eachdraidh | [Voice - Both courts]

[This announcement comes to you thanks to a very nasal voice which seems to be doing it out of some kind of obligation. Don't judge ~~much~~.]

Ah, about the machines in the Station: they have instructions in Drabbish now. Printed paper sheets that I stuck next to each device, you can't miss it. So it would be really, really great if breaking could be avoided from now on. Just saying.

[He's heard some stories, okay. He likes having a little piece of home, please take care of it!]

Oh, and the cakes outside? Those are for the fairies, and they can get a liiiiittle... [Annoying as hell?] ...frustrated if you steal them so... try the kitchen if you're really hungry?

[Yes, he's even whipped by tiny fae women. Details.]

[Locked to Eren]

Hey, I did find some tools. I can take a look at your gear now.

[Locked to Queen Anne]

Your Majesty? It's true, machines do work here. I have the music if you still want to listen to it.

((ooc: Feel free to say your character found the sheets or the cakes and messed with them!))

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The language on the machines is English, and that was brought to America by British people. All the countries in those islands speak English.

[Dave pulls a horror face back before he facepalms.]

A microwave doesn't use fire, it uses waves!

I don't speak English, I speak Gaelic. I can read most of th' Drabbish around here but some words still escape me.

[She gave a small sigh and ran a hand down her face.]

I said 'maybe we should find someone who knows how to use these things' but those boys don't listen tae me.

Yes, Gaelic is still spoken a bit, but English is the official language by my time. Not just an American thing.

[Points to her for at least trying to stop them, Dave thinks. He also sighs.]

Well, that won't be a problem anymore. And if it is then just... give me a call instead of making something explode again? Please?

Wow, th' English went further than th' Romans did.

[She shakes her head at the next part.]

I highly doubt there'll be another incident, I've been huntin' my food ever since. But sure. Better tell that tae th' boys too.

Eeh... South America actually speaks Latin descendant languages.

[Tell that to the other boys... he just met the guy, but something tells him Jack won't exactly listen.]

I'm not sure I want to know the answer to this but... don't you cook your food?

Latin's...th' language that th' Romans spoke, right?

[She may not have been listening to her mum's lessons on that. She makes a face at his question.]

Aye. What do you think campfires are for?

Yeah, that's correct. [He puts his hands in defense.] Just asking. The oven is faster than a campfire.

It'd be hard tae cart an oven around on Angus, 'specially with none of that electricity.

[Merida waves a hand.]

I'm learnin' magic, so maybe that'll help cook it faster.

[That definitively pings Dave, who's been having some trouble with his owns powers.] Wait, so... even if you didn't have powers at home, you can get them here?

Aye. Ye can ask th' monarchs, or work your way tae them yourself. Apparently our shards are capable of giving us abilities.

[She's only heard that so far though, not experienced it herself. Merida opens her hand, nose scrunching a little as she concentrates before producing a small flame before it vanishes.]

My trainin's been a bit put off because of what happened last month, so that's about all I can do right now.

The shards...

[Dave opens and closes his hand with the ring, staring at it but with new eyes. The gears in his brain are turning and suddenly he seems to reach a very important conclusion.]

...they get in the way, change the physics flow. [Remembering Merida waiting for him on the locket, he snaps out of it and clears his throat, awkward as he can get.] Ah, thank you for the information. I'm sure you'll get better when you get to... practice more.

[She watches him look at his hand, tilting her head.]

Did ye figure somethin' out then?

[She gives a sheepish grin when he turns his attention back to her.]

Thank ye. I'm hopin' another's teachings will help me get better at it. It might just be how Lady Morgana handles things.

Oh, nonono, I was just--

[Whatever excuse he is about to go for is forgotten when he hears the rest. It can't be. It must've been his imagination, right?]

I-- I'm sorry, what did you say?

Uh, that it might just be how m'lady handles things?

[Sorry, Dave, she's just blinking. What an odd reaction.]

The lady that is teaching you magic? A... wizard? [Yeah, let's go with that and pretend he didn't hear what he thinks he heard.]

The language on the microwaves is English, but you're speaking Drabbish right now, we all are. The trouble was, all the English-speakers could read the instructions just fine and it's hard to tell what Drabbish looks like when you're staring at your written mother-tongue here.

So, yeah. You did good today.

I KNOW all that, that's why I made the new instructions. Was it so hard to ask before pressing the buttons though?

[Oh, he can't let that delicious prize pass.]

...but thank you.

[ ~~THIS THREAD IS SO NASAL AND WHINY.~~ ]

Yes? I'm sorry, we don't have fancy science-boxes to beware of where I'm from. The most advanced thing we have is a windmill.

You're welcome.

[~~TRUEST WORDS SAID IN THIS ENTIRE POST~~ Dave sighs.]

Of course you don't, that why I'm wondering why you didn't ask first.

Because no one told me what it did other than heat things up! Can we drop this? I was an idiot, I didn't think, I exploded a wall very slightly, end of story. Okay?

[He puts his hands up and shrugs.] Okay, okay, everything is in the past now.

[Or at least until he need to bring it up again.]

[Voice - Both courts]

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