For those not yet sick, andother OTA game of Rhiaball!

[rhiaofdruma]

Who: Rhia and anyone out and about
What: Yet another game of Rhia ball
Where: Outside the mansion, but on the grounds
When: Early morning to mid-afternoon every day of August (Unless something comes up)
Warnings: Shouldn't be any
Rating: G


Rhia had no clue what was going on, that people were sick. She didn't follow the news, didn't use the cellphone thing she was given, and never went into the building... so... she had no clue. She was thinking about what Alric and Viti had said, though. But deep thoughts were for night time. Mornings were for fun. So She was swinging through tree banches, racing with the wind... and playing a whole lot of Rhiaball.

For those who have never seen her playing this game, it mostly consisted of Rhia - who looked like she was part tree herself with brown skin, brown hair, and green clothing made of leaves and vines - curled in a ball as the trees happily threw her from tree to tree in the canopy.

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[rhiaofdruma]

"Fun so far to meet you, Sandry!" She gacve a bright smile and fished out some more berries offering some again. "Like finding a sweet berry on a tart bush!"

[uvumi]

Sandry smiled in return and took a few more berries. "These are delicious, Rhia. Did you find these here on the school grounds?"

[rhiaofdruma]

"I found them all around the school! Berries are like storms, wonderful but short lived." She gave a bright smile and popped the rest into her mouth. Her berry pouch was deeper than it looked, and she spent most of her time hunting for the small spheres.

[uvumi]

"I'll have to look for myself sometime," Sandry said thoughtfully. She hadn't been berry picking since last summer when she'd been in Norway. There'd been cloudberries in a public park and she and Pirisi had spent an hour picking and snacking as they walked around the park. The memory brought a sad smile to her face for a moment, but then she gave her head a small shake, as if to shake away the unhappy thoughts.

"What varieties have you see? Blackberries, raspberries, blueberries right?"

[rhiaofdruma]

"I don't know all the names humans give them, but red sweet ones and purple sweet ones and purple tart ones and dark blue sweet ones and pale blue semi-sweet ones," yes, she will go on for an hour like this if Sandry does not stop her...

[uvumi]

"Ooooo, now I'm curious," Sandry said. "Let's get a book from the library and try to figure out what they are. I bet they have a book on local flora or at least one on edibles."

[rhiaofdruma]

"Those are those things that unfold and people sit under trees and look at them, right?" Rhia asked. "I wondered what they are. What are they for?"

oh dear, we'd better not tell Rhia what paper is made from...

[uvumi]

Sandry nodded, not even blinking over the fact Rhia didn't know what a book was. She'd met several people in her travels who couldn't read and yet were extremely competent and talented in other ways. "Books are a way to record information and stories. You can read a book if you want to learn about a new subject or if you just want to relax with a nice story."

She almost found out once, I was on on the edge of my seat

[rhiaofdruma]

"Why wouldn't you just tell them? Stories are meant to be shared, aren't they? I love listening at night when Arbassa would share stories with me as I tried to sleep, or while I'm watching the skies."

oh my~

[uvumi]

"Maybe someone isn't very good at telling stories, or retelling them. Haven't you ever heard a story and then wanted to tell someone else, but it just doesn't sound the same coming from you? Or maybe the storyteller is really far away from you. Books make it possible for many people to experience the same story all over the world. It's kind of magical."

Re: oh my~

[rhiaofdruma]

"You... meant like how Arbassa is all the way back in Druma?" she asked softly, a bit of sadness creeping into her eyes and voice. She wanted to go back home, where things made sense and she learned the ways of the forest and its animals. Human people were too loud and mobile and confusing.

[uvumi]

Sandry nodded.

"That's why books are so wonderful. If someone gives you a story in a book, no matter how far away they are, when you read the book, it's like they're there with you."

Sad thing is, in her canon, she's friends with someone who collects books, and is cool with it.

[rhiaofdruma]

"How do they make the story go into the book? How do you get it out?"

awww, well, Sandry's not a collector of books, but she much appreciates them

[uvumi]

"They write it or they print it with ink. And to get it out, you read it. Hmmmm, this would be easier to explain if I had a book with me."

::nods:: The big difference is that the way I had to AU her, the Xteam were the first humans she met

[rhiaofdruma]

"Ink?" she asked, head tilted.

let's hope sandry dosn't screw this up then lol

[uvumi]

"You how sometimes berries stain your fingers? Ink stains paper."

Re: let's hope sandry dosn't screw this up then lol

[rhiaofdruma]

"So what happens when someone washes the book? The story goes away?"

Then she considered and tilted her head.

"Does ink taste good?"

[uvumi]

"No. Ink absolutely does not taste good."

Said like someone who has actually tried it.

"Mmmmm, generally getting a book wet won't cause the ink to fade, but the pages will wrinkle and that can make it difficult to read. And wet books are easier to damage."

[rhiaofdruma]

"What plant grows ink?" she asked, curious.

[uvumi]

"Oh, ink doesn't grow on a plant. It's man-made. Sandry tried to think if she'd ever heard what ink was made from, but she drew a blank. "I have no idea how they make it though."

[rhiaofdruma]

"...Oh." She considered. "What kinds of stories do you know?"

sorry, got caught up w/ the virus plot

[uvumi]

"Well, I know some fairy tales," Sandry said. "But I'm not very good at remembering long stories."

It's fine, I fell behind with everything.

[rhiaofdruma]

"Tell me one you do know? I can tell you some if you want, especially once the stars come out."

[uvumi]

Sandry shifts about in her brain, trying to pick a fairy tale that's not too long, as she has no confidence in her storytelling abilities.

"The stars? I... I don't stay outside that late."

Because it gets dark.

[rhiaofdruma]

"Why not?" she asked. "I love watching the sky at night."