10-04-2015, 09:40 PM
The dwarves end up sticking around for a while. Bec steals most, if not all of, their hats throughout the course of their visit, and through her deepest expressions of regret and thwacking her misbehaving dog on the snout, Jade promises them that she will do her best to decontaminate them of all substances that are emissive of radiation.
She gets a few strange looks when she says that, but they are thankfully only transient.
Other than that, though, they have a great time! Her new friends seem greatly unsettled by the taxidermied corpse of her grandfather keeping vigil over the entirety of the grand foyer, but when Jade assures them that he died in an accident when she was very young that uneasy feeling eventually subsides.
Once they get past that, however, they marvel unreasonably at the gratuitous suits of armor and mounted animal heads decorating the room, especially the ones which bear tusks. When Jade explains that her grandfather was the slayer of many of these beasts, they begin to ask him a great many questions instead, much to Jade’s chagrin.
Nevertheless, Jade does what she has always done: her best. She delivers a grand tour of the property, making sure to punctuate her words with ostentatious sweeping gestures and various inane details that border on nearly insufferable levels of prattling. By the end of the tour, when they have all been laden down with large amounts of vegetable matter and carefully-tucked seed packets, Jade’s spirits have risen considerably.
They are elevated further by the last minute questions she is now getting—
“How many robots did ye say were wandering ‘round?” Just the one, she reassures them, although she doesn’t sound so sure about that.
“But why would ya build it that high?” Because reasons, she says.
“Why are the trees greenish all over like that?” I have literally no idea at all, Jade replies.
“Why are the birds purple?” Uhm…
“Are they any good fer eatin’?” Of course not!
“What pumpkin?” What?
—all of which she is more than happy to answer. But, all good things must come to an end, and soon enough it is time for her dwarven friends to depart. They tip their hats to her and Grandpabot in turn and last of all a bit bemusedly to Becquerel, and then they are trundling off and wishing her well as they disappear over the far hills.
All in all, Jade thinks that it was a nice little visit. She had repeatedly told them over the course of the tour that they were welcome anytime, and she hopes that they will take confidence in her words, and maybe even tell their friends! Yes, things are going quite well for Jade, despite the rugged rocks and savage winds that ring incessantly around her property.
Then, Karkat starts trolling her through her communications device, and Jade has to take it into another room so Grandpabot won’t see how frustrated she’s getting. Geez! At least they agree on most everything that’s going on. She will have to do as she said she would and get started on that portal to… Camelot, was it? Camelot. Cam-e-lot.
Jade sighs. This is so utterly ridiculous; she cannot even begin to fathom how her life has come to be at this juncture of absolute stupidity. Gah, everything is so dumb! It was so much better when she was alone on her island and didn’t have to worry about magical and totally fake kingdoms, scruffy dwarves, or rude trolls!
Okay, she doesn’t mean that at all, but Jade is pretty upset right now. She really ought to do something to take her mind off of all these unreasonable feelings.
Stamping her foot, Jade tromps over into the room where the minion of Typheus is covering up a Transportalizer. She frowns at it mightily, but alas, it does not budge. Pale glassy eyes stare back at her, unblinking, probably because the snake beast is dead. Duh.
“Hmm,” Jade says, peering around for a good place to put her new Transportalizer. She will have to be sure to remember which ones are which, in the event that she gains multiple teleportation pads to other verses. Otherwise, things may start to get really complicated!
After rubbing a weary hand over her eyes and a frustrated exhale through her nose, Jade seats herself upon the floor and goes about summoning her teleporter to Camelot. She bids the omnilium to arise from wherever it may have been slumbering inside of her with imaginings of a rounded metal platform, only a small step up high from the ground much like her other Transportalizers. But, she knows that this one will have to be different, mostly because it will teleport things on a wider scale than usual.
Instead of the typical pedestal with a weaving fractal pattern on it, she decides that this one will feature a different symbol— one that resembles a spear or a sword bisecting two circles, ringed by inventively stylized, intricate foliage. That way, she will never confuse the teleporter to Camelot with any others. Still, she turns it a polished, glittering gold just to make sure.
