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[Hello Genessia, have a rather bemused looking frog-man peering with some great interest at the strange flat device he'd been given upon his arrival. Though the pictures and instructions have helped a great deal in teaching him how to use the thing, he's still new to this and not 100% sure he's doing it right.]

...ah! 'tis sending an image to the masses, aye? A curious object, forsooth.

Though mine abode is a humble one, I shouldst thank the denizens of this town for offering shelter upon mine arrival. I know not what hast happened, nor how I may leave this place... methinks I shall venture forth 'fore long and learn more of the environs and its people.

[Oh... there's another thing that others may spot in the background as Frog talks. A microwave seems to be happily whirring away, containing a few items of food, two of them being wholly intact eggs. As far as Frog is concerned, the device is supposed to be used for cooking food. Nobody told him about any exceptions to the rule!]

Shouldst anyone bear witness to this message, perchance we may meet with one another in time. The matter of--

[There's a sudden bang, a startled croak and a final exclamation of 'zounds!' before the feed cuts off.]

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ARE YOU OKAY!?

[Rose has splashed herself with tea, and is trying to figure out what to do exactly...]

[A form and form of speech like that is too interesting to leave meeting to time. And did he just says "zounds"? that kind of zounds?]

Ah, but you haven't said your name! Well, do tell once your trial's at an end!

Well that was...odd.

[she was chuckling to herself, a frog man here? this was rich!]

You better be fine! You look so cool in that outfit you're sporting!

AH?! A-Are you okay??! What happened?!

[Forget that he's a talking frog... She can worry about that later. For now, she just hopes he isn't a hurt talking frog.]

[There might be some scuffling sounds and odd rotations before Frog reappears on the feed. Thankfully he looks completely fine!]

A-aye, no harm done.

[He then points his device to the rather sad looking mess of splattered egg, torn greens and what might have been a fish at one time inside his microwave.]

Alas, mine supper is looking rather worse for wear...

[He most certainly did use the term, though not lightly! Thankfully, the frog at least seems to be intact as he re-addresses the stranger.]

'twas hardly a trial... in truth, the trial is yet to come for I am now without dinner.

[Ah well, maybe he should just go back to using campfires instead...]

Ah, but of course, I shouldst giveth thee a name! Thou may calleth me 'Frog'.

[A reasonable title given his form, yes?]

[It wouldn't be the first time Frog had heard the word 'odd' used in relation to something he'd done... or indeed in relation to himself! The compliment about his outfit does take him a little by surprise however.]

Mine attire...? 'tis made for defense and nothing more, but I thank thee for thy kind words.

[No need to fear! He is most certainly not a hurt talking frog, just a confused and surprised one. Feeling a tad guilty he'd concerned this young girl so much he endeavours to respond as quickly as he is able.]

Worry not, I am well! It... seems that I may have underestimated the power of this cooking machine, alas...

[He'll just show her the eggy, fishy, leafy mess he's now made inside the microwave, oops.]

Okay... [Relieved laugh!] I thought that explosion was a lot bigger.

Um. I guess that's the first time you've ever used a microwave, yeah? They can be a little tricky, since they don't use traditional direct heat.

Ahaha, oh dear. Fie on unintentional fasts; do you need succoring? Is your diet like a man's, if it comes to that? I'm, haha, light on flies just now.

[Well...that's certainly easy to remember.]

Eheheh, not to be a pest, but is there aught else you're called? 'Tis rather like being named "man", though you're like no frog I've ever seen. If you insist on the moniker, I'll not argue anymore.

[Ye Olde style of talking is very infectious for the ren-fair dork.]

[Mr. Frogman, have a Mr. Cat. An Eidion, rather, but that's irrelevant now. Dray is smiling, fairly amused at the view.]

You talk funny. It's very cute.

Uhm...are you okay, though?

Hehe you sound like a cool knight in shining armor!

[pauses]

Oohh are you? A talking frog knight, who would have thought..

