001 - Rhubarb
Mar. 9th, 2013 12:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
deadly_ned[Young Ned was eight years, one hundred and twelve days, ten hours, and twenty-three minutes old when he took a ride on his first boat. It was, he recalled, little bigger than a ferry, and had been a part of a seaside vacation with his mother. The waves had rocked the little boat, the ride was lonely and boring, and his beloved dog, Digby, wasn't there to play with him. Young Ned hadn't liked it. He liked it even less thirty-three minutes later when he promptly vomited over the starboard bow.
It is now fifty-eight minutes and twenty seconds since the Piemaker arrived on the Barge via the mysterious and altogether rather upsetting administrations of the ship's administrator, the Admiral. He was having...difficulty adjusting to the change. And while this boat was significantly larger and more stable than the tiny boat that had rocked so violently all those years ago, he discovered to his unhappiness that the waves, too, had increased in size and threat.]
I think I'm going to vomit.
Which is not to say I'm seasick. I'm not. The boat is stable. Surprisingly. I'm sick because I'm slow to adjusting to change and this is a...big, big change and a new beginning and I do not...I'm not a fan of new beginnings.
Ah.
Hello. My name is Ned. It's um. I would say it's nice to be here but I've just had two different people...sing at me very loudly and that's. Upsetting. And not at all nice.
I will try to make things nicer while I'm here.
It is now fifty-eight minutes and twenty seconds since the Piemaker arrived on the Barge via the mysterious and altogether rather upsetting administrations of the ship's administrator, the Admiral. He was having...difficulty adjusting to the change. And while this boat was significantly larger and more stable than the tiny boat that had rocked so violently all those years ago, he discovered to his unhappiness that the waves, too, had increased in size and threat.]
I think I'm going to vomit.
Which is not to say I'm seasick. I'm not. The boat is stable. Surprisingly. I'm sick because I'm slow to adjusting to change and this is a...big, big change and a new beginning and I do not...I'm not a fan of new beginnings.
Ah.
Hello. My name is Ned. It's um. I would say it's nice to be here but I've just had two different people...sing at me very loudly and that's. Upsetting. And not at all nice.
I will try to make things nicer while I'm here.
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Date: 2013-03-12 06:10 am (UTC)[And soon, there is a tiny knock at the door. Hopefully those earplugs aren't in yet.]
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Date: 2013-03-12 12:40 pm (UTC)Oh.
Hello.
You're. I spoke with you over the...phone. I'm. Ned.
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Date: 2013-03-13 09:47 am (UTC)[Chromie raises her hand to shake, angled at about her own shoulder level to make up for the difference in height.]
I'm Chromie! I work in the library here.
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Date: 2013-03-13 12:21 pm (UTC)[Bending down, the Piemaker took Chromie's hand in his much larger one, shaking, with a partially apprehensive smile on his face that had less to do with who he was meeting and far more to do with the simple act of meeting anyone]
There's a library here? I haven't. I mean. I have a map, I just haven't...looked it over just yet.
Please come in?
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Date: 2013-03-13 07:07 pm (UTC)[Chromie steps inside.]
Our library is quite extensive! I can understand if you would rather wait until the flood has passed to visit, though.
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Date: 2013-03-14 02:23 am (UTC)You're a librarian?
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Date: 2013-03-14 07:16 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2013-03-14 07:19 pm (UTC)The, um. The graduating. I'm only trying to understand the time frame and the difficulty level involved.