Vena Sera

Adelon: Steeling the Faith (High-Casual)

Throw the children over, use them as rafts, they're buoyant!

Adelon: Steeling the Faith (High-Casual)

"N-Nice to meet you, Yarri! And yeah,,, I think after today I'm not a fan of ships either..." His sorry state said as much, and even now he was fighting to not lose what little might be left inside of his stomach. Having a conversation with someone helped take his mind off things - shame then it ended so abruptly. Ethan was puzzled when given the cold shoulder, wondering if he'd somehow offended the woman. All he'd done was agree with her. They sat in awkward silence for a moment until Yarri broke it, leaving a disappointed Ethan by himself again.

"Oh... Okay then! Well uh, give her a petting for me would you? I'd do it but, you know..." Ethan trailed, gesturing to the railing, "Got my post to look after!" With a small chuckle he laid back on the deck once more, finding himself to fare a bit better when lower. Just a few hours to go. Glancing up at the sky again he watched a cloud drift by, wondering if he'd get sick upon a cloud. Could you ride a cloud...? It had to be better than being on a ship, anything would be better than this. Smiling to himself his eyebrows raised slightly when a young child popped into his view, looking down at him with a whimsical smile of their own. "Uh... Hi there," he muttered, flashing them a smile.

The child giggled and reached down, prodding the boy's nose. "Why're you lying down, mister?"

"Because I'm sick," Ethan groaned, putting his hands on his stomach. Wriggling his nose when poked again he grinned, reaching up and returning the gesture. "Hey... Weren't you chasing that cat a minute ago?"

"Yeah... But the lady said we couldn't play with her anymore, and my brother went downstairs to find mommy and daddy." The girl puffed her cheeks and let out a huff, then smiled again and grabbed Ethan's shirt, pulling on it excitably. "Play with me, mister! Chase me!"

Seriously? He was going to have to run around? The girl seemed adamant and Ethan hadn't in him to tell her no, she seemed so earnest and eager. Slowly sitting up he covered his mouth and belched, smiling sheepishly. "Alright, alright. But if I say I need to stop then we have to stop, okay? Running's probably not good for my stomach right now..." And the girl was off, running away giggling before he'd even finished speaking. Resigning himself with a sigh, Ethan climbed to his feet and took a few unsteady steps, breathing deeply before jogging after the girl. "Come here you!"

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"Uh... Captain? You should see this..."

One of the many devices outfitted aboard the Marigold was a depth chart, one of the first to be employed. It was installed as a trial device and never used, in fact most of the crew tended to ignore it. Yet the spikes in activity beneath the water was causing its readings to flare up. The captain approached the counter and looked to the device, then his crew, a deep frown etched on his face. This was nothing unheard of, the waterways of Adelon could be perilous in ways unseen. Yet for something to be registering in the middle of the Thalassa Sea...

"Sir! Reports of a large wave off of the aft! Approximately a kilometer off and closing fast!"

How? When? They hadn't felt any tremors, and any time a wave suddenly sprouted this far out it was because of a quake. The Marigold wasn't equipped to take large waves, her hull was sturdy but not weighted, meaning capsizing was a very likely. And without any sizable holds to take on excess water it meant the cabins would flood, along with the storage rooms, and likely the engine room. The Captain would bemoan his sorry excuse for a ship later, he needed to warn the passengers. Hurrying to the intercom turned it on, speaking to the entirety of the vessel.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain! I need everyone to calmly return to their quarters and grab your life jackets. Anyone without one will be given one by the crew. You are to remain below deck until told otherwise. We are about to be struck by a wave, and are expecting a worst-case scenario." No sense in sugar coating things, people would panic but at least this way they'd save some lives. Barking out a series of orders, he then continued. "In the event of the ship capsizing, you will use the emergency hatches to get above the water. Crew will help escort you, and our escape vessels will be launched. Women and children proceed first, then the men. If anyone cannot swim, inform a crew member. That is all, hang in there everyone, we'll get through this!"

Adelon: Steeling the Faith (High-Casual)

@Raylah Ethan's got it on his right shoulder, but he's also wearing a cloak, so while technically visible, it's hidden :P

Adelon: Steeling the Faith (High-Casual)

She's totally stepping on your toes.

Adelon: Steeling the Faith (High-Casual)

A jar of spices killed his parents. He now stalks the night as... Parsley, defender of justice!

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Sasha was... Confident? Viral had asked for something different, something that the rebels didn't normally show in combat. So she'd thought to indulge him and use her ability: magic. In her limited experience her people - Ricken included - were only a handful of hundreds of races capable of such a feat. And unlike races which all seemed to share a similar magic, her people's tended to reflect some aspect of themselves. She gathered material and lit it aflame, using it as miniature projectiles and striking at Viral with them. It worked, perhaps too well, as Viral grew furious with her. She tried to defend herself - it wasn't Ki she was using, but he was too enraged to listen. She lifted her arms and threw up a block, absorbing the hit but topping over backwards from the sheer force. Catching herself on a hand she lifted and spun at the same time, narrowly avoiding being crushed into the ground. Why was he so angry?

"It's not Ki!" she finally managed to get out, having to duck to avoid another bone-shattering punch, "It's not! It's magic!" Hard to say if that did anything to assuage his anger, he seemed no less furious than a moment before. So she'd cut back on its use, clearly going all out with magic was only going to make things worse. She side-stepped another punch and pushed the arm, stepping in and trying to drive an elbow into Viral's chest. If it hit, she'd lift her fist and strike him in the jaw with the back of her hand: if not, she'd try to get distance between them and throw a burst of projectiles at him. She couldn't keep too close to him now, not with how powerful each individual attack was. She'd be beaten in the blink of an eye if she took a punch in the wrong place.

