[ trade 01 ] / [ Voice / English ]

[gotyourwallet]

[The comm comes to life with a loud crack. The device just got dropped accidentally. Vie’s muttered voice is heard.]

This is great. I’ve no idea where in Kellos I am and now I’m breaking items that I can’t even start to decipher.

[The comm is picked up and she turns it in her hands. Vie’s voice is louder with the device closer to her face.]

He could have warned me at least before--

[Whatever strength was in her tone dies out and she falls quiet. A second later, sobbing is heard. It takes her a moment to get back under control.]

Dammit. [Muttered] He's gone Vierren. Hold it together.

[The girl is unaware the comm is on, or really what it is.]

Comments

[conquistasal.livejournal.com]

H... hey, you cryin'? [Dammit, Sal hates it when girls cry, it makes him want to cry, too.] Please, uh, please don' cry... I know it sucks, jus'... I don' know... don' cry...

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

[Her attention is jerking towards the comm. Excellent. Now she's hearing voices.]

Where?

[There's a sound as she cautiously picks up the device and listens.]

I'm not crying, voice of... whoever.

[conquistasal.livejournal.com]

Oh, okay... good. I jus' thought I heard, like... I don' know, don' mind me.

So yer new, right? Well, jus' so y'know an' ain't confused later, m'Sal, not whoever. Who're you?

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

I'm fine, really. You need not worry, Sal.

[Her tone is carefully masked to hide what she's really feeling. She's not doing as good a job as usual.]

To be honest, I'm not entirely sure where I am. Or where you are for that matter.

[conquistasal.livejournal.com]

I'm in m'room. An' if yer anythin' like anyone else on th'boat, yer in yer room, too.

Well, yer new room. Welcome to yer new room!

oh my god he's adorable. <33

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

So I'm on a boat in my new room, hm.

Do you know where this boat is going?

its natural <3

[conquistasal.livejournal.com]

Nooot really. Well, kinda. Th'Golden Shore, 'parently, s'what I heard. But I ain't got a thought in th'world as t'where that might be.

Don' mightily wanna go, m'self, but... well, we really ain't got a choice.

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

I've never heard of The Golden Shore. What do you mean, 'no choice'? Are we prisoners--

[Pause.]

I never told you my name, Sal. Sorry, my mind isn't working quite as clearly as usual. My name is Chelle Vierren. [Go go strong accent.]

[conquistasal.livejournal.com]

Not... prisoners, per se. Well, some people would per se, but I feel pretty free here. Tha's jus' me, though. Y'got free roam of pretty much anywhere but the real lower decks. An'... don' go t'deck 'leven 'less yer fire proof.

...hey, y'got a nickname? [You don't want to hear Sal butcher your name, trust me.]

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

Fire on... deck eleven? How big is this boat exactly? Where I'm from boats have on or two decks, if that.

[She laughs a little. Sal is doing a good job at distracting her from her thoughts.]

You can call me Vie, if that's easier. [Rhymes with high~]

[conquistasal.livejournal.com]

Bigger'n a boat should be, from what I gather.

Hey, Vie? Fer real? I got a sister named Violet, we call 'er Vi fer short. S'a good name y'got there. [And now he's homesick, but this is no time for that business. He can mope later.]

Well, Vie's much easier, an' I'll 'member it, so tha's a plus fer both've us.

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

[That just earned a smile. Thanks Sal!]

So it seems, yes. And you have a sister, how lucky. It's not a common name back home, so I'm a little surprised to hear of another. Then again, your sister is Violet and I am Vierren, so I guess that's similar enough.

[Oh look, she's babbling. Vie stops herself from continuing and resumes question time.]

Are there many people on this over sized boat?

[conquistasal.livejournal.com]

[He's got eight sisters, actually, so... whether one interprets that as lucky or not is probably an individual decision. But he keeps that to himself, no need to burden this lovely girl with useless information about himself.]

Ah, I think there's somethin' like a hundred people maybe? Or somethin'. 'Round that number. In any case, s'a lotta folks.

An' not all of 'em human, mind you. Giant robots an' th'like. Elves, demons. Y'oughta be prepared. I had no idea when I first got here.

[shenghuanzhe.livejournal.com]

I'm First Mate Kage and you're on board the Elegante. You don't gotta do anythin' on board while we're heading to the Golden Shore save eat some food, relax, do whatever you wanna do. If you need any special diet, you got any questions, ask myself or any other crew member.

Welcome aboard.

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

[Oh Kellos! It's another voice from the box shaped... thing.]

Thank you, First Mate Kage.

Might I ask a question?

[shenghuanzhe.livejournal.com]

Go for it, girlie.

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

You've covered the current whereabouts and you've told me where I'm going.
And permission is granted to supposedly live as I please.

None of which I'm complaining about, but what I want to know is why?

[shenghuanzhe.livejournal.com]

Because Captain Redd selected you.

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

[Right. Captain Redd. Name stored for later referral.]

And what makes me so special?

[shenghuanzhe.livejournal.com]

What makes you special? Ain't you listenin', girlie? He selected you.

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

Your answers are cryptic, First Mate.

Am I to assume that you yourself don't know?

[shenghuanzhe.livejournal.com]

[Kage smiles.]

Girlie, I am my Captain's right hand. I am number two on this ship. I know, but read between the lines: I ain't gonna tell you.

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

[She laughs a little at that. Vie's met guys like him before.]

Alright then. I'll back off. [For now. At least she sounds amused.]

By the way, my name is Chelle Vierren. Call me Vie if that's too much to get your mouth around.

[shenghuanzhe.livejournal.com]

[Kage isn't even going to try to pronounce that. If he tried, with his accent, it would come out sounding like "Shell Byarun".]

Vee-eh. Got it.

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

[His attempts would have ended in tears of laughter on her side of the comm.]

Good man. No more of this 'girlie' thing, please.