Tarubia

[Doom]

Detria was astounded. She felt like a goddess, but her thirst for danger and mystery was still intact. "What sort of.... problems are sealed behind these black doors?"

[Sparrow]

"Glitches mostly. Orbs that have.... well taken on murderous personalities. Other projects. Off limit areas. It's all for safety." Sparrow explains.
An Orb hovers up from under a seat.
"....Boo. ... We are nearing the torrent. Please fasten your seat belts."
Steve and Sparrow do so.

[Doom]

Detria saw what Steve and Sparrow were doing, and copied them, assuming this is what the "orb" was directing them to do. "So, you seem like a fairly advanced nation. And certainly a generous one. Could I.... Bring some of your lesser technologies to my country? We're under par on the concept of technology, and would really appreciate a loan."

[Sparrow]

"Of course. Anything to help." Sparrow says in a glad tone.
Steve nods in agreement.
"Oh, um quick question. Have you ever traveled at a speed exceeding two hundred miles per hour?" Sparrow says in a 'I forgot to mention' tone.
The Orb is counting back from ten in text,
"10....9..."

[Doom]

In a short moment, Detria answered, "No, I don't believe I ha-" Before she could finish, the timer counted down to 1, and they shot forward, Detria screaming, hanging on for dear life to her seat.

[Sparrow]

The ship increases speed even more once its oars are extended.
"I hate the ship." Sparrow mutters hanging tight onto her seat.
Steve doesn't replies and just attempts not to throw up, thankfully he doesn't.
The ship suddenly slows as it exits the torrent for a moment.
The orb reads,
"Please remain seated, this is only so no one passes out."
"Here we go again." Steve says as the ship dive back into the torrent.
Not long after the ship exits again. This time it remains still in the water, and it folds its oars back into place.

[Doom]

Detria was shaking and trembling. She could barely speak, saying, "Th-that's the kind of advancement my country needs. Machines that travel faster than the wind under the sea." Detria looked out the window, and gasped in amazement. She saw all forms of sea life. She could still barely speak, but she said, "Do you have a way I could record these creatures? Perhaps a writing utensil and something to write on?"

[Sparrow]

Steve nods, taking out one of the many note books he carries in his pockets. He unbuckles and walks over handing her a blank note pad and a pen. He returns to his seat. Sparrow unbuckles.
"If you'd like, the orb can record video footage for you as well." Sparrow offers.

[Doom]

"No, no. I have to record these animals as I see them!" Detria flipped open the notebook and stared out the window. She sees a brilliantly aqua dynamic barracuda swim by the ship lazily. With surprising skill, she recreates the same thing on paper, but with a few minor differences. She designates locations where mechanical parts would be installed, such as joints and lights. She learned quickly, and was jotting down a design for a submarine directly based off a creature in the sea. "Thank you for the notebook. May I hold onto it for the rest of my stay? Along with the pen?"

[Sparrow]

"Sure thing." Steve says kindly.
Sparrow looks out a window on her side, viewing the interesting waters.
The ship moves at a much slower pace, barely sweeping side to side.
After about a half hour the water begins to turn pink, then slowly darkens over time to a red shade. Fish continue doing fish activities like nothing is amiss.

[Doom]

"My my. Those waters are.... Really ominous. Why are they blood red?" Detria was as equally intrigued as she was disturbed by the dark water.

[Sweetheart]

(Sorry for not respnding, I've had no internet also I will show you what will be used later when I have internet on my computer, as I am on my Kindle.)

Romanov followed Talu to the devistated city. "I hope you will not mind, I need to bring in some troops, for, as you see, the relief force that I will send here is owned by The Hytasian Royal Army. They aren't here to attack or conquer, but as security." he asked the High Priest.

[Doom]

"That's absolutely fine with me. Just, try not to scare the other city states during your stay. The people there are a tad..." He snapped, trying to think what to say, "Skittish." He looked over to the collapsed well at the city center, and said, "That's the first thing we need to get in working order again. The well is vital. I've heard of plumbing of sorts in other countries, but we're a bit technologically under par at the moment." He walked over to the well and surveyed the damage, then looked expectantly at Romanov.

[Sweetheart]

Romanov looked at the well. "Thats an easy fix, I can also get some engineers set up a derrik so suck the water out, then have some Collecters distripute the water to any efuges who may need it." he said. Though, with the information that the people may not take military or advanced personel, I wonder if we could still bring in some MCV or if that will startle them too much. Romanov debated with himself for a few moments, then asking Talu, "Have you ever seen a MCV?"

[Doom]

Talu scratched his chin for a moment and said, "Why, I don't believe I've ever heard of such a thing. Is MCV an acronym of sorts?" He leaned against the well, a bit unsure of what a derrick was or what a collector was, but was a bit more concerned with Romanov's question.