Adelon: Steeling the Faith (High-Casual)

To be fair he had been warned about potential seasickness before boarding. But he'd brushed it off - it was his first time on a boat, how was he supposed to know he'd become seasick? He was fine in carts, but boats seemed to be his downfall. Staring down at the putrid bile floating on the sea's surface he nearly retched again, pulling himself away from the railing and laying out, sprawl on the ship's deck. Ethan just wanted land again. Something solid to stand on. With a groan he laid his head back, staring up at the clear sky above, trying perhaps to find something to fix his gaze on. The Ydra woman had said something but he'd missed it, and asking her to repeat didn't seem like a good idea - she'd sounded rather angry she'd even been addressed. Why were people so anti-social on this ship? You couldn't avoid interacting on something so small, so you might as well make the best of it.

"H-Hey... That pet of yours... It's really cool!" Since he'd be laying here for the foreseeable future, and with no one else around, he went against his better judgement and started to speak again. At worst the woman would speak to him and he'd be able to have a somewhat pleasant conversation. Or perhaps he'd make a friend on this final leg of their journey - he'd not hold his breath for that one. Ethan craned his neck to look at the woman, flashing her an uneasy smile and giving another small wave. "Ethan, by the way. Sorry you had to see that, but uh... Better out than in, my mother always used to say! Though at this rate there won't be much left to come out..."

Was that too much information? It felt like too much information. Smiling sheepishly, Ethan raised an arm and laid it over his eyes, his other hand resting on his stomach as he belched. "If you don't mind my asking... What are you on the ship for...? It's just you seem kind of, well... Not like the sort of person who usually does this." He let out a laugh when realizing the irony of his own words: he was just as new to this experience as the woman, if not more so. Next time he was definitely taking a horse, he didn't care if it took him an extra day or two. "Heading to Galloway for work, kind of excited. Never been there, heck Orosi was the biggest city I've ever seen. Well... Second. Probably." For someone he was positive had no desire to speak to him, Ethan sure was pressing his luck. But what was there to do besides chat?

That they should have to work with someone as useless as Ethan. Kent couldn't decide if the kid's heart wasn't in it or if he was really just that hopeless as a Hunter. He'd drawn the short straw and the argument made was asinine: Ethan needed experience. It was their handler's fault for never allowing the kid on any real missions. Once they arrived in Galloway he'd come up with some excuse to send the novice off - probably some list of errands, anything to get him out of the way while work was done. Their mark wasn't going to be an easy one to bring in and they needed combat ready Magi, and people who were used to containing fights, not letting them spill into the streets. Ethan couldn't contain his damned lunch, much less a magic duel.

Kent had been his way below deck when he caught wind of something peculiar. On his way by the kitchens he overheard a conversation that piqued his interest, and without a word he leaned against the wall, standing just outside the doors. The smell he recognized immediately - not the stew, but what was inside the stew. His face contorted into a scowl and he folded his arms across his chest tightly. Simple-minded people, taking part in drugs aboard a ship. And leave it to a Naga to be the perpetrator, he'd been right to refuse the bastard's food earlier. Kent listened to the conversation further, seeing if he could glean anything of importance from it. Nothing but idle chatter and pleasantries, though he was further annoyed by how idiotic the Naga sounded. He was right, no one was going to hire a man like him. Certainly not after people found out how he prepared his food. The Hunter was no fool - he knew plenty of influential people used drugs like these, and worse still, but he had no use for them. They were the weak's way of getting a hold of the strong, a way for those too craven or without skill to turn a profit.

"I would temper your expectations, Naga. Don't delude yourself with dreams of grandeur." Entering the kitchen, hand on the hilt of the sword at his hip, Kent narrowed his eyes. The boy he didn't recognize at all, probably having spent the entirety of this voyage below deck. He seemed young, arguably far too young to be taking anything of the sorts. Glancing at Gideard disdainfully he extended a hand out, nodding towards the pot of stew - the smaller of the two, where the stench was coming from. It took one whiff to confirm what he'd suspected and he dumped it out on the floor, throwing the bowl into the wall and shattering it. "Dump out the entirety of that stew, now. And turn over the coin you've gained from selling it. Unless you'd prefer to speak with the guard when we arrive in Galloway...?"

Adelon: Steeling the Faith (High-Casual)

Let's see here:

1) Approximately? Hunters have been around a touch under 10 years. The transition has been going on longer, but Hunters really have only been needed as of recent as protests have become violent.
2) Both! That said it's not really faded to the point where Magi can't use magic, but certain regions have a notable decline in energy.
3) Nah, play whatever you want! All guys, all girls, whatever happens, happens!
4) Roughly speaking, yes. But that changes based on lifestyle - Dimurans die in combat constantly so that tanks theirs. Divine excel at magic and can prolong their lives, Murad technology and Ydra medicines grant them both longer lives. The Varuna are probably the closest to the "average".
5) Gold! Well, and silver and bronze. Coins really, kept it simple!

Adelon: Steeling the Faith (High-Casual)

-10 points from Gryffindor for that one! Also...

Adelon: Steeling the Faith (High-Casual)

"Cecil 1.0 has become a reef, it is the hopes of the company that Cecil 2.0 has learned from his predecessors mistakes."