[Nexus] GLoG 62: Come for the paddleboats. Stay for the hawt shirtless catboy!

[happyturtle]

PLEASE READ BEFORE POSTING IN THIS THREAD!

The Good League of Good is an ACRONYM organization devoted to the redemption of evildoers and the care and support of those in need. If you are looking to smite evil, please check out HALO or WATCHTOWER.[/SIZE]

If you are new to Acro or ffrp, please come to the Nexus OOC thread (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=175696) and introduce yourself first. :smallsmile:

Our IC leadership council:
Quinn (played by The Bushranger)
Runner (played by KerfuffleMach2)
Phoenix (played by Kid Kris)
Andreas Emeral (played by Zefir)
Susan (played by billtodamax)
Ironbeard (npc, can be played by anyone)

***
OOC: All players are welcome to make a character to join GLoG. The post-in-ooc-thread-first request is only so we know who is around. We aren't running auditions or anything. :smallsmile:
IC: Your character may be refused entry to the premises or asked to leave if they cause trouble in-character.

Membership form:

Name:
Current Moral or Ethical Leanings (Good/Evil):
Desired Moral or Ethical Leanings (Good/Evil):
Profession:
Race:
Age:
Why do you want to join GLoG?
How can you contribute to help support this organization's goals?
Any other important information:
Preferred room assignment:


((see room list and choose))


Character room assignments:
{table=head]Location|Character|Player|Room|Notes
Main Lodge - Willow|Happy Amakirr, President|Happyturtle||
|Otaso|Hyozo
|Phoenix|KidKris
Cabin 1 - Oak|Jazirian,|KidKris|
A|
|Susan, Head of Security|billtodamax|
C|
Cabin 2 - Sycamore|Amadeus|Happy Days Falgorn|
A|
|Thierry|Snares|
B|
Cabin 3 - Redwood|Crodelus|Hyozo|
A|
Cabin 4 - Maple|Shania|Lex-Kat|
D|broken windows
Cabin 5 - Apple|||
A|Visitors Cabin|
Cabin 6 - Cherry|Marley|ThePhantom|
A|
|Kris|Introbulus|
B|
|Rose|Horngeek|
C|
|Butler?|Reinholdt|
D|
Cabin 7 - Chestnut|||
A|
Cabin 8 - Birch|||
A|
|||
B|
|Zamira, Shrike/Falcon|Horngeek, BR|
C|
Cabin 9 - Dogwood|Coma Nothing|Beans|
A|
|Vashal|Quinsar|
A|
|Yamako|iElf|
B|
Cabin 10 - Elm|||
A|
Cabin 11 - Denim|Rae|Rae Artemi|
A|Cabin is made of denim
|Emily|Lix Lorn|
B|
Infirmary - Cedar|Eko|Earl of Purple|
[/table]

Each cabin has rooms A-D. The main lodge has plenty of bunk space, but there are no separate rooms.

Cabin 5 - Maple is reserved for visitors who do not want to stay at the lodge. They are requested to check in at the main lodge, where any member can give them permission to stay for a few days. Longer than that, and unless they are in need, they would be requested to either join or move to their own place or one of the local inns.

New cabins can be added as the plot demands it. Here is a list of unused tree names:

Linden, Larch, Ash, Pine, Hickory, Poplar, Magnolia, Olive, Rowan, Fir, Spruce, Holly, Cottonwood, Cypress, Hemlock, Teak, Ebony, Pear, Fig, Date, Mahogany, Palm, Lime, Acadia, Gumbo Limbo…


Description of the new GLoG setting:
After the original GLoG building was destroyed by an army of catpeople, the survivors took out a mortgage and purchased Phoenix Lake Campground. Facilities include the main lodge house, a bathhouse with separate male and female sections, a stable (no horses present), various picnic shelters, and a few scattered cabins. It's set in the foothills of the Acro mountains, and mainly surrounded by woods. There are many hiking trails nearby leading to mountaintop vistas, waterfalls, seacoves, and various other locations, both within this thread, and in the Outside thread. The campground is also within easy walking distance of the Taverna Generica and the city of Inside.

At the lake, there is a small dock with a little shed nearby where a few canoes and paddleboats are stored. (They probably should be inspected first before trying to put them in the water.) The swimming area has a GIANT slide and a rope swing. Because GIANT slides and rope swings are awesome. :smallbiggrin: There is also a playground under the trees, set back from the lake somewhat, and a set of horseshoe pits.

Having been built on a Generic Ancient Burial Ground, Phoenix Lake Campground is haunted by various ghosts. They are generally harmless, and for the most part glad to have some company, though pranks and hijinks may occur. Ghosts, like the drones of old, can be NPC'd by anyone. They tend to speak in Gray.

Speaking of drones, there are very few remaining, all of which are the basic hospitality drones rather than the war-ready Security drones. They can still be NPC'd by anyone, but there should never be more than one per player in the area. No more drone swarming. :smallfrown:

Surroundings:

South, by Neon Knight:
[Lake, Southern Shores]

Our descriptive tour starts here, because NK has jurisdiction here.

The southern shore is a gentle slope descending into the waters of the lake, sandy here and there, and perfect for waders and swimmers. There are no high banks along the water, which is normally quite pleasant. Being winter, of course, it is rather chilly. The foliage around the lake isn't prickly or harsh at all, and a free trees provide shade for those inclined to lounge nearby.

[South Meadow]

Immediately south of the central shoreline is a rather nice meadow. Although winter has robbed it of some joy and vitality, [South Meadow] will be a lovely spot for picnics when warmth returns, with soft grass, pretty blooms, and an arrangement of surrounding trees that lets in just enough wind to cool you off in the summer but blocks enough so that the windchill doesn't freeze you.

[South Forest]

As the tree line thickens, conifers and deciduous trees grow in thick clumps, making a patchy canopy overhead. Hiking trails wind through it here and there, but it is mostly overgrown; the southern woods are a more remote and neglected part of the campground.

The bare wooden limbs of the deciduous trees contrast sharply with the continued vitality and life of the firs and other conifers. The elevation gently slopes up the deeper south you go, wit forested hills rising and eventually the great peaks of the mountains forming the southern part of the valley.

North, by EleventhHour:
[Once in a lifetime, you get a new beginning]

GLoG, was blown apart and torn down, those who visited it mourned the loss of such an extravagant building, and for the loss of a landmark they grew up with. When they heard word of it being rebuilt, from almost the ground, people came to see, and to work. The following is an excerpt from a journal of a woman who came to see the new place...

On the northern shores of the lake, 'tis easy to see why they pick such a place. To the south it one range of mountains, sandy beaches and old forgotten trails, on the north side, things are rockier. For example, even as I write this, I stand on the head of a short cliffside some six feet above the glistening blue waters, well they are frozen over with ice at the moment, glittering in the sun, but I can imagine the summer view...

To look around, turning in an eastward fasion, it's easiest to notice the grey mountain peak of the beginning of the northern range, the massive waterfall feeding the lake shining white even from here, there are the forested groves and the low growing holly bushes, some dead for the winter, others still a vibrant green as thier sort dictates. To the north, I will have to travel through the woods, to be looking upon the sights. Coming back 'round to the west, you can see the battered place of old, where a graveyard must have stood, some pitted old pillars and laystones of granite grown over with moss, and pushed aside by saplings.

