he could have a milk shake of this!
B. Engineering Marvels | Engine Room | OTA
The engine was beautiful. Reeve had been staring at it for an hour now, looking at the data that was darting over a number of screens, wishing he could read it. But mostly, he was marveling. If there was technology like this on his world, Mako never would have been a thing. If there was energy like this readily available in Temba, they could all live more comfortably. If there were engines like this on their ships, they could probably go a bit faster.
None of which mattered now, he supposed. What mattered was understanding it. And in the moment, he supposed he had to act. With a sigh he pushed off of the wall that he'd been watching the Agrii from, and almost immediately one of them approached him and offered over a belt with tools like they had. Of course they would do that.
The people were strangely considerate for beings that had kidnapped them and put them into a lot of trouble.
"Thank you," he said, knowing they would understand. He gestured for Mini to stay back, worried that the doll would get himself into trouble, before advancing on the engine core. Not the one they had before, from his understanding. Of course, his attention wasn't on the core itself just yet. Instead he opened a panel near it and lowered himself into the recessed space filled with all sorts of cables, wires, junction boxes, and the like.
"Cid would be so jealous of me right now. I wish I would remember the story to tell him," he laughed, shaking his head.
And then, of the room in general, he posed a question. "Anyone got a flash light? The backup light in the space that should come on when the panel is off seems busted. Guess we should start with replacing that."
C. Adventure Time | Halls near the Green Room | OTA
There is a downside to being a inanimate object given a soul by someone with weird magic. The downside was that humans had to sleep. Living beings had to sleep. Mini-C? Just a doll with a soul. He didn't have to sleep. So when his companion had fallen asleep in a corner of the green room with a bench, not even bothered by the Agrii that kept slipping in to look at him, well, Mini had to find something to do. Sure, it was nice sometimes to be there when Reeve needed him, snuggling in to keep his maker from being trapped in his nightmares, but that wasn't needed on naps.
Which was why Mini had toddled out of the Green room. The Agrii were of course interested in the doll, how could they not be? But they learned quick, Mini was learning. All he had to do was hop and point toward door controls and they would chatter happily amongst themselves before opening the door for him. It was really easy.
That, of course, was how Mini came to be wandering in the halls outside of the Green room, poking around and exploring. And, in this moment, trying to force open a panel. Which was hard, when his little paws had no leverage.
WHERE: Around Agrii Ship
WHAT: The Trip Home, Planning for Temba, and the Adventures of Mini-C (Early Sept Catch All)
WHEN: Journey back to Agra 10
WARNINGS: N/A I hope
A. Peanut Butter Jelly Time | Mess Hall | OTA
Reeve had a dirty little secret, one that had him returning to the Mess Hall with a strange regularity for a man who often forgot meal times. He was a man of expensive restaurants, Wutain and Mideelese takeout, and aged bourbons. He was a man who had once grown up on a farm, so most of his food was so fresh that it had been on the plant the day before. He was a man who stayed up late and lived by the liter of coffee.
Reeve Tuesti's dirty little secret?
He loved peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Judge him all you would, but while others might find the sandwiches jarringly discordant, looking like one thing and tasting like another, Reeve loved it. Currently he was seated at a mess table while Mini-C played with Agrii another table over, halfway through his second sandwich. The first one had looked like a grilled cheese. This one looked like and had the consistency of a chocobo salad sandwich. And damn if he doesn't look half blissed out as he takes another bite.
"I need to ask the Agrii to leave us a supply of whatever they make these sandwiches from," he mused aloud. Damn, now if only he could have a milk shake of this!
B. Engineering Marvels | Engine Room | OTA
The engine was beautiful. Reeve had been staring at it for an hour now, looking at the data that was darting over a number of screens, wishing he could read it. But mostly, he was marveling. If there was technology like this on his world, Mako never would have been a thing. If there was energy like this readily available in Temba, they could all live more comfortably. If there were engines like this on their ships, they could probably go a bit faster.
None of which mattered now, he supposed. What mattered was understanding it. And in the moment, he supposed he had to act. With a sigh he pushed off of the wall that he'd been watching the Agrii from, and almost immediately one of them approached him and offered over a belt with tools like they had. Of course they would do that.
The people were strangely considerate for beings that had kidnapped them and put them into a lot of trouble.
"Thank you," he said, knowing they would understand. He gestured for Mini to stay back, worried that the doll would get himself into trouble, before advancing on the engine core. Not the one they had before, from his understanding. Of course, his attention wasn't on the core itself just yet. Instead he opened a panel near it and lowered himself into the recessed space filled with all sorts of cables, wires, junction boxes, and the like.
"Cid would be so jealous of me right now. I wish I would remember the story to tell him," he laughed, shaking his head.
And then, of the room in general, he posed a question. "Anyone got a flash light? The backup light in the space that should come on when the panel is off seems busted. Guess we should start with replacing that."
C. Adventure Time | Halls near the Green Room | OTA
There is a downside to being a inanimate object given a soul by someone with weird magic. The downside was that humans had to sleep. Living beings had to sleep. Mini-C? Just a doll with a soul. He didn't have to sleep. So when his companion had fallen asleep in a corner of the green room with a bench, not even bothered by the Agrii that kept slipping in to look at him, well, Mini had to find something to do. Sure, it was nice sometimes to be there when Reeve needed him, snuggling in to keep his maker from being trapped in his nightmares, but that wasn't needed on naps.
