star_kingdom | Case 01

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Case 01

“Hell-lo, what do we have here?”

[The video feed records a very unusual angle. The communicator was aimed skyward, and it looks as if a pair of tiny feet are standing on top of it just barely visible. It’s about to get more bizarre. Something that looks like a giant albeit wavey-looking eye is the next thing the feed catches. It’s difficult to make out any of the person’s facial features]

A variety of dials..[Some mumbling to himself] .. This prominent rectangular area.. [More mutterings] Incredible. This doesn’t look like.. anything I’ve seen before. [ The voice sounds genuinely surprised but intrigued]

Hm- I wonder.. [ Pulls his magnifying glass out of the way, revealing the visage of a mouse] Just.. what is this contraption intended for?

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...The hell?!

[A talking mouse. This basically cements his belief that he is under the influence of some kind of hallucinogenic drug. Damned PSMB thugs!

Hence, the shocked squeak.]

My word!

[Jumps back from the device as the sound starts emitting from it. It's a touch loud for such tiny ears, and more than a little unexpected. The only item in his time that could produce such a thing was the phonograph. This thing certainly wasn't big enough to house a record..]

[moar mice, yay! Good thing Rapunzel isn't frightened off that easy ~~unless it's a sekret bunny~~ and he can talk, which is another good sign! She wonders if he's from Mrs. Brisby's world...]

[can't help but laugh a little, he's such an inquisitive little thing]

Hello!

[Having regained his composure from the earlier interruption, he is less surprised when the communicator emits another voice. This one is feminine in natur-- it's not long before the screen fires to life. Now that WAS new.]

Will wonders never cease! [Tentatively he draws nearer and reaches out to lightly tap the screen with one finger]

You must forgive me dear Lady.. I have never encountered such a .. thing before. [He wasn't sure if this was some recorded audio or in real time.. so he acted as if it was in real time to cover all the possibilities] Whom might you be?

[she's been in your place before,and is happy she help clear up what the "thing" is]

It's called a communicator, it lets you talk to people who also have communicators, this is a video feed. You can see and talk to me. They also have audio feeds, where you just talk to the person.

It's a little over-whelming, I'm sorry.

[smiles] My name is Rapunzel.

[It's a fortunate thing that she had really, Basil hadn't managed to run into a moogle yet. Hence this communicator he was currently using being so massive.. it didn't belong to him]

We are able to record sound in my-- [Time. place, era?] in England however they are kept strictly to records and the phonograph I'm afraid. This ability to capture images as well.. most outstanding!

[He gets a little carried away with examining the communicator further before coming back to the screen and introducing himself] Rapunzel? Did you say? And I am Basil of Baker Street.

Are-- you in the habit of speaking to creatures outside of your species? [That is also bizarre]

It takes a bit of getting used to, having people randomly pop up on a little screen, but it is kind of amazing.

[laughs] Well... a little more so recently? There seems to be a lot of talking animals around here.

I suppose the same could be said for any new development or invention. They all take some getting used to.

[Basil was already thinking of all the uses this sort of technology could have in his own field.]

Are there really? Most of the inhabitants I've encountered are human-- save for that one offensive fellow with the quaff of flames. [He's not sure what Hades is..]

[Lineface. ]

What we need more rodents around here? Some one! A little extermination is needed! Geez, the next thing I know the Underworld will be crawling with mice…

Memo - Put Terminex on speed dial.

[This day. What is with it. The girl hadn't looked so strange. She had been a human of course... humans usually didn't talk to mice but this guy was something entirely different]

[Someone with a decidedly tasteless sense of humor]

[In a snide tone]

I assure you, an exterminator will not be necessary. I am not some common rodentia mind you.. nor do I have any desire to inhabit this underworld of yours..

Hey, good, we’re on the same page then, no rodents in the Underworld. Not that you would last long down here anyway… Cerberus just loves hunting small furry things.

[He finds present company most contemptible]

Cerberus... as in the three-headed beast from mythology? [He does like to keep up on his readings] How charming. [As if by charming you mean the exact opposite.]

Cerberus, three-headed guard dog of the Underworld, that’s right. And I’m Hades, Lord of the Dead… hi, how are doing? I would shake you hand but distance and… mousey-ness aside… I’d rather not.

[Basil wanted to protest... he really did but.. the flaming hair the Grecian robes, the brimstone in the background made it difficult. This wasn't really possible was it?]

I have been better.. [Like before you showed up..] and I, if you must know, am Basil of Baker Street. I happen to be a detective. [Not as impressive as being a God perhaps... but Basil is proud of it]

A Detective? I guess that would come in handy, you know, if I happened to loose any cheese or anything…

[Want to see a rodent snap? Here we go in 3..2... 1]

I have been extremely patient with you sir, but I can tolerate your insolence no further.

You have eluded to my species on several occasions already.. from the very beginning in fact.. however.. just because I happen to be a mouse it does not mean that cheese is the only thing I am capable of locating. [I just put a stop to a criminal mastermind dang it] Nor would I trouble myself with such minuscule and petty cases...

[He'll be going off on this tirade for some time XD]

……

[Basil tirade continues while Hades makes this face. ]

Ye…ah…
Alright, already, I get it. Don’t tick off the mouse it has a temper.

[That's right, just stand there and take it Hades...]

[He's a bit frazzled by the end of it, and exasperated by the response.]

Would.you.kindly.refer.to.me.using.my.name.and.my.name.alone?

[His words were forced through clenched teeth in a decidedly staccato fashion... ensuring that this lord of the dead should have been able to catch each word clearly]

Kindly… I don’t do kindly.

Then we have nothing more to discuss. Good day.

[Basil had the sneaking suspicion the two would have run ins in the future..]

[ And enter one witch glancing casually at the screen. Moment of scrutiny here. ]

What you're looking at is a communication device. Not too hard to figure out.

[Yet another human? Humans had always been common place in his world but never had so many tried to address him at one point.]

So I had gathered.. [Taking a touch of insult from her last statement. Technology was not this advanced where he came from.].. Miss? [He waited for her to fill in the blank with her name]

The question being moreso where did it come from and where am I now?

This thing is called a communicator, at least that's what the Moogles told me when I first arrived.

[This certainly was an unusual day...]

Hm? [He had been trying to tinker with the interior of the communicator but as of yet hadn't gotten the case open yet. So when the boy replied, he halted his work and returned to the screen] Thank you, however another lady had already informed me as such.

[Basil did however appreciate that Oz had simply answered the question without adding any hook on the end]

What.. pray-tell.. is a moogle?

A Moogle is one of those creatures you might see around Traverse Town. I can't really explain what they are exactly, but they do kind of stand out.

[He will be most surprised when one approaches him, mind you. He was used to using a dog in his work so it wasn't the height difference that would be worrisome, just the alien features.]

Then I shant be able to miss them.

Right, they do kind of stand out in that place.

[ Finding that conversation exhausted Basil changed topics]

Whom might you be?

My name's Oz.

It's nice to meet you-- [Though they hadn't exactly met..] speak to you, as it were.

I am Basil of Baker Street.

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