Upon starting the climb up the hillsides about the mountainous locale, I noticed that where some rockslides had taken the face away from the lower mountain revealing black, midnight cracks into the roots of the world, leading who knows where, and sealed for who knows how long. Ah! I have reached a merry pinnacle, about halfway up those imposing peaks. Oh, 'tis cold, certainly, but any who dare venture up this far are surely in for a treat of wonder. Looking down across the forest, you can see the blackened trees to the west, and the breaks in the treeline where the cabins and lodges stand empty, with the little cleared roads drawing snaked pathes between them.

Up here, you can taste the frigid air, and only the lowest growing bushes are able to grow at all. Miraculously, when I stopped in a little enclave on the side of the hill, heading back down now, there were blueberries growing! In the middle of winter, no less! Unfortunately, there was a storm brewing, and I had no time to stop and wait. One thing did catch my eye though, on the way down, that somehow I couldn't see from the peak, and I have yet to drop by the main lodge itself to see, but from here I could see a tree, massive beyond reason of twisted branches and a trunk easily as large as a house, I would say it was a blue ash, but they couldn't possibly grow so tall...

Island: (by Rebonack)
In the midst of the lake there is a small island. Getting here is a bit of a swim unless other means of transportation are available.

It's generally sandy with more than a few alder trees quite happy to take advantage of the water. Everything is powdered with a light application of snow, disturbed by only the occasional bird footprints. Isn't exactly the sort of location large animals come to.

The place is largely wooded with the occasional granite boulder sticking out of the snow, strange swirling petroglyphs etched into them. And in the middle of the island is a structure of decent size. A low, squat building of stacked stones. Looks to be a crypt of some kind.

Should one step into the barrow...

It's dark inside. And kinda wet. The walls are carved with the same odd swirling sigils that were found on several of the stones outside. In the middle of the ruin lies a huge stone table, ancient glyphs ringing the edge. The slab appears to have broken ages ago, split right down the middle. Several windows allow sunlight to filter in, causing the various stone to cast long shadows.

Or at least they do when the skylights aren't covered in snow.


Buildings:
Main Lodge: This large building contains an industrial kitchen with a cafeteria style serving area, and an open space that was once used as the dining hall. The space is warmed by a massive fireplace. Bunk beds are lined up on one end of the hall, opposite the kitchen, and a few comfy chairs and sofas are beginning to appear around the fireplace as they are procured. The building itself is made of stone.

Bathhouse: This building is divided into the men's and women's bathhouses, with entrances at either end. It has shower stalls, a line of sinks, and toilet stalls in each. By now, the shower curtains have been replaced and the whole area has been scrubbed to cleanliness and usability.

Cabins: Each cabin has 4 rooms, each with shelves and space for three bunk beds. The ones nearest to the lodge have been cleaned out and are habitable, though they lack furniture and any source of heat.

Infirmary:
The outside of the infirmary looks just like all the rest of the buildings. Nothing distinguishes it at all.

But inside, everything is white, with silver highlighting. Even though it doesn't seem possible, when looking from outside, sunlight filters inside. Giving the place a warm feeling with natural light.

A soft, soothing music filters through the whole building and words can barely be heard saying words of healing and comfort, like: "You are going to be okay." "We'll take care of you." "You are dear to us." and so on.

Each room is walled off for a limited amount of privacy, because the pixies know that humans seem to need this. Strange. But it is limited. There are no doors.

Kinda looks like this:
______________________________________
|___/___/___/___/___/___/___/___/___/___|
|__/___/___/___/___/___/___/___/___/___/|
|__________________________________---|
|_\___\___\___\___\___\___\___\___\___\_|
|__\___\___\___\___\___\___\___\___\___\|


Except the angles are more severe, so that people on the other side of the hall can't see into anyone's room. Only someone intentionally looking in, can see you.

There is also a small living area in the back which includes a small kitchen and bedroom among a few other things.




Ghosts:

{table=head]Ghost|Player|Notes
Teenage Prankster|Hyozo|Seems to enjoy tormenting Charity
Bloody gentleman|Hyozo|
Ironbeard|Happyturtle|A dwarven gentleman rake
Lady Anastasia Miranda Ophelia Stuart|Happyturtle|former royal courtesan
Nurse Piper|NPC|Former camp nurse, thinks of the GLoG infirmary as her domain
Lady Phoenix|ThePhantom|the lady in the faded red dress
Vidalia|Lex-kat|Former member of old GLoG
Heather|Happyturtle|Drowned teenage girl
Jase|Happyturtle|teenage boy
[/table]

http://public5.tektek.org/img/av/1001/d10/1026/f540261.png (http://tektek.org/avatar/33956942)


Attention villains:
Conflict is great! It's the heart of any story, and there isn't much to roleplay without it. However, as a player to player courtesy, please check in with the players who are active at any given time before launching an attack. Not everyone wants to roleplay combat scenes, and sometimes there are other things going on (http://www.giantitp.com/comics/oots0497.html) that players don't want to interrupt for a random fight. Either a PM/IM to players, a short post in thread to say ((Mind if I introduce a villain here?)) or a longer post in the OOC thread if it's a larger plot is appreciated.

Also, please don't plan any villainy that will result in destroying the base or having the same effect (poisoning the lake, burning down the forest, etc.)

Base Defences:
So Khiansa goes around the grounds, casting alarm spells around the surrounding woods, and wards against the weaker classes of undead, devil or demon (eg. Those least likely to be PCs :smallwink:), weak wards to limit the strength of destructive magic, and other such weak fields of protection, in order to make things a bit safer in general, before he can eventually go back over and make stronger, more selective wards.
After setting up the wards, he'll start the considerably harder work of magically fortifying the buildings themselves, especially the lodge, weaving spells of protection and strength in between and through the building materials, so that they may better withstand attack.

NB: As part of a continuing effort to move away from DnD and become more freeform, there is no longer any inbuilt organizational capability of 'alignment detection'. Individual PCs may or may not have this ability.