Which was why Mini had toddled out of the Green room. The Agrii were of course interested in the doll, how could they not be? But they learned quick, Mini was learning. All he had to do was hop and point toward door controls and they would chatter happily amongst themselves before opening the door for him. It was really easy.
That, of course, was how Mini came to be wandering in the halls outside of the Green room, poking around and exploring. And, in this moment, trying to force open a panel. Which was hard, when his little paws had no leverage.
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Especially not now that it is following him? Which Jon tries to ignore at first.
And then tries to ignore it harder.
Then focuses on ignoring that odd fear he senses coming off of it. A clear strain of the Lonely, but of course that's ridiculous. Robots, dolls, plush animals, they don't. Feel. Unless they're possessed, but that would much rather result in a certain glee drawn from the terror of their victims. That's what the scientifically inclined part of Jon's mind points out hard to Jon. But his actual experience has ridiculed science repeatedly for several years now so what all this is resulting in is basically just Jon's mind turning in circles and clinging to explanations and excuses.
Until he has enough and stops abruptly, turning around harshly to glare at the doll. "What?!"
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Mini wraps his arms around himself to mime a hug. Please?
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"You have an owner." Jon points out sharply. "Go bother him." Considering they both seem to be needy for physical contact, Jon can't help but deem these two fitting for one another. Then again, the doll is Reeve's creation. So that may just show itself in a way that only leaves Jon with more questions.
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Uncrossing his arms, he takes a reluctant step closer, yet doesn't reach to pick his pursuer back up.
"Is he controlling you in his sleep? Is that how this works?" And he frowns as another possibility pops into his mind. "Reeve? Are you following me with this thing?"
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Again he mimes sleeping. Then points back toward the door of the Green room. Look, he's even showing the guy where Reeve was.
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Instead, he simply shakes his head and sighs. "I still fail to see why you're following me."
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He pauses at the swishing tail and tips his head to the side. "Oh, come on. Don't give me that!" Jon points for a moment, then squats down before the doll. "Look. I don't want to have anything to do with him at the moment." And he points in the general direction of the Green Room. "And you-" He points at Mini. "-you are his creation. Through engineering or magic or-" A shrug. "Iunno. Christ, you could be some sort of spying device for all I know!"
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The doll isn't very happy. He just wanted to not be alone. How rude.
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Still not sure however about what the stuffed toy wants, Jon sighs and turns to continue down the hallway. He would simply try to ignore the toy.
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And yet here he is, trying not to look over his shoulder. With a strong emphasis on trying. Because he's well aware of his fuzzy follower. It's near the mess hall that Jon stops again and turns halfway to the stubborn feline, simply looking at it for a couple of moments without fully turning towards it.
Mini can't speak. It can't tell him what it wants or why it's following him. It does however seems to understand him. Even react to it in its own way. And Jon on his end has no idea what to make of it. He still expects Reeve to suddenly pop up from around a nearby corner, drawn to this... Thing...
Is that it? Is the plush cat a tracking device?
"...he can find you, can't he?"
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He's made from a doll. His nature is always to want a hug.
But no, Jon has to ask that, and Mini isn't going to lie. The doll sags a little, clearly not happy with the question. Who knew cotton and cloth could manage to so much with so little.
And he nods.
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The response gets a brief sigh. And a frown. "...can't say I'm surprised. Do you know when he's coming?"
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There's a tie, he's trying to say. It pulls at them. So they know. That, hopefully, conveyed he turns back to Jon and tilts his head. More questions? He feels less lonely with the questions.
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Not that he would want to get tangled up in something like that.
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He's a child, and his master's keeper, and the only time he's truly alone is when Reeve isn't there. Not like he can talk yet. Not like he's been given dexterous enough hands yet to write. The chance of it even seems less likely with Reeve giving Tony space.
So the doll just scuffs a foot against the floor. He can't explain.
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"Maybe that's something you should consider." Jon remarks aloud. "It's not the worst goal to pursue."
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Reeve.
Then the first word. Mini's paws come up to frame his head, pressing against it as it doubled over as if in pain.
Hurts.
Distance meant hurting Reeve. The magic was broken here. And highly limited.
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His eyes fall back on the doll as he speaks. "He's a selfish man and only the victim of his own actions with remarkably little regard for those around or near him. I... I think I'm sorry you can't get rid of him." But he hasn't quite decided yet.
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Now he holds a hand out like he's holding it, and his hand starts to poke at it. Communicator, he's trying to say. Let him borrow it?
Though with how angry Jon is, Mini supposes he won't even share that much.
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Jon gives a disapproving scoff, but watches the puppet gesture for- Something. It wants hi phone?
"Where I come from, you don't simply hand over your phone. There are private messages, notes and personal information on it. I still can't trust that you aren't used for Reeve to gather data on us." And of course there's still that little detail that Tony somehow sets himself as Jon's phone background and Jon hasn't yet been able to figure out how to change that. Not that he necessarily wants to do so...
sorry it's short, but Mini just gives up. I don't blame jon for not giving him it, best choice there