Third Step (Video, public + private messages)

[dogwalksyou]

[Private, separately, to William Bush and Jesse Pinkman.]

I'm sorry for...startling you. I'm normally a bit more circumspect.


[Private to Morgana]

You know, we got so caught up in talking, we never did get to play. Not that it wasn't a lovely talk.

[It's not in the Puppy's overbearing eager tones; this is measured, and more knowing. It's an offer, not a plea.]


[Public]

[The Dog looks a bit abashed.]

If anyone finds any, ah. Floating sticks that seem intent on throwing themselves. Let me know, please.

Comments

Private

[dogwalksyou]

It was marvelous. We should go back, sometime.

Re: Private

[shakenandlimp]

I should like that main well! It was good to hear the sea-- there are no noises here like you'd expect on a ship. It makes me a little low.

Private

[dogwalksyou]

It was no sea from the Kingdom or Ancelstierre.

[She says this with some authority.]

Perhaps it was pinched off your world. Quite a lovely place, if it's true.

Private

[shakenandlimp]

...Stolen? [He sounds alarmed.]

I hope there's no harm done, if that's the case. There wasn't anyone living on it, at least.

Private

[dogwalksyou]

I think maybe it's more like...a clipping from a tree. The old stock is still there just fine, but you've got a little piece just like it.

Private

[shakenandlimp]

[Bush digests this analogy, still a little worried.]

Do you think it will be the same when we go in again? There's a small complement on this barge, but more than enough that they ought to have left tracks all over.

Private

[dogwalksyou]

I'm sure it varies quite a lot. I could smell dozens of different landscapes just before the door.

Private

[shakenandlimp]

[If he keeps saying things are strange, he'll soon get tired of the words. Instead:]

Wonderful! I wonder what we'll see next.