Reference images:

Main lodge:
http://www.campgreenville.org/myimages/img_1464.jpg

GIANT slide:
http://www.campgreenville.org/myimages/historical_4.jpg

The lake:

http://www.campgreenville.org/myimages/img_1545.jpg




***When this thread reaches 50 pages, anyone can make a new GLoG thread, which grants them the right to choose the title and (optional) theme song. Please be willing to keep the cabin list updated, and check that the link to the Nexus OOC thread is current. If you anticipate being away from the forums much during the lifetime of the thread (each thread usually lasts a few weeks) then please let someone else do it.***

[happyturtle]

Archives



GLoG 61: Now with 100% More goblins (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=174011) 31/10/2010 - 19/11/2010
GLoG 60 (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=172330) 18/10/2010 - 31/10/2010
GLoG 59: Now with Trees! (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=171051) 07/10/2010 - 18/10/2010
GLoG 58: Shaken, but not baked (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=166295) 30/08/2010 - 07/10/2010
GLoG 57: Princess Power Trio Plus Protective Parents (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=162251) 31/07/2010 - 30/08/2010
GLoG 56: I had a joke but I forgot it (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=158433) 02/07/2010 - 31/07/2010
GLoG 55: Witty Title And/Or Song Reference (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=155622) 10/06/2010 - 02/07/2010
GLoG 54: Sleeping with the Lights On (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=150343) 26/04/2010 - 10/06/2010
GLoG 53: These are the Days of our Lives. (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=147198) 30/03/2010 - 26/04/2010
GLoG 52: Home of the Next Generation (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=144489) 07/03/2010 - 30/03/2010
GLoG 51 (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=140882) 05/02/2010 - 07/03/2010
GLoG 50: Rife with new Life. (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=139052) 20/01/2010 - 05/02/2010
GLoG 49: Who Ya Gonna Call? (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=137536) 07/01/2010 - 20/01/2010
GLoG 48: From the Ashes (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=135587) 19/12/2009 - 07/01/2010


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GLoG 47: Nothing can stop us. Well, except that. (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=132715) 24/11/2009 - 19/03/2010
GLoG 46: With a Maraschino Cherry On Top. (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=130806) 06/11/2009 - 24/11/2009
GLoG 45: The winds of change be darned! (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?p=7157132#post7157132) 20/10/2009 - 06/11/2009
GLoG 44: Continuity has no place here! (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?p=7083539#post7083539) 09/10/2009 - 20/10/2009
GLoG 43: Behave yourself, Dani! (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=126397) 27/09/2009 - 09/10/2009
GLoG 42: Yes, curtains still get dropped here (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?p=6941877#post6941877) 17/09/2009 - 27/09/2009
GLoG 41: When you're smiling, the world plots against you. (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?p=6846909#post6846909) 02/09/2009 - 17/09/2009
GLoG 40: Now one year old! (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=122892) 27/08/2009 - 02/09/2009
GLoG 39: And there was much rejoicing. (Yay!) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=122072) 20/08/2009 - 27/08/2009
GLoG 38: Pay No Attention to the Computer's Paranoid Ramblings (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?p=6705222) 12/08/2009 - 20/08/2009
GLoG 37: Dysfunction Junction (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?p=6633791#post6633791) 02/08/2009 - 12/08/2009
GLoG 36: Curse You, Dramatic Irony! (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=119462) 26/07/2009 - 02/08/2009
GLoG 35: There shall be happiness!!! (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?p=6534057#post6534057) 20/07/2009 - 26/07/2009
GLoG 34: It gets worse! (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?p=6474253#post6474253) 11/07/2009 - 20/07/2009
GLoG 33: Do you think you can handle it? (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=117222) 04/07/2009 - 11/07/2009
GLoG 32:The Loved and the Lost (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?p=6374234#post6374234) 27/06/2009 - 04/07/2009
GLoG 31: To live defeated and inglorious is to die daily (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=115398) 19/06/2009 - 27/06/2009
GLoG 30: Defying Biology Since 2008! (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=114665) 13/06/2009 - 19/06/2009
GLoG 29: Under New Management (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=114159) 09/06/2009 - 13/06/2009
GLoG 28: The People's Republic of Magtok (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=113550) 06/04/2009 - 09/06/2009
GLoG 27: Pay No Attention to the Thead Behind the Curtain! (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=113096) 31/05/2009 - 06/04/2009
GLoG 26: Now With 100% More Things Trying to Nom You! (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=112530) 25/05/2009 - 31/05/2009
GLoG 25: Mapped out and everythin'! (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?p=6119687#post6119687) 20/05/2009 - 25/05/2009
GLoG 24: This Ain't No House of Cards (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?p=6077066#post6077066) 08/05/2009 - 20/05/2009
GLoG 23: With malice towards none. (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=110243) 27/04/2009 - 08/05/2009
GLoG 22: Ahhhhhh!!!! They're after us!! (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?p=5984825#post5984825) 12/04/2009 - 27/04/2009
GLoG 21: Half of Life, the Universe, and Everything. (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?p=5928981#post5928981) 28/03/2009 - 12/04/2009
GLoG 20: Twenty Times the Awesome (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?p=5841981#post5841981) 03/03/2009 - 28/03/2009
GLoG 19: For those who can't make it over the rainbow (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=104568) 13/02/2009 - 03/03/2009
GLoG 18: It's A Brand New Day (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?p=5718680#post5718680) 31/01/2009 - 13/02/2009
GLoG 17: SMITE CONTINUITY! (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=102962) 23/01/2009 - 31/01/2009
GLoG 16: Built out of 100% recycled babies. That's why we're good. (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?p=5627357#post5627357) 12/01/2009 - 23/01/2009
GLoG 15: Beware the Ides of GLoG. (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?p=5583710) 03/01/2009 - 12/01/2009
GLoG 14: Where Bad Puns Go To Die. (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?p=5556061#post5556061) 29/12/2008 - 03/01/2009
GLoG 13: Bring It On, Omnipotent Beings! (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?p=5515315#post5515315) 21/12/2008 - 29/12/2008
GLoG 12: [Insert Unique and Witty Title Here] (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?p=5424241#post5424241) 06/12/2008 - 21/12/2008
GLoG 11: We Failed Our "Witty Title Check" (DC 3). (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=97041) 23/11/2008 - 06/12/2008
GLoG 10: More Like Good League Of... Of... Crazy (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=95462) 03/11/2008 - 23/11/2008
GLoG 9: Death is no longer cheap (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?p=5148912#post5148912) 22/10/2008 - 03/11/2008
GLoG 8: Thread of Exalted Deeds (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?p=5118364#post5118364) 17/10/2008 - 22/10/2008
GLoG 7: Now Vampire Free! (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=93071) 07/10/2008 - 17/10/2008
GLoG 6: Thread of One Thousand Plots (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=92304) 29/09/2008 - 07/10/2008
GLoG 5: Where Everyone's a Hero (In Their Own Way) (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=91447) 20/09/2008 - 29/09/2008
GLoG 4: Please refrain from kidnapping our members (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=90630) 11/09/2008 - 20/09/2008
GLoG 3: Albeit, we ate the cake with our sporks (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=89767) 02/09/2008 - 11/09/2008
GLoG 2: Now with 30% More Sporks (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=88993) 26/08/2008 - 02/09/2008
The Good League of Good (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=88624) 22/08/2008 - 26/08/2008

[Murkus]

Praetorious undeadtimes, walking around camp and exploring. He's been reading quite a bit lately. Might as well stretch his legs.

[Morty]

Jamie grins. "Alright then. Let's go!"
And she'll, presumably, lead Brinika to the Kitchenette to fix up cookies and nom them.

Cookies are fixed up and enthusiastically nommed.

Reelshka, meanwhile, returns to the campsite.

[The Bushranger]

[Kitchenette]


Cookies are fixed up and enthusiastically nommed.

Reelshka, meanwhile, returns to the campsite.


Jamie, having finished the cookies, fixes a small, more healthy meal for herself and her friend as well. With rice!

---

[Workshop]


"...remembering the actual Monstrance?"

Karen looks at her. "...I might be able to alter it a bit so it's not as enclosing, if that would help..."

