The Gungir
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Who: Rakath, Save, anyone in Disney Castle
What: Random interactions.
Where: Save is on the Gungir, Rakath is outside of it.
When: All Day
Don't react till I tag both openings. Rakath will have one. Save her own.
The two are separated from each other, but one might interrupt the other if wished.
What: Random interactions.
Where: Save is on the Gungir, Rakath is outside of it.
When: All Day
Don't react till I tag both openings. Rakath will have one. Save her own.
The two are separated from each other, but one might interrupt the other if wished.
Save - In the Main Hold of the Gungir
Date: 2010-05-30 08:22 pm (UTC)Rakath taught her to care for machines like you would care for a musical instrument. He was very good, but he hurried his work, wanting to get to his fun. Where Rakath loved to fight with his fists, his own body, his own power. Save was too small to do that, and she could not grasp an Aura. She had a few racing and flying video games before Rakath found her, and she loved them. She just viewed what she did, flying and maintaining, as a part of this bigger game. Just this particular ship, and this bit of work, was a very lame game.
Gungir wasn't home, she didn't love it like Tyrfing. It was also so large it took her a long time to move from one point to the next, figuring out what was wrong. Making it all just right. Rakath would be able to help her later, after he finished his morning training.
Finally, her hair turned all purple and she kicked a bit of the wall. This sucked.