[ApatheticFoxboy]

"I expect to find the princess." Beladere told him. "Don't you?"

Princesses, yeah. Nothing to see here, just an old fart going to make a fool of himself. Noble women in flowing dresses dancing in twirls to the music of wood and strings. Rudy had been fussy as a kid growing up in the Douglas estate.

Every Winter Holiday the family attracted new clients from the upper classes by hosting their own balls. They were the worst as far as young Rudolph was concerned. His aunt taught him ballroom dancing, so the family could to show off to potential clients by having him twirl their daughters. They danced and she talked about how rich her family was, or how her father was a powerful general. He didn't care for it(he once compiled himself to vomit before a terribly fat girl, no fucking way he was going hustle to move that mass). Ever since, young Rudolph as let his twirling talents fade.

The group moved out to the "Proving Ground" as the sign said. In the air he heard the wild shriek of the exotic jungle. He felt the green dewy grass on his bare feet. Contentment flooded his face. It felt good reconnecting with solid earth after the voyage on the battleship GKS Luguro. The accommodations were accommodating, but nothing beats walking across nature's bounty. Rudy approached Rem. "Wildlife," he said with a critical glare, "tell me more about the predator species on the island."

Rudy regarded Rem, like a great show he wanted to see, but wasn't sure it was worth his six pieces. The young woman had glasses. Now there was something to a girl wearing glasses. The scholarly appearance has a stroke of mystery to it. The glasses told Rudy that if he was willing to look for it, underneath these wrapping was a real body with warm blood running through it, just begging to be taken.