"Yes."
Falcon nods, slowly, regaining her composure, and looking over torwards Karen with a nod. "Please do."

[Morty]

[Kitchenette]
Jamie, having finished the cookies, fixes a small, more healthy meal for herself and her friend as well. With rice!


Brinika pokes the rice curiously, having never seen anything like it before. And then she deadtimes, unfortunately.

[Rae Artemi]

Smelling food, a small black kitten pokes it's head into the Kitchenette, before going to Jamie's feet and meowing up at her softly.

[ApeofLight]

Garth is outside swinging his sword about in practice.

[The Bushranger]

Jamie smiles at Brinika, setting a bowl of rice into the preservitive deadtime...

Then jumps, and looks down at the kitten!

...IT'S A CAT. [/Ackbar]

*ahem*

"Oh, hello, are you one of the smart cats?

[Rae Artemi]

Meow meow, mow, meow meow.

Trilby says, pawing at Jamie's feet. He's looks just like a little black kitten should, adorable.

[VampireRot]

Ermine is down by the lake, sleeping on the shore!

...

ZZZzzz... :smallsigh:

Who says catnaps are only for cats? :smalltongue:

[The Bushranger]

Jamie smiles, and grabs a can of tuna fish, opening it, and offering it to the little black cat.

[Reinholdt]

Ermine is down by the lake, sleeping on the shore!

...

ZZZzzz... :smallsigh:

Who says catnaps are only for cats? :smalltongue:

*sneak sneak sneak*

*POUNCE*

Goes Mister Buttons.

[ApeofLight]

Garth sees Ermine and decides to go check on her.

Then she gets pounced by Mister Buttons.

[Rae Artemi]

[Kitchenette]

Trilby Meows happily and hops onto a table.

[VampireRot]

[Lakeshore]

Ermine is pounced on!

"Ahhhr! Gedditoffgedditoff!" :smalleek:

The pirate struggles, but a combination of sleeping-position and the sabretooth's size probably makes her unable to get Mr. Buttons off. And she can't reach into her hat to get a gun out either, which is probably for the best.

The woman's weasel ears twitch as she hears Garth's footsteps.

"Oi! Halp!"

[ApeofLight]

[Lakeshore]

Garth chuckles and heads over to give Mister Buttons scritches behind the ear and move him off Ermine.

[The Bushranger]

[Kitchenette]

"Awww, what a cute little kitty!

...you're not going to cause an apocalypse, are you?" Jamie asks, peering at the tcat.



[Infirmary]

Quinn, meanwhile, seems to have collected everything she needs. :smalltongue:

[Reinholdt]

[Lakeshore]

Well Mister Buttons was going to just lay down and go to sleep on Ermine, but it's really hard to turn down ear scritches. He leans into them and is slowly driven off of her.
*purr purr*

[Infirmary]

Reinholdt's ready.

[Recaiden]

[Infirmary]

Anchor is as ready as she will be.

[ApeofLight]

[Lakeshore]

Garth chuckles a bit more and continues to scratch Mister Buttons until he is off Ermine. He then pets him a bit more and then lets him go.

[FireFox]

[Infirmary]

"He suggested a temple of Polemache's in Korakopolis. Some time's travel away from your kingdom from my understanding."

... Polemache has a temple in Korakopolis? :smallconfused:
See, he doesn't know everything. :smalltongue:
All right, let's get going then. He tries to teleport everyone who wants to come there, to the Vulpan Keep thread.

[VampireRot]

[Lakeshore]

Once able to, Ermine rolls out from under Mister Buttons.

"Ack! Tanks, dat bluddy cat should be kept onn'a leash!"

The pirate glares daggers at the sabretooth, before turning to Garth and flicking her tail.

"Tha name be Ermine. What's yer's?"

[Rae Artemi]

[Kitchenette]

Meow?

Trilby says, tilting it's head quizzically. The little kitten doesn't know what an apocalypse is, apparently.

[ApeofLight]

[Lakeshore]

" Garth, and it's no problem, no need for thanks. " He says and brushes his hands on his pants legs.

[Reinholdt]

Mister Buttons goes to lick Ermine's face, then walk off somewhere else.

[VampireRot]

[Lakeshore]

Ermine nods, and shifts a bit away from Mister Buttons when he tries to lick her face, though he does succeed. She makes an icky face, but keeps her attention on Garth.

"So, what do ye do... arr... 'round 'ere?"

The pirate gestures toward the campsite and cabins.

[ApeofLight]

[Lakeshore]

Garth shrugs. " Not much. I've helped gather firewood and repair the cabins but that's about it. " He says with another shrug.

[VampireRot]

[Lakeshore]

"Har. Not much 'appens 'round 'ere, does it?"

Ermine watches Garth intently, her tail swishing.

[The Bushranger]

[Infirmary]

And off they go!


[Kitchenette]


Meow?

Trilby says, tilting it's head quizzically. The little kitten doesn't know what an apocalypse is, apparently.

"Guess not. You're a good kitty then."
Jamie smiles broadly and tries to scritch Trilby behind the ears.
She has a slightly...calming aura, it seems, with animals.

[ApeofLight]

[Lakeshore]

Garth nods. " It's nice but I keep practicing just in case. Never know when your going to find yourself on the receiving end of a dinosaur attack or something. " He says and lifts his large broadsword easily with a single hand.

[VampireRot]

[Lakeshore]

Ermine eyes the big sword warily.

It's big. And a sword. :smalleek:

"Do dinosaurs usually attack? Cause I've always finked dey was... ya'know, extinct."

[horngeek]

Karen nods, and heads back inside, while Zamira looks at Shrike in concern.

[ApeofLight]

[Lakeshore]

" Well, I've never seen one attack but I have heard that there are dinosaurs that roam the land here in the Nexus. " Garth whips the sword around and back into it's sheath on his back.

Oh, did I mention that Garth is tall, broad and muscular?

[The Bushranger]

[Cabin 8


Karen nods, and heads back inside, while Zamira looks at Shrike in concern.

Falcon, for her part, by now looks more embarassed from having shown weakness than lingering reaction...

"I shouldn't be reacting like that," she mutters.

[VampireRot]

[Lakeshore]

"Huh. Da Nexus is a weird place."

Ermine nods, and looks a bit relieved the giant sword is no longer out.

She's a bit short, has a tail and ears and her clothes are a bit skimpy. Her muscles aren't too big, but she's not flabby either.

[ApeofLight]

[Lakeshore]

Garth nods. And stands there for a second. " Well, it was nice meeting you Ermine. So, unless there is anything else... bye. "

[VampireRot]

[Lakeshore]

Ermine nods.

"Bye, Garth. See'ya round, 'opefully!"

The pirate casts a suspicious look around for any big and sneaky cats, then sits back down on the sand again.

[horngeek]

Zamira hugs her. "It's all right... we'll see what Karen can do."

[The Bushranger]

[Cabin 8]

And Falcon hugs back, tightly.

"I shouldn't be so weak..." she mutters, even as she holds the hug for as long as Zamira will let her.

[Reinholdt]

[Lakeshore]

If you consider Butler big and sneaky perhaps.

"Hi ma'am. How're you ma'am?"

