The Oasis

[greatcleavage]

What the heck was he doing here?

Beneath the shade of the palm fronds, Roy stared out at the desert that stretched out in every direction. Somehow he'd found himself here, against all logic. A weird sidequest? A dream? Maybe he was dead again and his spirit had been hijacked.

Well, what could he do but wait and see what came along? The oasis showed signs of being used by travelers, so he wouldn't be stuck here forever anyway...

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[greatcleavage]

That... seemed a pretty questionable way to treat a powerful intelligent item, but what did he know? Sighing internally, Roy took the lead, careful not to walk so fast that he outpaced the shorter girl.

[najaran]

She was dreaming of food ahead, and that gave her speed as she moved along beside him. Golligan was alert and his eyes darted to look around, which was good, because Najaran was hardly paying attention, mind on all the yummy things she hoped to be eating soon.

[greatcleavage]

"Uh, are you still with me there?" That spacey expression wasn't exactly encouraging...

[najaran]

She looked confused. "Where else would I be?"

"I think he means," Gooligan began.

"After all you're heading towards where the food is!"

Gooligan sighed, clearly wondering why he even tried...

[greatcleavage]

"Mentally. As in, at least try to aim for a single-digit penalty to your initiative rolls."

[najaran]

"Single digit what to my whats?"

[greatcleavage]

"Try not to be so distracted that you can't react swiftly in the event of trouble."

[najaran]

"Trouble would stop us from getting food, of course I'll react to trouble."

That... wasn't very encouraging, Najaran....

[greatcleavage]

"...You have a bit of a one-track mind, don't you."

[najaran]

"YEP!"

[greatcleavage]

"Well, at least you're aware of your flaws." Small comfort.

[najaran]

"Hey! Who says it is a flaw?" she demanded.

[greatcleavage]

"Has being food-obsessed never gotten you into trouble?" Roy countered.

[najaran]

"Has being alive ever gotten you in trouble?" she countered, grinning.

[greatcleavage]

Nice try. "To be fair, I got in a lot less trouble when I was dead than I ever did while alive."

[najaran]

"Pretty sure that could be said for most people, though. But you don't want to quit being alive, do you?"

[greatcleavage]

"Not unless my death will in some way solve all the problems at hand." Too many problems, too many loose ends.

[najaran]

"And I'm not going to quit being food obsessed," she said cheerfully.

[greatcleavage]

"Fair enough." He couldn't really complain, after all. It was hardly the worst trait a traveling companion could have.

[najaran]

She grinned. "So! What kind of food do you think we'll find there?"

[greatcleavage]

"Desert food," Roy said, doing his best to keep a perfectly neutral expression.

[najaran]

"So like cake?"

[greatcleavage]

Roy heaved a long, pained sigh. "Okay, that just doesn't work. I clearly said 'desert'."

[najaran]

"Oh, so more like pudding?" She smiled.

[greatcleavage]

Roy had no words, and thus, spoke none. He just kept walking.