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Well, Vette had detention today, but while she was engaged in that (and Sidon, try as he might could not understand exactly what it even was for the life of him) had his own task to pursue in the meantime. So, just as Vette was expected to be at detention at...'ass o'clock,' Sidon was at the Portalocity Office at pretty much the same time, bursting in and greeting them all with far too much enthusiasm for...'ass o'clock.'
But he was just so charming, with that smile of his, that they didn't seem to mind too terribly at all once he got started, complimenting everyone on how lovely and competent they all looked on this fine, fine day. And, surely, they were the only ones on the island that could help them with planning a lovely little last minute trip to this place he'd been hearing so much about, Nar Shaddaa, and, oh, have they been there? No? Oh, that seemed like a shame, perhaps they should consider going some day, where was the last place they had gone on their free time? Oh, yes, that place sounded absolutely wonderful, please tell him more! Oh, you had slides? Oh, fantastic, yes, of course he would love to see and hear about every single one...!
And once that was over and the gnomes were just a little astonished that not only did someone ask them about their travels for a change, he actually seemed genuinely interested, and even asked after their children, their ambitions, all sorts of things! But lest they not get distracted, since he had come in planning on a trip, they started to arrange for the details. There was the matter of which Nar Shaddaa, naturally, since there were many different portals and pathways to that particular galaxy, which opened the door for Sidon to mention that, well, he was actually planning to take this trip with someone else, his most wonderful and incredible girlfriend, who was from there, and she was hoping to show him around. Perhaps if they just checked the records, that would leave them to the correct time and destination.
But therein, of course, was the problem. It was all very complicated, and Sidon listened carefully to the details of why it was, quite frankly, impossible, but he was clearly not here to take no for an answer. "Oh, but there must be some sort of mistake!" he declared. "Surely, a capable and brilliant team such as yourself would not be so quickly dissuaded by such a small little blip? Perhaps, if we try our hardest, we can work through it together. I know you can do it! I believe in you!"
Well, with that vote of confidence, they could hardly deny the prince at least the effort, and, while they were looking into it, he regaled them with more stories and asked them about their own stories, keeping the mood just so bouyant and pleasant, and when their next attenpts reached more of the same problem, he kept his encouragement strong and determined. "You can do it!" Sidon pumped his fist again and again. "Never give up! I believe in you! We can get through this together!"
And how could they stand to disappoint their bold new friend now? So they doubled-down, started to explore new avenues never before considered, flying through all the portal-problem-possibilities. There was a big board with photos and documents, theories strung together with string and pushpins, phones were ringing off the hook, memos passed from one hand to the other, all while Sidon kept cheering them on with unfaltering faith.
"I did it!" a small voice eventually chirped up, beaming as she stood from her station. "I cracked it! We can get her through!"
"Ah-ha!" Sidon beamed, practically bouncing over to her and pumping his fist once more. "Wonderful! I never once doubted it! I knew you could do it! How absolutely clever and incredible you are! Truly remarkable! Yes!"
That poor little gnome was going to be floating on air for a week after all the unabashed abulations.
So now all they needed was the person herself.
Sidon glanced at the clock to see just how much time had passed since they had all started working on it.
...however long did this detention thing even last??
[[ mostly for that most incredible, wonderful, magnificent girlfriend, but he is there literally all day so if anyone's coming on through the portalocity office and wants to say hi, please do! ]]
But he was just so charming, with that smile of his, that they didn't seem to mind too terribly at all once he got started, complimenting everyone on how lovely and competent they all looked on this fine, fine day. And, surely, they were the only ones on the island that could help them with planning a lovely little last minute trip to this place he'd been hearing so much about, Nar Shaddaa, and, oh, have they been there? No? Oh, that seemed like a shame, perhaps they should consider going some day, where was the last place they had gone on their free time? Oh, yes, that place sounded absolutely wonderful, please tell him more! Oh, you had slides? Oh, fantastic, yes, of course he would love to see and hear about every single one...!
And once that was over and the gnomes were just a little astonished that not only did someone ask them about their travels for a change, he actually seemed genuinely interested, and even asked after their children, their ambitions, all sorts of things! But lest they not get distracted, since he had come in planning on a trip, they started to arrange for the details. There was the matter of which Nar Shaddaa, naturally, since there were many different portals and pathways to that particular galaxy, which opened the door for Sidon to mention that, well, he was actually planning to take this trip with someone else, his most wonderful and incredible girlfriend, who was from there, and she was hoping to show him around. Perhaps if they just checked the records, that would leave them to the correct time and destination.
But therein, of course, was the problem. It was all very complicated, and Sidon listened carefully to the details of why it was, quite frankly, impossible, but he was clearly not here to take no for an answer. "Oh, but there must be some sort of mistake!" he declared. "Surely, a capable and brilliant team such as yourself would not be so quickly dissuaded by such a small little blip? Perhaps, if we try our hardest, we can work through it together. I know you can do it! I believe in you!"
Well, with that vote of confidence, they could hardly deny the prince at least the effort, and, while they were looking into it, he regaled them with more stories and asked them about their own stories, keeping the mood just so bouyant and pleasant, and when their next attenpts reached more of the same problem, he kept his encouragement strong and determined. "You can do it!" Sidon pumped his fist again and again. "Never give up! I believe in you! We can get through this together!"
And how could they stand to disappoint their bold new friend now? So they doubled-down, started to explore new avenues never before considered, flying through all the portal-problem-possibilities. There was a big board with photos and documents, theories strung together with string and pushpins, phones were ringing off the hook, memos passed from one hand to the other, all while Sidon kept cheering them on with unfaltering faith.
"I did it!" a small voice eventually chirped up, beaming as she stood from her station. "I cracked it! We can get her through!"
"Ah-ha!" Sidon beamed, practically bouncing over to her and pumping his fist once more. "Wonderful! I never once doubted it! I knew you could do it! How absolutely clever and incredible you are! Truly remarkable! Yes!"
That poor little gnome was going to be floating on air for a week after all the unabashed abulations.
So now all they needed was the person herself.
Sidon glanced at the clock to see just how much time had passed since they had all started working on it.
...however long did this detention thing even last??
[[ mostly for that most incredible, wonderful, magnificent girlfriend, but he is there literally all day so if anyone's coming on through the portalocity office and wants to say hi, please do! ]]
