06-26-2016, 02:57 PM
The Sage and Noodle made their way down to the docks, Carter remaining behind in the mansion. The Sage passed the rickety weather beaten old pirate ship that was bobbing in the docks. It looked strikingly familiar, but the Sage wasn’t quite able to place where he had seen it before. They reached the end of the pier, and the Sage began summoning a small barge. It would not be well suited for storms or the open ocean, but it could be manned alone. He would just have to stay close to the shores of islands he supposed.
After around ten minutes, the barge was ready. The Sage let out a sigh of relief, summoning something that large and intricate had been surprisingly taxing on him. Noodle looked at him with a curious expression. “You said you wanted to get there fast, right?” she questioned. The Sage glanced back at her, still out of breath from the effort of the summoning.
“And this boat would be the fastest I could steer by myself.” He replied, a slight hint of irritation slipping through. Noodle put her hands behind her head with a unconcerned shrug.
“I would just use a speed boat. You aren’t going that far, and it’ll get you there way faster…” she looked at him curiously, “You’ve got a kind of… exotic look to you. Do you even know what they are?” The Sage looked at her blankly again, and shook his head. “Ah.” Noodle said quickly, “That kind of explains a lot…” She manifested her own Omnilium and began to summon something. “Where are you from, or I guess when are… you know what I mean.” She asked as she continued to summon.
“I hale from the kingdom of Shallot, though I would imagine the name means nothing to you.” Noodle shrugged without recognition and so the Sage continued. “We are the foremost bastion of knowledge and learning, boasting both the most refined of cultures and the most powerful magicians. The Battle-mages of Syrdion are second to none!” they are also the most insufferably arrogant pieces of trash you will ever lay eyes on, but that’s besides the point. Noodle looked at him with something that could almost be construed as pity.
“So you don’t know anything about technology? Electricity? Engines? The Beatles? Sliced bread? That must suck!” she declared with authority.
The Sage gave her a look.
“Of course I know what beetles are! What are you talking about?” he asked with confusion. Noodle just shook her head and continued to summon the Speedboat.
After a short time it was finished, the Sage couldn’t help but notice that Noodle seemed far less fatigued by the summoning than he had, but he supposed it was probably due to his injury. “There you go, one fully functioning, state of the art, ready to rock speedboat! Free of charge, I’ll just extract that dingy you made over there, should be about the same amount.”
Yes, funny how that seems to work out… the Sage mused as he surveyed the strange sea craft. It was smaller, and while it was evidently capable of floating, the lack of either sails or oars left the Sage skeptical as to the boat’s use. “How, erm… not to be dense… but how does it move?” he asked Noodle after a short silence.
“Oh right! Sorry!” she exclaimed, “It’s got an engine, you just drive the ship like a car… er… well, you push the pedals, and the ship goes. The wheel is used for steering.” She explained, as the Sage boarded cautiously. It sounded manageable, in theory, though he didn’t like how little he understood about the way the boat worked.
“Press the pedal, steer with the wheel…” he repeated, “Seems simple enough.” he turned to face Noodle, who was still standing on the dock. “I thank you for your assistance, hopefully someday I can repay the favor. Until that day, I bid you adieu.” With that he turned, and began to inexpertly steer the speedboat out towards Blue Flame Island.
Noodle watched the small shape shrink before it was fully swallowed by the waves. She couldn’t leave right now, the other man still wasn’t healed yet, and Lou and the others weren’t really able to look out for themselves quite yet. She knew that…
But a part of her still wanted to follow… it sounded like a pretty sweet gig…
After around ten minutes, the barge was ready. The Sage let out a sigh of relief, summoning something that large and intricate had been surprisingly taxing on him. Noodle looked at him with a curious expression. “You said you wanted to get there fast, right?” she questioned. The Sage glanced back at her, still out of breath from the effort of the summoning.
“And this boat would be the fastest I could steer by myself.” He replied, a slight hint of irritation slipping through. Noodle put her hands behind her head with a unconcerned shrug.
“I would just use a speed boat. You aren’t going that far, and it’ll get you there way faster…” she looked at him curiously, “You’ve got a kind of… exotic look to you. Do you even know what they are?” The Sage looked at her blankly again, and shook his head. “Ah.” Noodle said quickly, “That kind of explains a lot…” She manifested her own Omnilium and began to summon something. “Where are you from, or I guess when are… you know what I mean.” She asked as she continued to summon.
“I hale from the kingdom of Shallot, though I would imagine the name means nothing to you.” Noodle shrugged without recognition and so the Sage continued. “We are the foremost bastion of knowledge and learning, boasting both the most refined of cultures and the most powerful magicians. The Battle-mages of Syrdion are second to none!” they are also the most insufferably arrogant pieces of trash you will ever lay eyes on, but that’s besides the point. Noodle looked at him with something that could almost be construed as pity.
“So you don’t know anything about technology? Electricity? Engines? The Beatles? Sliced bread? That must suck!” she declared with authority.
The Sage gave her a look.
“Of course I know what beetles are! What are you talking about?” he asked with confusion. Noodle just shook her head and continued to summon the Speedboat.
After a short time it was finished, the Sage couldn’t help but notice that Noodle seemed far less fatigued by the summoning than he had, but he supposed it was probably due to his injury. “There you go, one fully functioning, state of the art, ready to rock speedboat! Free of charge, I’ll just extract that dingy you made over there, should be about the same amount.”
Yes, funny how that seems to work out… the Sage mused as he surveyed the strange sea craft. It was smaller, and while it was evidently capable of floating, the lack of either sails or oars left the Sage skeptical as to the boat’s use. “How, erm… not to be dense… but how does it move?” he asked Noodle after a short silence.
“Oh right! Sorry!” she exclaimed, “It’s got an engine, you just drive the ship like a car… er… well, you push the pedals, and the ship goes. The wheel is used for steering.” She explained, as the Sage boarded cautiously. It sounded manageable, in theory, though he didn’t like how little he understood about the way the boat worked.
“Press the pedal, steer with the wheel…” he repeated, “Seems simple enough.” he turned to face Noodle, who was still standing on the dock. “I thank you for your assistance, hopefully someday I can repay the favor. Until that day, I bid you adieu.” With that he turned, and began to inexpertly steer the speedboat out towards Blue Flame Island.
Noodle watched the small shape shrink before it was fully swallowed by the waves. She couldn’t leave right now, the other man still wasn’t healed yet, and Lou and the others weren’t really able to look out for themselves quite yet. She knew that…
But a part of her still wanted to follow… it sounded like a pretty sweet gig…
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