[ApeofLight]

Garth goes off and starts to practice with his sword again.

[VampireRot]

[Lakeshore]

Eeek! :smalleek: It's a big an- oh, it's Butler.

Ermine leaps up to grin at Butler, tail swishing.

"Hi Butler! I've been good, though I did get sat on by'a gurt big kitty."

[Reinholdt]

[Lakeshore]

Butler's ear twitches.
"Someone who isn't me ma'am?" :smalltongue:

[Rae Artemi]

Trilby receives the scratches happily. He doesn't need calmed, he's a cool kitty, and all he wants is cuddles and food, really, why should he be mad when he's getting one of those things? Oh, and he's digging in, of course.

[VampireRot]

[Lakeshore]

Ermine giggles.

"Of course it wasn't ye. I wouldn't mind if'n it were ye, cause ye aren't nearly as heavy as a tiger. An' ye're cuter too."

[horngeek]

[Cabin 8]

And Falcon hugs back, tightly.

"I shouldn't be so weak..." she mutters, even as she holds the hug for as long as Zamira will let her.

It'll be held for a long time, then. :smalltongue:

"You're not weak I can... understand it perfectly."

[Reinholdt]

[Lakeshore]

Ermine giggles.

"Of course it wasn't ye. I wouldn't mind if'n it were ye, cause ye aren't nearly as heavy as a tiger. An' ye're cuter too."

"An actual Tiger ma'am?" :smalleek:

"And thanks ma'am. You too ma'am." :smallsmile:

[VampireRot]

[Lakeshore]

"Nah, it wasn't a stripey tiger. It was a sabretoothed tiger!"

Ermine grins at the compliment, blushing just a tiny bit.

And her player wants to bap her on the head for calling sabretoothed cats tigers. :smallyuk: Not everyone can be edumacated I guess. >.>

[Reinholdt]

[Lakeshore]

Sabretooth Tiger? It kinda is a tiger, isn't it? :smallconfused:

"Wow ma'am! Just like in those dinosaur stories ma'am!" :smallbiggrin:

[happyturtle]

Lakeshore

*click*

*click* *click* *click*

I believe that's Moff, with a hi-spec camera, taking photos of Butler. And not being at all sneaky about it. :smallsigh:

[VampireRot]

[Lakeshore]

They're not closely related to tigers at all. Closest living relative would be Clouded Leopards I think, though still by a good margin. The line is mostly gone. :smallconfused:

Ermine nods.

"Yup! Garth said dere are dinosaurs here too, so that explains it. I wonder if there are any cavemen."

Is it unusual to restrain yourself from murdering your own uneducated character? >.>

The pirate turns in confusion to the Moff and his camera.

Then grins and poses. :smalltongue:

[Reinholdt]

[Lakeshore]

I don't think so.

"Maybe ma'am." Butler doesn't know if they clean up after themselves though.

"We're getting our picture taken ma'am? You should have told me ma'am." :smallsmile:

Butler turns and poses as well. Though his is likely more of a friendly smile pose than what Ermine's likely doing.

He does wave at Moff first though. "Hi Moff sir!"

((And deadtimes for about half an hour))

[happyturtle]

Lakeshore

Well Moff would rather have photos of just Butler, but Ermine is cute enough that he doesn't mind having her in them as well.

"Work it, baby, work it." :smallbiggrin:

[VampireRot]

[Lakeshore]

Ermine isn't quite sure who the Moff is referring too, but "works it" anyway. Whatever that means. Luckily for the Moff, she also tries to instruct Butler in this mystical art of picture "posing". :smallwink:

"So, dis bloke's Moff? I dunno bout dat... Seems more loike a The ta me, the Moff."

:smalltongue:

[Reinholdt]

[Lakeshore]

Butler looks around. "Work what sir? Does something need cleaned sir?" :smallconfused:

But then Ermine instructs him on posing. Butler plays along and poses how Ermine instructs. However that would be.

"I guess he's The Moff ma'am."

[happyturtle]

Lakeshore

"Gorgeous. Just perfect. Now let me get some solo shots of each of you."

The Moff has A Plan.

And this plan will have him taking photos for hours (unless his models get bored or tired and abscond) while pulling down different background screens out of toonspace to vary up the scenery. Oh and various costumes as well, though always keeping Butler shirtless. He might get a hat or some different color shorts or something.

((deadtime))

[VampireRot]

[Lakeshore]

"Ooookay."

Ermine is a bit miffed by the random photographer showing up and taking pictures for hours, but it is the Moff. Also, the pirate loves the attention and enjoys helping "dress" up Butler. :smalltongue:

[Reinholdt]

[Lakeshore]

I don't think Butler gets tired easily. All that working and cleaning and walking all the time gives him quite a bit of stamina.

So Butler poses. And puts on hats. And takes off shorts to put on shorts. And poses some more.

"I don't even see the SPGT's you're using sir." To get all the background scenes. It's strange.

[happyturtle]

Lakeshore

((okay, one last post))

"Just need you both to sign this." he says, pulling out a contract giving him all the rights to the photos in impenetrable legalese. "Don't worry, I'll be back in a few days with the finished product." :smallbiggrin:

Once they sign (assuming they do), he'll tip his hat, and run off, cackling madly.

[Reinholdt]

[Lakeshore]

Butler happily signs without reading it. Big words are hard anyways. He'd probably sign anything without reading it if someone asked him to.

"Thanks Moff sir. I look forward to seeing them sir." :smallsmile:

He waves goodbye as The Moff leaves.

[ApeofLight]

Garth continues his practice with his sword on camp grounds.

[VampireRot]

[Lakeshore]

Ermine looks at the contract with beady weasel eyes, scanning the paper thoroughly.

Hmmm...

Yes! There's a word! "The"! She knows "the"! :smallbiggrin: The pirate concludes that any document containing the word "the" is probably legit.

So she takes the writing utensil given and doodles a little pawprint on the signature line. The pawprint is rather... perfectly drawn.

[Reinholdt]

[Lakeshore]

"I hope I did alright ma'am."
Butler looks at the discarded props and clothes and starts cleaning them up.

[VampireRot]

[Lakeshore]

"Ye sure did!"

Ermine watches the cleaning up for a while, before wandering off with a look of adventure on her face.

The pirate makes her way toward the small shed thingie where the boats are kept... :smalleek: :smalltongue:

[Reinholdt]

[Lakeshore]

You mean the only building that has stuff left in GLoG even worth stealing? :smalltongue:
Surely there are some drugs in the Infirmary worth something...

Butler finishes cleaning up! And returns. And looks around.
"Where'd you go ma'am?" :smallconfused:
Huh.

[VampireRot]

[Lakeshore]

Ermine opens the door and surveys the boats. She seems unimpressed by the canoes and paddleboats.

"Bah. Guess dey wouldn't be able ta git a big boat on da lake."

She grabs a generic rowboat and drags it outside and into the water. Butler gets waved at.

"Over 'ere! Got's a boat!" :smallbiggrin:

[Reinholdt]

[Lakeshore]

Oh there she is! Butler waves!
"Great ma'am! Now you can plunder and go on adventures and fight ninja ma'am!" :smallsmile:
I don't think Butler has ANY idea what the word plunder means.

