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001 // Action
[ There comes a point in every young man's life where he must venture into a panfandom scientific enclosure to retrieve his Navy uniform, in spite of his misgivings in regard to giant robots. Much like a new Pokemon trainer must set out on his own, but with marginally fewer chances of being struck by lightning.
Really, this is your run of the mill exploration of Luceti's village proper, complete with walking into buildings while staring at the ceiling, obtaining +1 midshipman's uniform and unintentional (somewhat intentional) people watching.
Barring whenever it is that Mister Wellard walks into somebody for being preoccupied, that is. And the point in the day where he somehow accumulates a small following of ducks.
He's... he's not really sure what that's about. They're just sort of there when he's walking, hanging out when he sits down, occasionally demanding bread, which he obviously can't not get for them. They're talking ducks. He can only hold out hope that ducks don't have the ability to group into attack formations. ]
Really, this is your run of the mill exploration of Luceti's village proper, complete with walking into buildings while staring at the ceiling, obtaining +1 midshipman's uniform and unintentional (somewhat intentional) people watching.
Barring whenever it is that Mister Wellard walks into somebody for being preoccupied, that is. And the point in the day where he somehow accumulates a small following of ducks.
He's... he's not really sure what that's about. They're just sort of there when he's walking, hanging out when he sits down, occasionally demanding bread, which he obviously can't not get for them. They're talking ducks. He can only hold out hope that ducks don't have the ability to group into attack formations. ]

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There could be worse things to be popular amongst. These little creatures aren't violent.
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A shame. It would have been nice to fly on your own...
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Possibly. I've never flown as much as I've nearly fallen, so I don't know if I could say.
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[A sigh. The thought is making her realize just how much she misses Ba'ul.]
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Flying.
Oh, that must have been interesting. Possibly better than just falling through the air. ]
I'll have to trust to your word on the matter, ma'am.
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I'm sure the birds here would agree. [She kneels down and holds out a hand, letting one of the ducklings hop into her palm.]
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Very true, very true..
Judith. [She offers out a hand to him, a smile in her eyes as well as on her face.] Yourself?
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Henry Wellard, Ma'am.
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Oooh, quite the gentleman, with your manners and fine suit.
[A small smile. The duck in her non-shaking hand chirps.] You haven't been in Luceti long, have you?
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Now..[She bends down to let the duck jump from her hand and rejoin the others.] Would that be some sort of uniform you're wearing?
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Do you enjoy it?
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For the most part, ma'am. I think... I believe the benefits still outweighed the risks, by the point of my arrival here.
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The benefits are usually much greater than the risks, in my experience. At the very least, you often get a story to tell others.
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