its_rose_damnit | Three Rose Petals Fall

[Well, after Anise had returned - she herself fine but her doll in tatters - it was up to Dist to fix the little beast. And though he willingly agreed to it, he couldn't keep his mouth shut from complaining about something pertaining to the task.

So, he's in the shops, piling a box with rolls of paper for the blueprints, various tools - a small screwdriver, tweezers, etc. - and any kind of strong and flexible metal he can find. Oh, and a small worker's knife, a ruler, and tons of pencils. Dist doesn't joke around with his work. His journal was laid open beside said box, just in case.

Sighing, the old man moves towards his journal, at a loss.]

Honestly, this place can't even gift me with good supplies? Mm, though I'm not surprised of such a little, stinking hovel... Even the metal here is insufficient! And how am I going to cut it without--[Dist groans, and admits defeat. Picking up his journal, he sneers at it, as if the thing itself offended him recently.] ...Anyone highly skilled in mechanical engineering I, the genius fontechnician, Dist the Rose, am requesting your...assistance.

If any of you happen to have, or know where I can acquire, good, sturdy metals as well as flexible ones, I need them for a project I am working on. I need the materials sooner rather than later, of course. Though I don't expect many of you to actually have any technological knowledge, like myself, I thought it wise to ask. Maybe one of you can--

[Dist drops his journal suddenly, and the sound of quick footsteps is caught by the journal as well as his shocked voice.] Barrelow! How in the world did you... You're a wreck, what happened?! My poor fonbot...

[OOC: Forward dated to around 8am, since I doubt Dist would be walking the streets and shopping at two in the morning. Also, will tag back when I wake up. Sorry guys, my writing bug seems to come at the worst possible times.]

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You mentioned fontech... would you happen to be from Auldrant?

[Immediately pinged.] Yes, that is correct. Unless you happen to hail from there as well, I assume you must be familiar with someone from my home planet.

Yes, I'm a friend of Professor Gelda Nebilim. [No need to mention the boyfriend angle just yet, especially if this man is who he thinks he is.] You are one of her students, are you not? I recall her mentioning your name to me before.

[Dist lifts his head and blinks once when Regal mentions his old teacher. A friend of hers? Well, that should be good enough for him to warrant some kind of respect. For now.] Yes, you are correct. I am the most brilliant of her students! Much better than that filthy louse, Jade, and that imbecile, Peony... Dist the Rose, genius researcher and best fontechnician in all of Auldrant, speaking.

And you are?

Regal Bryant, from the world of Aselia. I met Gelda here over a year ago and the two of us have been friends ever since. She often speaks fondly of her students from Keterburg and how much she misses them; your name has come up in conversation on many occasions.

[From what he's heard about Dist, he's guessing that ego-stroking is probably the way to go.]

I've not heard of Aselia. [Such advanced technology these Malnosso people have, if they can take people from different worlds. He's still reeling over the fact that there are alternate dimensions out there, and a little jealous, too, that he doesn't know about the technology the Malnosso has.

Dist smiles, though, at the praise. Ah, nostalgia...he misses those days of his past, when everyone was happy together.] Professor Nebilim was and is an astounding teacher. I wouldn't have gotten anywhere without her tutoring, and my own superior intellect and talent. It's no wonder she speaks of myself in such a way! Jade and myself were her best students--b-but I was better, of course!

She is indeed... I'm not surprised that her students were able to accomplish as much as they have. You were truly lucky to have such a wonderful woman as your teacher.

[Hm. Dist pauses after a while, unsure of whether or not he likes this stranger - who is most certainly male - talking about his Professor so...fondly.]

Indeed. You say you are friends with her, correct? ...Merely friends? [Subtle as a brick wall, clearly.]

[Hmm... to tell the truth or not to tell the truth? Telling the truth right off the bat could lead to a messy situation; perhaps it's better to get to know him a bit first before breaking the news to him. Or leave that part to Gelda.]

Yes, the two of us are friends and housemates. We moved in together several months ago so we weren't taking up apartments all by ourselves-- it's far more convenient for both of us that way.

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