((deadtime))

If Ermine wants, Butler will join her on the boat and row for her.

[VampireRot]

[Lakeshore]

Ermine beckons Butler over, wanting him to get in the boat. She wouldn't make him row though, as the pirate misses the sea and does it herself.

"Ay! Gotta watch out fer dem darn ninjas everywhere." :smallyuk:

Ermine seems very happy to be on a boat again. :smallsmile:

[Morty]

[Lake]

Brinika is skipping rocks on the lake. Her player will actually start RPing her in PACK later, when a new class starts or something.

[Main Cabin]

Reelshka is studying blueprints. An entire table is covered with them.

[Falgorn]

An somewhat-elderly man approaches, one that looks to be in his late 50s or early 60s. He walks on the support of a cane, make of what looks to be oak bark. He rubs his wrinkled forehead, his hands shaking. His hair is completely gray, and he has a small beard on his chin. His clothes suggest that he is neither rich nor poor, somewhere in the middle, without the worries of the wealthy or the beggar. He slowly approaches, taking his time to admire nature's beauty.

[billtodamax]

[Lake]

Brinika is skipping rocks on the lake. Her player will actually start RPing her in PACK later, when a new class starts or something.

[Main Cabin]

Brinika is studying blueprints. An entire table is covered with them.

The Brinika in the main cabin is likely to have a very suspicious dwarf approach her.

What do you have there? She asks, hands clutching her crossbow, which is fully loaded, and is about three inches away from pointing at the goblin.

Still, she'd been told that there was a goblin who didn't want to kill them somewhere in camp, and this one wasn't running around and breaking things.

[Morty]

The goblin at the main cabin is, in fact, Reelshka. Her player is just stupid and types in wrong names.
She looks up and glares at the dwarf. I'd appreciate it if you didn't point a crossbow at me.

[billtodamax]

It's not quite pointing at you! The dwarf protests. See? Perfectly reasonable. She walks a little closer to Reelshka, fairly confident in her ability to take an un-armed un-armoured foe in close combat with a heavy steel crossbow.

She tries to get a look at the blueprints by looking over the table, a rather fruitless endeavour when you're that short.

[Morty]

While the dwarf may be short, so is Reelshka, and she chose a very short table. She will see that the blueprints contain various structures to be built on a mountain slope.
Yes, because three inches make such a great difference. She keeps glaring.

[billtodamax]

Alright alright. She says, lowering the crossbow. She peers closer at some of the drawings. You sure that building's getting enough support? She asks. And how are you going to protect yourselves if you're that spread out?

[Morty]

Reelshka looks down at the blueprints, a bit preplexed by the shift in conversation. Those are preliminary sketches. I don't have precise data about the mountain yet. As for protection, the buildings above ground are going to be contained to a single area and used occasionally.

[billtodamax]

Well, I suppose you could do it like that. The dwarf says. If you don't specifically need sunlight for it, then why bother though? The dwarf asks. I'd just dig some room for them, personally, although you could construct something, as long as the entrance was underground.

[Morty]

Some rooms are better off above ground. Like wolf pens, for instance, or emergency exits.

[billtodamax]

Emergency exits? But that's just asking people to sneak in and steal your children! The dwarf complains, before realising that goblins probably don't need to worry about goblins stealing their children. You could just keep the wolfpens near the main entrance. Maybe devise a bridge system to force invaders to walk through it...

((Sorry for the late reply, was having a shower and combing hair.))

[Morty]

I do hope stealing children won't be a widespread problem, Reelshka says dryly. And emergency exits are rather necessary if we don't want to suffocate. A bridge system is worth considering, I suppose.

[billtodamax]

Okay then. The dwarf says, sounding skeptical. Your plan I suppose. I'd shove a couple of chimneys on for ventiliation personally, and surround them with walls and cover them with a grate. The dwarf says. Where are you building this anyway?

[Morty]

Emergency exits are still required. This way we won't be trapped if something goes wrong. And we're building it in one of the mountains near the place called Glass Citadel. All goblins from Inside will move there.

[billtodamax]

Alright then. Good mineral deposits up there, or is it just a proximity thing? She asks. There'd probably be some good stuff up there. Mountains are usually good like that.

[Morty]

Our cavecrawlers say there's a gold vein there, in fact. Which is why we're moving there. The neighbourhood isn't too nice otherwise. They say the necromancer living in Glass Citadel really hates goblins.
((Deadtime.))

[Murkus]

Praetorious emerges from his cabin looking ready for travel, slinging a ragged pack over his shoulder and heading for the infirmary. He needs to speak with Quinn before he departs.

[Reinholdt]

[Lakeshore]

Ermine beckons Butler over, wanting him to get in the boat. She wouldn't make him row though, as the pirate misses the sea and does it herself.

"Ay! Gotta watch out fer dem darn ninjas everywhere." :smallyuk:

Ermine seems very happy to be on a boat again. :smallsmile:

Butler is on the boat!
He peers over the edge to see if he can see any fish.

"Where are we going ma'am?"

[VampireRot]

[Lake]

Ermine looks around. They're on a lake. A lake. :smallfrown:

"Arr... No where, really. Jus' round the lake."

The pirate starts rowing, around the lake! There's a pretty view of the water and surrounding forest at least.

"Dere any fishin' poles on dis boat?"

[Reinholdt]

[Lake]

"Right here ma'am." Butler hands Ermine a fishing pole! Whaddya know?

[VampireRot]

[Lake]

"Tanks Butler!"

Ermine grins at Butler and takes the fishing pole. She takes a shiny lure-like thingy and hooks it, before casting out onto the lake.

[Reinholdt]

[Lake]

"Tanks Butler!"

Ermine grins at Butler and takes the fishing pole. She takes a shiny lure-like thingy and hooks it, before casting out onto the lake.

A fish bites!
Wait... no it doesn't. These things take time, don't they? :smallconfused:

Butler hasn't really gone fishing in a very very long time, so works on his pole a bit.

[VampireRot]

[Lake]

Indeed they do!

Ermine sits back with the pole, reeling it in and casting it again repeatedly. Cause that's what you do with a non-organic lure, I think.

She is very patient, though this is only brought about by being in a boat again. If it were on land or if she was still living on one, the pirate would give up after a couple of casts.

[Reinholdt]

[Lake]

Butler finally gets his cast! And manages to not hook himself when doing so.
He leaves it out though.

I imagine a fish bites Ermine's line eventually.
That or the mermaid gets pissed off.

[VampireRot]

[Lake]

Ermine grins, her small fangs clenched, and yanks hard on the pole while reeling in. The fish thrashes in the water as she pulls it in. But its just a trout (or any other Generic Freshwater Fish), and cannot match the pirate's strength and technology.

"Gotcha! Be ye a talker 'r food?"

This question is posed to the fish struggling on the line in midair, as she reaches out to grab it. She is from a universe where many animals can talk. :smalltongue:

[happyturtle]

Nah, she's not protective of the fish. And the hooks aren't exactly dangerous. If they were fishing with massive nets, that would be different.