Finally, as the nebulous multi-colored glow of the omnilium dwindles away into nothing after about fifteen minutes, Jade is able to examine her completed work. It doesn’t look half bad— although, now that she thinks about it, the gold sure does seem tacky.
Oh well. There’s not much she can do about it, now.
Bec trots into the room and inspects the teleporter, snuffling loudly in approval after a few moments of circling it. Jade snuffles back, only a little sardonically.
The wolfdog cants his head to the side and paws at the teleporters edge, looking back at Jade expectantly.
“Well, that’s as good as it’s going to get,” Jade grumbles. “I’d like to see you try, Bec.”
Looking away for a moment, Becquerel yawns noisily, snapping his jaws shut again with an audible click once he has finished being loud. Again, he looks at her, head tilted to the side and ears perked up.
Jade grunts and shifts her legs into a more comfortable position until she’s almost lying laterally on the floor. Bec promptly flops on top of her, causing Jade to puff out a startled breath of air before resettling. After a moment, Jade begins to pet him.
“I guess you’re right,” she comments as she scratches behind the wolfdog's ears. “I shouldn’t be so upset by what’s happening. A mythical kingdom, how cool is that? Even if it does seem really unbelievable. And I mean, at least I’ll get to see Karkat soon, right?”
Bec huffs. Right.
“He’s just so rude, I don’t know how we’ll ever get along…. Well, he’s nice every now and then, I guess. And some of the weird things he says are kind of funny….” Jade trails off, face scrunched up as if she is deep in thought. Becquerel looks at her intently, apparently expecting some huge revelation or declaration of undying love.
Instead, Jade moves to sit up, ousting the wolfdog from where he has been lying across her stomach. “That's it! Maybe I should whip up some kind of Recall Station, too? That way I’ll be able to come back right quick if trouble starts up around here. Yeah, I’ll do that!” She leaps to her feet and starts to do just that.
With an electric sneeze which has green-yellow sparks zapping around its snout, Becquerel gets up and lies down a small ways away from where Jade has decided to erect some fresh newfangled device for better getting around the Omniverse.
Silly human.
She gets a few strange looks when she says that, but they are thankfully only transient.
Other than that, though, they have a great time! Her new friends seem greatly unsettled by the taxidermied corpse of her grandfather keeping vigil over the entirety of the grand foyer, but when Jade assures them that he died in an accident when she was very young that uneasy feeling eventually subsides.
Once they get past that, however, they marvel unreasonably at the gratuitous suits of armor and mounted animal heads decorating the room, especially the ones which bear tusks. When Jade explains that her grandfather was the slayer of many of these beasts, they begin to ask him a great many questions instead, much to Jade’s chagrin.
Nevertheless, Jade does what she has always done: her best. She delivers a grand tour of the property, making sure to punctuate her words with ostentatious sweeping gestures and various inane details that border on nearly insufferable levels of prattling. By the end of the tour, when they have all been laden down with large amounts of vegetable matter and carefully-tucked seed packets, Jade’s spirits have risen considerably.
They are elevated further by the last minute questions she is now getting—
“How many robots did ye say were wandering ‘round?” Just the one, she reassures them, although she doesn’t sound so sure about that.
“But why would ya build it that high?” Because reasons, she says.
“Why are the trees greenish all over like that?” I have literally no idea at all, Jade replies.
“Why are the birds purple?” Uhm…
“Are they any good fer eatin’?” Of course not!
“What pumpkin?” What?
—all of which she is more than happy to answer. But, all good things must come to an end, and soon enough it is time for her dwarven friends to depart. They tip their hats to her and Grandpabot in turn and last of all a bit bemusedly to Becquerel, and then they are trundling off and wishing her well as they disappear over the far hills.
All in all, Jade thinks that it was a nice little visit. She had repeatedly told them over the course of the tour that they were welcome anytime, and she hopes that they will take confidence in her words, and maybe even tell their friends! Yes, things are going quite well for Jade, despite the rugged rocks and savage winds that ring incessantly around her property.