[Lucca had been shocked and delighted to hear a familiar voice over the network, but the sudden explosion behind him makes her tablet jump out of her hand, and it takes her a second to fumble and recover it. Hellos will have to wait.]

--Frog?? What was that? Are you okay?!

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Mayhap the sound wast especially clamorous due to being contained within the belly of the heating box.

[His name for it until she offers another.]

...a 'microwave' was it? Aye... never before hath I witnessed such a thing. But if it does not harness heat in the usual way, how can it cook?

[Despite knowing robots and flying ships and time machines, this thing is more of a mystery to him.]

[Frog sees nothing wrong with conversing with the other in a similar manner. In fact, it makes him feel rather more at ease, even despite the obvious joke about his form. He shakes his head, his expression turning perhaps a little more sombre as he ponders an answer.]

Mine form may betray thy reason, but I have not once laid mine tongue upon a fly. 'tis a man's diet I choose and live by. I shouldst not pass up the offer of succor and a man's hospitality however.

As for the title, Frog will do.

[He says no more about it - the reasoning behind it and his current form still stinging his heart. If he was going to go ahead and follow the path he'd set himself on, 'Frog' would be the more appropriate name for him now and in the future.]

[Shhh, you're going to make him blush!

He can't help but give a little croak of surprise at the suggestion - though it might seem a little wrong from his perspective, he can see how she came to that conclusion... Alas, he doesn't feel worthy enough to carry that title yet, having not been officially knighted.]

...not yet. I am no knight, yet I have a great deal of skill and interest in swordsmanship nonetheless.

[At least for now, Frog can only make out that he seems to be conversing with some manner of cat-person and that's only judging by the upper part of his body. Don't lower the camera, Dray~

Frog can't help but feel a little flustered at the notion that his speech is 'cute' but... well, let's just focus on his little accident for now.]

A-ahem... aye, though mine supper seems to be in disarray, I am otherwise unharmed.

[Cue a lovely view of exploded egg, vegetables and fish in the microwave.]

[There was something embarrassing about Frog being the one causing the explosions in front of Lucca and not the other way around... At the very least he was happy to see a familiar face, even if it was in uncomfortable circumstances!]

L-Lucca! 'tis only a small misdemeanour on my part. I am quite well!

[He's trying not to show the mess behind him as he picks up his device but she will likely see glimpses of exploded food in the background, oops.]

[The fur covers all the important bits, no worries Frog.

Dray only smiles further when he notices the flustering.]

You can't put eggs inside the microwave. Or metallic things. They always explode. I had my own kitchen accidents before I got used to the technology of this world.

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As you wish for both wishes, sirrah Frog. Is the phone so familiar that you can tell your abode abroad? If not, pray let me initiate you in its intricacies.

[In normal speak: lemme tutorialize you in how to ping your location. Once that's given, he's off towards The Commons, rapping on the door in the rhythm of "shave and a haircut".]

No way! You're not? With how you talk--

[but that's okay, swordsmanship caught her and made her eyes sparkle]

Skill and interest? That's super cool! One of these times I've got to see how you fight!

"I thought I was the one that winds up destroying what I cook." She teases. "Man, it's good to see you! How'd you get here?"

[Frog always welcomes a lesson in technology, particularly in a foreign land. Once he's gotten to grips with it, he awaits his new visitor's arrival, setting down his device when he hears the rhythmic knocking and hopping over to answer the door.]

Ah! I bid thee welcome to mine humble abode.

['Humble' indeed as every apartment was, though it was still perhaps an upgrade, to some people's eyes, from Frog's usual burrow in the ground. ]

...forgive me, I believe I hath neglected to ask thee of thine own name?

Ah, mine speech is... mayhap old-fashioned to thee? Likely thou art from a time far beyond mine own.

[Despite the fact nobody else talks like him in his time period anyway, but shhh. Blame it on post-transformation stress.]

Thou hath an interest in swordplay? I shouldst welcome thee to a match if thou art willing!

[Well at least he wasn't the only one having a technology malfunction...]