[Reinholdt]

[Lake]

Ermine grins, her small fangs clenched, and yanks hard on the pole while reeling in. The fish thrashes in the water as she pulls it in. But its just a trout (or any other Generic Freshwater Fish), and cannot match the pirate's strength and technology.

"Gotcha! Be ye a talker 'r food?"

This question is posed to the fish struggling on the line in midair, as she reaches out to grab it. She is from a universe where many animals can talk. :smalltongue:

"What ma'am?" :smallconfused:
"I don't think the fish is trying to take our food at all ma'am."

[VampireRot]

[Lake]

"I said "talk", hun. Ye missed the "el" in dere."

... :smallconfused: :smalltongue:

Since the fish is not sentient, Ermine bonks it on the head with an oar and places it on the floor of the boat.

Fishing, the pirate way!

[Reinholdt]

[Lake]

"Oh... sorry ma'am." :smallredface: :smallfrown:
That happens.

"Why did you do that ma'am?" Poor fish...
>>
Looks tasty though.

[VampireRot]

[Lake]

"Oh, ta put it out o' its misery. I mean, we are gunna eat it, fish's tasty. Leavin' it floppin' ta die o' air-drownin' would just be mean."

Also in case the fish flopped out of the boat. Ermine's not losing no food. :smallyuk:

She casts again.

[Rae Artemi]

[Lake]

Relatively quickly, Ermine should feel something tugging on her line.

[Reinholdt]

[Lake]

"I don't think the fish hoards much gold ma'am." Silly miser fish.

Butler casts again!

[VampireRot]

[Lake]

"Dat time you put an "el" in. I said "misery", not "miserly"." :smalltongue:

Ermine giggles and yanks hard on the rod to hook any fish that might just be nibbling on the hook. Then she starts reeling the line in.

[Rae Artemi]

[Lake]

And Ermine caught a kitten!

Meow meow mew mow meow meow!

Trilby is wriggling around with the hook stuck in his tail. Aww, poor kitty...

[VampireRot]

[Lake]

"Trilby?!" :smalleek:

Ermine eeks, pulls the line up, and tries to separate the hook from the kitten worriedly.

"What were ye doin' in da water loike that ye daft kitteh?!" :smallconfused::smalleek:

[Reinholdt]

[Lake]

:smalleek:
Butler moves to get the hook out of the cat.
"What were you doing in the lake sir?" Poor kitty.

Ermine how could you? :smallannoyed:
Course Butler doesn't feel that way.

[Rae Artemi]

[Lake]

Meow meow mow. Meow mew mow. Mowr mewr meow. Meow?

If butler can understand feline, he should be able to translate that into "I was hungry. I like fish. The lake has fish. Cuddles please?" The hole in his tail from the hook heals pretty quickly once it's out, and Trilby will sit down in Ermine's lap.

[Reinholdt]

[Lake]

Butler does not understand cat. That seems to be a Nadas and Reinholdt trick only.
He will reach out to pet the kitty though.
"Are you alright sir?"

[VampireRot]

[Lake]

"Don't go in da water Trilby! Ye nevar know how big da fish can git, an' I wouldn't want ye aten by a gurt sea monster!" :smalleek:

Ermine huggles Trilby to her chest.

[Rae Artemi]

[Lake]

Trilby may be able to beat a sea monster in a fight. Or at least, survive an encounter with one. He's a tough stretchy kitty. One who is being petted and huggled and loving it. Meowing happily, Trilby Cuddles Ermine right back, wrapping his tail around her and nuzzling into her chest.

[Reinholdt]

[Lake]

"He's cute isn't he ma'am?" :smallsmile:
Kinda wet though, right?

[VampireRot]

[Lake]

"Yus, 'e is! Jus' loike you." :smallsmile::smallwink:

Ermine giggles some more and pets Trilby while snuggling him. She doesn't mind the water at all. It's one of those things pirates are immune to, as you're usually damp all the time on a "real" ocean.

[Rae Artemi]

[Lake]

Well, yeah, Trilby is wet, but he's a short haired cat, so he should be dry quickly enough. After the snuggling and stuff is done, Trilby will start meowing a lot and putting his tail near Ermine's hands. I think he wants her to grab on.

[Reinholdt]

[Lake]

"Awww... thanks ma'am. I think you're real cute too ma'am." ^^

Butler pets Trillby some more. Then deadtimes for a bit.

[Murkus]

Infirmary

Praetorious is there, knocking loudly. He looks like he's ready to leave somewhere, carrying a heavy pack. "Quinn. I need to discuss something."

[VampireRot]

[Lake]

Ermine grins, glowing in the compliment.

Raising an eyebrow, she grabs Trilby's tail.

[Rae Artemi]

[Lake]

Trilby jumps into the water, his tail stretching out as he does so. In a few moments, he comes up with a small fish in his mouth, and he deposits it next to Ermine.

Meow!

[VampireRot]

[Lake]

"Holy C-

Carp!" :smalleek:

Ermine stares at Trilby, and the fish he caught, in wonder.

"Ye can stretch! Dat's not normal fer kittens!"

[The Bushranger]

[Lakeshore]

Jamie, meanwhile, has returned to the lakeshore, where she's working on finishing her painting as the shadows grow long and the sun starts to set.

[Rae Artemi]

Meow?

Trilby says, tilting his head. Every cat he knew could stretch. Granted, he only really knew the other kittens from his litter and his momma, but still. It's not like a stretchy cat is any more unusual than a shapeshifting talking Ermine lady. He starts eating the fish he caught, anyway.

[VampireRot]

[Lake]

Ermine doesn't know this. :smalltongue:

"Huh. Everyting's magic round 'ere I guess. It'd be borin' if it wasn't."

The pirate eyes the fish warily, expecting them to do something. She casts again, starting the cast-reel in-cast cycle once more.

[Rae Artemi]

[Lake]

Of course she doesn't. :smalltongue:

Trilby's just happily munching on his fish. When he finishes, he'll sit down and meow contentedly.

[FireFox]

A young brown haired man, wearing pants and a tunic of muted earth tones, walks up to the main lodge with the air of a reluctant messenger.

[The Bushranger]

[Lakeshore>Main Lodge]

The reluctant messenger might spot the little red-haired girl approaching the lodge from the direction of the lake, a painter's beret on her head, an artist's case in one hand and a canvas tucked under her arm.

[FireFox]

The man smiles at the girl and holds the door to the main lodge open for her.

[The Bushranger]

"Oh, hi there, sir."
Jamie smiles politely, as she goes to head inside.
"Um, are you new here? Are you looking for somebody?"

He might find her voice familiar. Or not.

[FireFox]

I'm looking for the leader of this group, actually. Do you know where, uh, he or she is? He follows her inside.

[The Bushranger]

"Oh! That'd be my mom, Quinn. But I think she's busy right now. I can take a message for you, if you like?" Jamie says, as she sets the canvas down carefully, revealing the picture: Jamie and all her friends standing by the lake. Young!Kevin happens to be among the people featured. While Jamie is no budding maestro when it comes to painting, she's not half-bad.

[FireFox]

Um, I'm supposed to talk with the leader about a relationship or... dialogue with my kingdom. The man frowns, his gut telling him something is not quite right. Your mom is the leader here?

