For the first little while aboard the ship, Eleven was determined to find his companions. If they were anywhere, he reasoned, they would be here. He pushed his way through the different rooms to perform a quick scan of heads, fighting both apprehension and relief whenever he thought he spotted one of them.
"Excuse m- ah."
Woops. There went that floating tray of snacks. Eleven stared at the fallen pastries, slowly turning red.
"S-sorry," he said, hastily bending down to pile everything back on the tray. "I did not mean for that."
Rain, rain..
Quite by accident, Eleven found himself roped into handing out towels and blankets to the other Sundered fleeing the blizzard. He was the right age to be a native student, but the towel draped over his hair and sword strapped to his back suggested otherwise. It gave him something to focus on, and he didn't mind helping, really. He wanted to, even.
"There's tea and a fireplace just there," he assured the next person he found shivering, and pushed a blanket into their arms. The smile came easier each time. "Take care not to fall ill."
Thaumaturgy 101
He was paying attention really, but Eleven chose to take a moment to examine the wand he'd been given.
"I've never used a wand," he admitted to the partner he was meant to be practicing with. He traced his fingertips carefully over the length of the wood and wondered where it came from. "Have you?"
Eleven/Luminary | Dragon Quest XI
For the first little while aboard the ship, Eleven was determined to find his companions. If they were anywhere, he reasoned, they would be here. He pushed his way through the different rooms to perform a quick scan of heads, fighting both apprehension and relief whenever he thought he spotted one of them.
"Excuse m- ah."
Woops. There went that floating tray of snacks. Eleven stared at the fallen pastries, slowly turning red.
"S-sorry," he said, hastily bending down to pile everything back on the tray. "I did not mean for that."
Rain, rain..
Quite by accident, Eleven found himself roped into handing out towels and blankets to the other Sundered fleeing the blizzard. He was the right age to be a native student, but the towel draped over his hair and sword strapped to his back suggested otherwise. It gave him something to focus on, and he didn't mind helping, really. He wanted to, even.
"There's tea and a fireplace just there," he assured the next person he found shivering, and pushed a blanket into their arms. The smile came easier each time. "Take care not to fall ill."
Thaumaturgy 101
He was paying attention really, but Eleven chose to take a moment to examine the wand he'd been given.
"I've never used a wand," he admitted to the partner he was meant to be practicing with. He traced his fingertips carefully over the length of the wood and wondered where it came from. "Have you?"