Message 2

[wherethereislight]

Type: Text
Sender ID: wherethereislight (Shadow)
To: Public
Subject: Rifts
Warnings: Nothing? Just a grumpy hedgehog yelling at people to get off his lawn boat.

Stop going into the rifts. They don't take you wherever they show.

[Sincerely, a hedgehog that's getting tired of people landing on his damn boat.]

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[wherethereislight]

... [His ears swerve at a sound. He can't have imagined it. He heard something hit his boat? From below? It could have just been a creature passing on through, but he decides to head below deck. That's when he receive another message from Zelda.

He's staring at the photos, groaning irritably as he puts together what that sound was. The door to the cabin room Zelda was in opens abruptly, and she'll be greeted by the small rude hedgehog she had been arguing with.]

Did you touch anything? [Not even a greeting or asking if they're all right. Honestly, he hardly has any sympathy after they were so insistent on proving a point and got themselves in this mess in the first place.]

[multidisciplinary]

[ While Shadow has enough context to figure out who just landed on his boat, Zelda does not. One moment, she's arguing with some jerk on the shellphone network; the next, she's on a strange boat being snapped at by an angry hedgehog (who is probably the owner).

Zelda hurriedly gets to her feet, shoving her shellphone into her pocket and holding up both hands in surrender. Her demeanor shifts into apologetic, something completely different from what Shadow has been getting from her up until now. ]

No no, nothing, I promise. Forgive me, I do not mean to intrude. I traveled through a rift and instead of reaching the island it showed me, I found myself here.

[wherethereislight]

I'm well aware. [He still doesn't look pleased despite her telling him she touched nothing. He steps aside, providing her space to leave the room at her leisure.]

We're out at sea. Stay above deck until we dock.

[multidisciplinary]

[ Grouchy fellow, isn't he? Well, Zelda can't exactly blame him; she did just show up on his boat uninvited. She'd probably be grouchy too if someone appeared out of the blue inside her home.

Zelda nods in acknowledgment of Shadow's instructions, then exits the plant room and makes her way to the top deck. Compared to the Seventh Heroine, this isn't a very large boat.

Up on the deck, she casts her gaze over the surrounding sea, looking for any islands on the horizon. ]

How far are we from the nearest port?

[wherethereislight]

[It's also incredibly devoid of anything that gives the ship much character. Only carrying what is essential to keep a boat running and maintained. A drastic difference from the flower room Zelda had found herself in.

Shadow will follow up from behind her, returning to the captain's helm. The engines coming back on, turning the sails slightly as he steers the boat back around. Mind your head, princess.]

Less than an hour. [An island is likely in view from where they are. Ontop of a skeletal-like leviathan. Nogard.]

[multidisciplinary]

[ Boy, the rest of this boat sure is... spartan. There's not really anything to give Zelda much clue as to what kind of person its captain is-- just that he's rather curt and apparently has a fondness for flowers.

Out on the horizon, she spots the island atop the unmistakable skeletal dragon leviathan, home to the Corsair armada's central command. ]

Nogard.

[ Zelda absently covers the back of her right hand, where the Paladin armada's brand still shows on her skin. ]

Would you be amenable to putting in at Baleen instead of Fang? [ Making a nod to Elah's islands in tow behind Nogard. Why doesn't she want to make port at Fang? Don't worry about it. ]

[wherethereislight]

[...Ugh. He's is very much groaning and tired of your shit.]

Any other demands you have for me? Or are you finished?