Plainly, I hath much to learn... I shalt endeavour to follow thine advice and keep any metallic vessels or... indeed, eggs... from the contraption!

However, mine supper is ruined... I shalt have to buy more, in haste.

[And find some way of making more money if he was going to be wasting it like this.]

Mayhap our time together hast allowed me to pick up bad habits.

[He teases right back! But prior embarrassment aside, it was truly a blessing to see a familiar face in this strange realm.]

'tis good to see thee well, Lucca! Alas, I know not how I arrived in this place... only that I awoke in a metal shell in a cave on the shore...

[Try as he might, his can't quite recall what happened prior to that.]

[Oh boy no, Dray made more than a few disasters.]

I put grapes in it once. They exploded and then caught on fire. Usually, if you aren't sure, it's better to ask someone.

You can come eat with me if you want. [Dray knows how difficult is to be new and he's not about to let others go hungry.]

[Ted took a gander at his other network posts along the way, just to gauge his background and interests. When he opens the door, his face spreads a japing grin. Much as he'd like to be mannerly, he can't help but find humor in his host's strange appearance. He's silent for a few seconds, taking in the breeches and breastplate. Eventually his play-chivalry comes back to him, and he doffs his hat while slightly bowing his head.]

'Tis well taken, Frog, thank you. I'm Ted, at your service.

[As though to prove the point, he heads towards the mess in the microwave, washing cloths at the ready.]

I'll produce the repast presently. Have you tarried the world long enough for a table and dishes to dine with?

[Frog's used to the strange looks by now, though the silent stares still make him feel a tad uncomfortable. Thankfully, it doesn't last long before this 'Ted' springs back to life, continuing to converse with much the same style of language as before.]

Well met then, Ted. [He answers as the other heads over to deal with his... accident. As for his other question, the froggy swordsman shakes his head.] Alas, I hath only that which thou canst see here. 'tis not much, but ample shelter for one such as I.

[For now at least. He's thankful for the shelter while he gets his bearings, but soon it'll be time for him to move on.]

[Forgive him for giving a little croaky chuckle at that.]

What use wouldst a cooked grape serve thee? Thou hath not supped on such a thing before? Or mayhap thou expected it to turn to wine?

[At the invitation, he hesitates.]

'twould not do for me to impose having only just arrived...

[Dray huffs but he's obvious more embarrased than anything.]

I was trying to make grape pizza....[It's a legit dish!] And no, no. If I want wine I'll just go buy some. They sell it everywhere in Fayren.

You're not imposing, I am offering.

Aha. The humility is proven, by and by.

[A few spritz of dish soap and he's set to work on clearing the microwave. Subconsciously he keeps removing things from his bag. The next to come are plastic utensils and paper plates.]

Graciously, thine microwave is but dirtied, and suffers no crippling injury. Well, meaning no offense, I'm glad you've yet reached knighthood, lest my meager servitude seem unbecoming to one of more noble bearing.

Dost thou love swordplay, sir Frog? I know of few finer pleasures.

Um... sure.

It uses... microwaves. Um. Radiation. Heats up the molecules themselves. FWOOSH! [HAND GESTURE.]

[She is awesome at science, don't let her D- in school fool you.]

Really it's all radiation, well, radiation, conduction, and convection, but a microwave's actually sort of more direct, it's tuned specifically to the vibrational modes of the water molecules, like using a tuning fork to tune a piano orrr a refridgerator compressor that matches the resonant frequency of your head so you want to open it even when you're not really hungry.

[He might have wandered off topic just a bit, and seems to realize this, clasping his hands together, then pointing at the screen.]

...so! As you were, Rose, hello, by the way, I'm the Doctor.

[He smiles cheerfully and waves, just a bit sheepishly.]

[Tilts her head]

Hm? A little bit, but that's more than fine. But you know about the future times..? What time or-world are you from?

[but enough about that, he just said the magic words! She's going to be a master swordsman and take down all the witches when she heads back home!]

I am ALWAYS willing, Sir...?

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