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Does anyone want to fight Ogres with me? I'm flying to the mountains tomorrow! Or, we could battle other creatures...
[Rubi sounds excited and looks quite disheveled. Leaves, bracken in his hair, torn shirt sleeve, a bit of vine clinging to his metal wings. He's been wandering in the woods again.
Though now he's stepping into a clean, flower-filled croft (his own and Viktor's.) He glances at the communicator, meaning to speak again, but his attention is caught suddenly by an item on the table! He hurries over.
It's a cake. A small vanilla one with candy flowers on it.]
But, it isn't my birthday. I'm not sure I have one.
[Now he leans over the cake, crouches down, examines it from all angles--then slowly reaches out to poke it. Then he waits for a good few moments.]
...I don't think there's anyone inside. Unless they are very small. I know I won't fit in there.
What should I do with it?
[Rubi sounds excited and looks quite disheveled. Leaves, bracken in his hair, torn shirt sleeve, a bit of vine clinging to his metal wings. He's been wandering in the woods again.
Though now he's stepping into a clean, flower-filled croft (his own and Viktor's.) He glances at the communicator, meaning to speak again, but his attention is caught suddenly by an item on the table! He hurries over.
It's a cake. A small vanilla one with candy flowers on it.]
But, it isn't my birthday. I'm not sure I have one.
[Now he leans over the cake, crouches down, examines it from all angles--then slowly reaches out to poke it. Then he waits for a good few moments.]
...I don't think there's anyone inside. Unless they are very small. I know I won't fit in there.
What should I do with it?
