Fillet

Dead Cruise

A... blacksmith shop? In a luxury cruise ship?

Into the Black

Um, is that dinner scene? IC from @McHaggis.

Dead Cruise

@EnergyWhale @Jack @McHaggis The chef is crazy, she thought and involuntarily took a step closer to the - she looked up at the sexy knight in shining armour who must have had come to her rescue - "I don't think we've met before," she said to him with a dazzling smile. "I'm Tindy and I'm your side." She turned to the chef and quickly added, "Your side. You’re on the good side, and I’m on there.” The girl he was with - who didn’t look to be any kind of worrying adversary against her for Hotty McHotness - seemed to have retained some sense and humanity. She would need to talk to her and Hotty in private about how to find Ella and get out of this nightmare alive. If they could… maybe.. smack the chef over the head when he had his back turned once they reached safety and didn’t need his crazy violent assistance; it was a tempting thought Tindy kept in the back of her mind. “I need to find my best friend, she’s a waitress. Have you seen her? Her name is Ella. She was rostered to work tonight in Top Floor.”

The Blue Moon Tavern

Saha had finished shedding her skin. Dry, delicate, paper-thin pieces of what used to be parts of her lay in a neat pile on the floor: a whole translucent mould of an arm, or an ear, or a toe, was stacked with short and long strips that had fallen off on their own or had been scrapped off with the help of a smooth pebble. She had been cooped up in the small room, cheaply that the wanderer could afford in Blue Tavern, for almost a week. Her body had conserved its energy by lulling her to sleep for days and nights, only to wake when her skin itched, without food or drink; now, recuperated and with vision restored, Saha could feel her mouth parched and cracked lips, her stomach grumbled, although, with a look down and feel of her body, she had hardly lost weight. She folded up the pile in a piece of cloth to be burned in the forest and put on her light armour. The leather felt a little tight and uncomfortable on her soft skin and etched in more when she moved, but she ignored it knowing her body would toughen up in a few days to its usual self. The bedroom tidied, Saha opened the door and stepped out of its enchantment that had been affording her peace and silence and, being sensitive, was struck by the overwhelming odours and aggressive music that had stalked upstairs. Her breathing quickened. There was pipe smoke, rare meat that excited her, strong magic, a multitude of folks from different places, animals, blood and ale - worst of all, she felt stirred to whip out her sword and dance as if she was in a fierce fight. Saha relaxed her grip on the hilt and muttered a spell. A breeze cleared the way and her head. She hurried downstairs, she could feel the bardic influence returning. “Bernard!” she called out with nary a glance at the numerous patrons on her way to the front door. “Six for me please! Rare! Put it on my tab, I’ll be back in a bit.” The door shut behind her; the guitar was muffled to a quieter sound that let her fully regain control of her senses and Saha found herself interjected into company. “Good morning, Kat and Hel,” she greeted, and to the stranger, held her left palm to her chest in accordance to polite Naga custom. “Sorry I had to stay away for a while, I had a private matter that needed my attention.” Saha looked at Hel in the eye, as if addressing him, too, as an equal, and continued saying to them both, “I’ll be having breakfast soon, with enough to share, perhaps you’d like to join me.” Saha excused herself from the trio and walked down the beaten path. The sunlight warmed her skin, a delicious sensation she had missed, and she focused on the fresh air that brought scents of morning dew, grass and dirt from the surrounding forest. It was a short stroll into the woods, the damp ground, brown and green with leaves, under the protection of the tall trees, held an intimacy that felt like home. She found a good spot by a fallen log and stilled with her mouth open to breathe in and sense if there was anyone nearby; then she gathered some twigs and cast a spell to start a fire. The Naga untied the pouch she had been carrying in one hand and carefully laid it on top of the flames. It consumed the gift in whole. “Saha’le arimay aksatelaikum,” she gave thanks in her native tongue, for the experiences life had bestowed upon her, for the joys, pains and regrets, for another beginning now was she wiser; then Saha covered the fire with dirt to complete the ritual.

The Blue Moon Tavern

<Snipped quote by Fillet> Alright, well then if you feel that strongly (and you're making a compelling case) post now and we can find out Sess' opinion on the matter later. Considering you've only make what, one post? I'm hoping he won't mind.

@Guilty Spark

Yeah, this will be my first and only post so far.

The Blue Moon Tavern

<Snipped quote by Fillet> You can get your post ready while waiting for Sess, then it will only require a little adjustment after he makes his post.

@Guilty Spark

I live on the other side of the world from what looks like the rest of you, so the loads of posts are done when I'm asleep, and when he's awake, I'll be sleeping, and you'll all post en masse. It sounds a little silly that I'll wait with what I have, that's in the current time of the story, and then post it after everybody's gotten around to the missions - literally 30 posts later if not more. And then add on the missions part. It feels like I'll be forever playing catch up. I am only able to read and take notes and post in my night time, on the week days. I got the impression he wasn't keen to have to wake up and page catch to a lot of interactions between all the characters. I was hoping that my little add on, which would have minimal socialising (a shout to Bernard, and saying hi to Kat on my way out), that would mostly be about a slight character development, would be fine in this case. I'm not looking to be rebellious, it just sounds logistically able right now.

The Blue Moon Tavern

<Snipped quote by Fillet> hold off on the post until sessa can put something up.

@c3p-0h

I haven't posted at all though, I'm just going to catch up to the other chars and see how it goes if that's all right.

The Blue Moon Tavern

I have figured out a pattern with you guys *shifty* and will take advantage. (36 posts happened when I was sleeping and I woke up overwhelmed... I will post when you're sleeping instead! muahaha!) I'll post in a bit.

The Blue Moon Tavern

Wow this thread moves fast. I'm really not sure if I can keep up.

Into the Black

<Snipped quote by Fillet> Odd, then, that you have 82 posts in 12 days. That's more like 6/7 posts a day. I, myself, have an average of 7 posts, more or less, a day.

@WilsonTurner

They're all OOC ;D