Then, Karkat starts trolling her through her communications device, and Jade has to take it into another room so Grandpabot won’t see how frustrated she’s getting. Geez! At least they agree on most everything that’s going on. She will have to do as she said she would and get started on that portal to… Camelot, was it? Camelot. Cam-e-lot.
Jade sighs. This is so utterly ridiculous; she cannot even begin to fathom how her life has come to be at this juncture of absolute stupidity. Gah, everything is so dumb! It was so much better when she was alone on her island and didn’t have to worry about magical and totally fake kingdoms, scruffy dwarves, or rude trolls!
Okay, she doesn’t mean that at all, but Jade is pretty upset right now. She really ought to do something to take her mind off of all these unreasonable feelings.
Stamping her foot, Jade tromps over into the room where the minion of Typheus is covering up a Transportalizer. She frowns at it mightily, but alas, it does not budge. Pale glassy eyes stare back at her, unblinking, probably because the snake beast is dead. Duh.
“Hmm,” Jade says, peering around for a good place to put her new Transportalizer. She will have to be sure to remember which ones are which, in the event that she gains multiple teleportation pads to other verses. Otherwise, things may start to get really complicated!
After rubbing a weary hand over her eyes and a frustrated exhale through her nose, Jade seats herself upon the floor and goes about summoning her teleporter to Camelot. She bids the omnilium to arise from wherever it may have been slumbering inside of her with imaginings of a rounded metal platform, only a small step up high from the ground much like her other Transportalizers. But, she knows that this one will have to be different, mostly because it will teleport things on a wider scale than usual.
Instead of the typical pedestal with a weaving fractal pattern on it, she decides that this one will feature a different symbol— one that resembles a spear or a sword bisecting two circles, ringed by inventively stylized, intricate foliage. That way, she will never confuse the teleporter to Camelot with any others. Still, she turns it a polished, glittering gold just to make sure.
Finally, as the nebulous multi-colored glow of the omnilium dwindles away into nothing after about fifteen minutes, Jade is able to examine her completed work. It doesn’t look half bad— although, now that she thinks about it, the gold sure does seem tacky.
Oh well. There’s not much she can do about it, now.
Bec trots into the room and inspects the teleporter, snuffling loudly in approval after a few moments of circling it. Jade snuffles back, only a little sardonically.
The wolfdog cants his head to the side and paws at the teleporters edge, looking back at Jade expectantly.
“Well, that’s as good as it’s going to get,” Jade grumbles. “I’d like to see you try, Bec.”
Looking away for a moment, Becquerel yawns noisily, snapping his jaws shut again with an audible click once he has finished being loud. Again, he looks at her, head tilted to the side and ears perked up.
Jade grunts and shifts her legs into a more comfortable position until she’s almost lying laterally on the floor. Bec promptly flops on top of her, causing Jade to puff out a startled breath of air before resettling. After a moment, Jade begins to pet him.
“I guess you’re right,” she comments as she scratches behind the wolfdog's ears. “I shouldn’t be so upset by what’s happening. A mythical kingdom, how cool is that? Even if it does seem really unbelievable. And I mean, at least I’ll get to see Karkat soon, right?”
Bec huffs. Right.
“He’s just so rude, I don’t know how we’ll ever get along…. Well, he’s nice every now and then, I guess. And some of the weird things he says are kind of funny….” Jade trails off, face scrunched up as if she is deep in thought. Becquerel looks at her intently, apparently expecting some huge revelation or declaration of undying love.
Instead, Jade moves to sit up, ousting the wolfdog from where he has been lying across her stomach. “That's it! Maybe I should whip up some kind of Recall Station, too? That way I’ll be able to come back right quick if trouble starts up around here. Yeah, I’ll do that!” She leaps to her feet and starts to do just that.
With an electric sneeze which has green-yellow sparks zapping around its snout, Becquerel gets up and lies down a small ways away from where Jade has decided to erect some fresh newfangled device for better getting around the Omniverse.
Silly human.
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