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[The image that comes onto the lockets is an almost peaceful one. The blue sky and white fluffy clouds that bob a little from the POV of the locket. A little movement shows that that's because the transmission is clearly coming from a boat. The locket, with a little more jostling, is shown to be resting in fabric on what appears to be the deck of the boat. One might be curious as to why a transmission was coming suddenly from seemingly nowhere on a boat, but the answer shows itself soon enough in the form of one suckered tentacle flipping the locket around. If it was ever possible for an octopus to look both pissed off and surprised out of its mind, this one was doing a very good job. One of its many arms clutched at a small feather, the other limbs flopping around and smacking at the deck as the thing clearly tried to actually go somewhere. It couldn't walk to save its life and wound up rolling out of the pile of clothes, taking the locket with it.

Heavy stomps could be heard as boots came closer across the deck to the cephalopod, a shadow coming between the sun and the locket as a large man loomed over it. "Well then. What's this? How's you get aboard, ye slippery little thing. Back to the sea with you."

A hand bent down to try to pick up the octopus and there was a flurry of lashing arms as it latched onto the man and refused to let go. Curses were spat and the man called out for a fellow sailor, but before the other man could come closer with the knife it held to free his shipmate, a third voice joined. One others might find a bit familiar. A naked seventeen year old was clutching the man's arm and looking up at him with fear and horror. It took Stiles about five second to remember about the locket and he dropped to the deck, scrambling for both his clothes and to turn the locket off.]

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[It was about twenty minutes later when a red-faced Stiles showed himself on the network.]

Um, about that...

Sorry? I... have no idea what happened. One minute I was standing looking over the rails and the next... um... aha. Let's just pretend that didn't happen, okay? Okay. But, if anyone can tell me what just happened, that would be really, really helpful. Especially in making sure it doesn't happen again.

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Do you have a book where you can look this up? Otherwise this might cause bigger problems later on.

I do have some books on me, yeah, but... not really sure it was anything I did. I didn't even have my staff out.

Oh.

[ She looks thoughtful, really trying to throw out ideas here. ]

Does anyone else have wizard magic? They might have done it to you. If not, it could just be you even if you didn't mean to and your staff wasn't handy.

[ She thinks of Frank and his ability to turn into animals. If he were here, maybe he could provide some insight. He might say everybody has to start somewhere. But maybe Stiles shouldn't have started with something so... gross. ]

[Hey, hey. There's nothing gross about octopuses. They're cute. And cuddly.

Shut up.]

Not on the boat, no. I am sort of out in the middle of nowhere and I'm pretty sure I'd see someone doing magic tricks.

[As long as he wasn't distracted.]

That sure narrows things down. Maybe it's something on the boat? Not a person, but something else.

Not really much on the boat that hasn't been here since we set sail. Boat. Boat parts. Sailors. Water. So much water.

Tell me about it.

[ She smirks and rolls her eyes a little. ]

I just got off a boat yesterday. I'm used to sea travel, but the water just seems endless.

Things I have learned; I don't like boats. Or, more like my stomach doesn't like boats. Great diet plan, by the way. I've lost like, ten pounds.

Whoa. How much longer will you be on board?

I have no idea. I think the word 'weeks' was used to describe how long the trip would be.

That seems to be the average travel time around this world. Doing anything fun? Or is it a secret?

Not sure about 'fun'. We're off to some dwarf city. I'm curious to see if these kinds of dwarfs have beards on the girls.

[He read books, Piper. He knew things.]

[ She laughs. ]

And if they do? Are you going to compliment them?

... I might. Growing a beard's hard work, man.

I wouldn't know, but I'll take your word for it.

[ She tips her head to the side, thinking. ]

Are these dwarves the mining type?

I have no idea. All I know is that they're dwarves, they have a city, and the blacksmith guy I know wants to learn stuff from them.

That could be pretty cool, but my only knowledge of them comes from Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, soooo not really accurate. Will you let me know what they're like?

I can take a selfie with one.

If they don't kill me for it.

[ That makes her giggle uncontrollably. Oh, Stiles. ]

Don't risk your life for a selfie, please. A story would be enough.

We'll see what happens when I get there. Maybe they're really... jovial.

[Probably not. Probably they're really murdery.]

Here's hoping. Just be careful if they're not. And try not to use any wizard tricks on them. I doubt they'd appreciate that.

Wizard tricks? What sort of wizard tricks? Inquiring minds want to know.

You know, like turning dwarves into frogs, or making them break out in boils. Or are you not that kind?

Hah, god, no. I haven't figured that out. Worst thing I've done is cover someone head to toe in black and neon pink striped fur. But that was a potion...

Was that an accident, or on purpose?

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