good morning vi...valora
Characters: Bartz and whoever else
Setting/ Time: Day 4 (morning?)
Location: Valora cabin 7
Warnings: none...really
Briefing: Bartz comes to Valora and meets his roomies? And needs explaining about laptops
He was laying on a bed. That was weird, since he didn't remember going to an inn or anything recently. In fact, the last time he'd been in a bed was like...well anyway, something wasn't right. Bartz sat up and looked around. There were three beds in total. Nearby him were some strange orange clothes and a shiny rectangular thing. I guess someone is being nice giving me extra clothes in case I need them, he thought. Except they were really strange looking, and he'd never seen an orange so vibrant. And what was this shiny thing? It was moderately light and there was like a fold in it, like a book. Even being possibly predictable to open, Bartz was still surprised and amused to find he could open it like a book. One side of it (because he thought it was meant to be held like a book) was pretty blank, but the other side had a whole bunch of letters and numbers. He played around with the buttons that bore single letters on each one, but nothing happened... maybe it was a speller, for teaching young kids how to read? Then... was whoever left this here a kid? Or was it left for him, like the clothes...and that person thought he couldn't read and write??
It was from pondering such questions that he was interrupted by the entrance of another person.
Setting/ Time: Day 4 (morning?)
Location: Valora cabin 7
Warnings: none...really
Briefing: Bartz comes to Valora and meets his roomies? And needs explaining about laptops
He was laying on a bed. That was weird, since he didn't remember going to an inn or anything recently. In fact, the last time he'd been in a bed was like...well anyway, something wasn't right. Bartz sat up and looked around. There were three beds in total. Nearby him were some strange orange clothes and a shiny rectangular thing. I guess someone is being nice giving me extra clothes in case I need them, he thought. Except they were really strange looking, and he'd never seen an orange so vibrant. And what was this shiny thing? It was moderately light and there was like a fold in it, like a book. Even being possibly predictable to open, Bartz was still surprised and amused to find he could open it like a book. One side of it (because he thought it was meant to be held like a book) was pretty blank, but the other side had a whole bunch of letters and numbers. He played around with the buttons that bore single letters on each one, but nothing happened... maybe it was a speller, for teaching young kids how to read? Then... was whoever left this here a kid? Or was it left for him, like the clothes...and that person thought he couldn't read and write??
It was from pondering such questions that he was interrupted by the entrance of another person.