The Mage Star is Complete

[Snow Dragon]

"I have no clue what it will do. Mostly it just lets me appear out of no where while still obeying the laws of physics and space and time."

Red Mage plushie: A teleportation that obeys the laws of physics? Bizarre. Oh well, as soon as this other fellow pays and takes his shirt, we can get to the transfer beacon and beam onto the Mage Star proper.

[Snow Dragon]

Having been wandering to and fro through various twisty and turning hallways in a delightedly random fashion, Caprice emerged breathless and eager onto the main bridge of the Mage Starhappy, despite not knowing how or why she ended up in this section of the ship, or on the ship in the first place. Taking only a moment to catch her breath she called out happily to the crowd of plushies.
"Heeeelllloooo~!"

(The Black Mage plushies stare back at her, dumbfounded)
Black Mage plushie #34: Who is she?
Black Mage plushie #9: I... I have no idea, Captain.
Black Mage plushie #90: Wait. The first tours haven't arrived yet, right? If she's onboard the station at this point, she has to be either an infiltrator or a crew member, and what kind of idiot infiltrator rushes onto the bridge of a space vessel and says hello?
Black Mage plushie #34: She looks awfully... big to be personnel. Do we HAVE any humans on staff?
Black Mage plushie #40: Dunno. Let's ask her. Hey, you with the violet speak! You here on the clock, or what?

[Just some lady]

Looking oddly at the plushies, Caprice paused for a moment and looked down at her feat, seemingly searching the floor for some trace of a clock.
"On the clock~? Uhm..."
Standing silently for a moment she seemed to come to a decision--
"Yeah~!"
--and quickly took out a pocket watch, threw it to the ground and stomped resolutely on it.

[Snow Dragon]

Black Mage #34 (Sweatdropping): Yup. Way too dumb to be an infiltrator.
Black Mage #9: Captain?
Black Mage #34: You! Girl! What's your name, and what is it you do, exactly?

[Just some lady]

Puzzled, the girl answered quickly.
"My name's Caprice! I'm a Colonel an' I can pose an' sing an' hug people an' lotsa' stuff!"

[Raleigh]

*Hands the 1,000 hl over to the plushy and takes the shirt.* I think I will need another two spell restrictions placed on me to keep my spells below that level. As for my weapons, I am sealing my storage space now. *Puts the shirt in and then seals it.*

[Snow Dragon]

Puzzled, the girl answered quickly.
"My name's Caprice! I'm a Colonel an' I can pose an' sing an' hug people an' lotsa' stuff!"

Black Mage #34: Are you any good with thermo-reactive mana cores, Colonel?

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*Hands the 1,000 hl over to the plushy and takes the shirt.* I think I will need another two spell restrictions placed on me to keep my spells below that level. As for my weapons, I am sealing my storage space now. *Puts the shirt in and then seals it.*

Red Mage plushie: Of course.
(He glows briefly, and taps Rags on the chest. Immediately a pair of bright, glowing sigils appear and shrink into tattoo-like marks)
Red Mage plushie: There ya are! Now just follow me and we can get on our way!

[Raleigh]

Righto. *Begins to follow the red mage.*

[Just some lady]

Black Mage #34: Are you any good with thermo-reactive mana cores, Colonel?[/quote]
Unflappable, the Colonel considered the question for a moment, before replying with stark honesty:
"Nope~!"

[Snow Dragon]

Unflappable, the Colonel considered the question for a moment, before replying with stark honesty:
"Nope~!"

Black Mage #34: Then get your cute butt down to the main barracks, Colonel. Starting today you're in command of the Mage Star's internal security detail!

[Snow Dragon]

(The Red Mage plushie leads Rags and Katt through the halls of MASA, constantly gesturing to the walls crammed full of computer monitors and scanners of every type)
Red Mage plushie: Here at the Magical Aeronautical Society of America, we, the magic powers of Muffinville, strike to unlock the secrets of magitechnology for the betterment of human and plushiekind. And by "human and plushiekind" I of course mean us here at MASA. Nearly all our experimentation is done with powerful magitech weapons of needless power, usually relating to the ice element. This is due to our reverence of our would-be founder, Stratagemini, and his insane love for freezing the entire universe.
(As the group passes by a certain console, a pair of Black Mage plushies turn toward the tour group)
Black Mage plushie #76: Yo! You! You there! (Points toward Rags or Katt; it's not really clear who he's addressing) What's your least favorite country?

[Just some lady]

Black Mage #34: Then get your cute butt down to the main barracks, Colonel. Starting today you're in command of the Mage Star's internal security detail!

Nodding excitedly the Coloenl agreed to this proposition readily--
"Okay!"
--And quickly made her way through the corridoors once more in search of the barracks. She didn't know quite what a barracks was, or what 'internal security detailing' entailed, but she was never one to let such trivial things bother her.

[Snow Dragon]

--And quickly made her way through the corridoors once more in search of the barracks. She didn't know quite what a barracks was, or what 'internal security detailing' entailed, but she was never one to let such trivial things bother her.

(KFC reaches a sign in the hallway at a four-way intersection)
^ Cafeteria, Barracks
> Engineering, Power Core
< Hangar, Armory

[Just some lady]

Staring intently at the sign for ten minutes or so, Caprice managed to satisfactorily deduce it's meaning, and went in the direction of the barrracks...and cafeteria, humming happily.

[Snow Dragon]

(Through her trek through the main corridors on this level of the Mage Star, KFC sees many plushies and droids rushing about, as well as innumerable computer consoles and important-looking machines)
(Eventually, she happens upon a doorway marked "Cafeteria level 6")
(Ahead of her, the hallway continues on, presumably to the barracks...)