[The Bushranger]

Jamie nods emphatically. "Yeah, she is. Well, kinda by default, I heard her talking about wanting to set up a leadership council but for now she's President of the Good League of Good," the little red-haired girl says.

[FireFox]

Okay. Well, when she comes back, could you tell her that a, what's the word, an envoy from Vulpania stopped by?

[The Bushranger]

Jamie starts to nod - then blinks in surprise.

"Vulpania? We've been there!" she says excitedly. "I think so, anyway. It's a really nice place!"

[FireFox]

The man stops and stares at her in surprise. He knew something was off... You have?

[The Bushranger]

Jamie continues nodding like a bobblehead doll. :smalltongue:

"Yeah! Mom and Dad went there on their honeymoon and I stayed with some friends of theirs," she explains.

Blushing a little.

[FireFox]

Oh... He furrows his brow and tries to remember something. Who did you say your dad was, again? :smallconfused:

[The Bushranger]

"Tobias Druid," Jamie says simply (and rather proudly).

dun Dun DUN!

[FireFox]

He stares at her wordlessly for a long time, trying to figure out just what's going on. His first thought is that Tobias had an affair and is keeping his other family here. It wouldn't be a surprise to find that he lived a double life. But then... why send him here to find out?
Finally, he clears his throat and doubletakes as a new thought occurs to him. Wait... Jamie? :smallconfused::smalleek:

[The Bushranger]

Woudn't that be a triple life by now?

Jamie's own eyes widen a bit as she nods. "Yeah, that's me! Jamie Misaki Catherine Druid," she says, sounding very surprised. "Do I know you?" she asks, looking the young man over carefully. "What's your name?"

[FireFox]

The man turns as pale as marble and weakly casts out for a chair to sit on. I... why are you so young?

[The Bushranger]

There is, thankfully, a nearby chair for Kevin to collapse into!

"Huh? Most people comment on how old I look!"
NPCs do, anyway...
...then Jamie registers the paleness. "Oh, no! Are you OK? Do you need a glass of water, Mr...?"

[FireFox]

You looks exactly the same now as the last time I saw you, over a decade ago... He shakes his head slowly and stares at her in disbelief. I'm Kevin Sciano... but you knew me as Kevin Smith...

[The Bushranger]

In a flash, Jamie's eyes are as wide as saucers. And her hand flies to her mouth in shock.
"K-kevin?" she stammers, grabbing hold of the table as she nearly faints (she is Quinn's daughter, after all). "How? What happened to you?"

[FireFox]

I grew up. He discretely pinches his wrist to make sure he's not dreaming. You, apparently, didn't.

[The Bushranger]

"But...it's just been normal time!" Jamie says, still looking stunned. "Oh, Kevin..."

She blushes, looking down.

[FireFox]

Kevin gets an idea! Don't strain yourself, big guy. Wait, what do your dad's eyes look like?

[The Bushranger]

Jamie looks back up, looking confused. "Huh? What's that have to do with anything?"

...but she describes Young!Toby's eyes nontheless.

[FireFox]

Well, a few years ago, in my time, Tobias did some sort of ritual on himself that changed his eyes. So I guess, somehow, your whole family is in the wrong time. This is just too confusing for the country boy.

[The Bushranger]

And it's very confusing to Jamie too!
She drops into a seat, folding her hands in her lap and looking down at them.

"But how could we be in the wrong time? I know you! You're...young." Her cheeks color again.

[FireFox]

Hmm... He ventures a tentative hypothesis. Do you know how the Nexus has portals and connections to all sorts of places? Maybe it's also connected to different times, and you came here from one of them.

[The Bushranger]

"Well, maybe - but I was born here," Jamie protests, shaking her head and looking back up. "Maybe you fell though one...?"

[FireFox]

I've been in HALO for over a year, and... um... my... king... He isn't sure what she all knows right now. Told me to establish relationships with the other organizations.

[The Bushranger]

Jamie can't help but giggle a little. "Yeah, I know he's King. And that makes me a Princess, right? But it's a secret." She then turns serious. "So...um...how does that work, anyway? That I'm here and you're here but you're also there and..."

She trails off, lest his head a splode.

[FireFox]

I really don't know. But, it doesn't matter, so there's no point thinking about it. Spoken like a true salt-of-the-earth type.

[The Bushranger]

"I guess, yeah." Jamie nods. "But...if you're here, and you didn't recognise me or anything...does that mean you don't know the me from when you're from?"

[FireFox]

No, I do... But you were just a little kid then. And, for some strange reason, I can't remember what happened to you or your mom. He shrugs. Probably just because, in your time, it hasn't happened yet.

[The Bushranger]

"Temporal Mechanics? I hate it," Jamie says emphatically. "But, what I meant was...you don't know a grown-up me, so...that means, when you're from..."

She blushes, looking away.

[FireFox]

Oh, yeah. Kevin copies her movement. Your dad's sort of with another woman...

[The Bushranger]

At this point, Jamie sticks her fingers in her ears.

"Lalalacanthearyoudontwannaknow!"

:smalltongue:

[FireFox]

Kevin looks pained; he wouldn't either, in her place.

[The Bushranger]

((Eep. Sorry I missed this HG))

[Cabin 8]


It'll be held for a long time, then. :smalltongue:

"You're not weak I can... understand it perfectly."

"You can? But still...I should be stronger!"

---

[Main Lodge]

After a moment, Jamie removes her fingers from her ears.
"Sorry. So. This is awkward," she says, giggling a little.

[horngeek]

"No one's perfect. I don't think I could have resisted either in your place..."

[FireFox]

Uh... Yeah... Kevin laughs.

[The Bushranger]

[Cabin 8]

"Well, yes. But I shoudn't be reacting this way now," Falcon protests.


[Main Lodge]

Jamie also has to giggle at the absurdity of it all. "So, um, do you want me to take down a message for mom when she gets back?"

[horngeek]

"It's been almost three years, and I still have nightmares about being buried, and they still occasionally wake me up, screaming, sometimes. It's been... what? A couple of months for you?"

[FireFox]

Well, I would just tell her that GLoG has the support of Vulpania if they need it, but... He laughs again. I'm guessing you all ready knew that.

[The Bushranger]

[ML]

Jamie giggles.

"Probably, yeah. But I'll make sure she knows that."
Jamie smiles broadly, glad to be on a slightly less awkward subject.


[C8]

"...I suppose you have a point..." Falcon allows.
...before trying to hug Zamira tightly, and bury her face in her shoulder.

[horngeek]

Zamira hugs Shrike back! "...if you want, I could try to help you get the fear of enclosure under control... Long Tooth does have one method that might help."

[The Bushranger]

[C8]

"Oh? And what would that be?" Falcon asks, trying not to show too much hope in her voice.

[horngeek]

Zamira sighs. "Limited exposure, with me always being there to release you at anytime. Slowly building up. It's... not going to be fun, but it's probably the quickest way I know."

[The Bushranger]

Falcon sighs as well, and slowly nods.

"Another way...might be if, well, you were inside with me," she says.

[horngeek]

"For the first few goes, maybe. Then again, you would need someone to release you."

{{Now deadtime}}

[The Bushranger]

Falcon nods, falling quiet, and looking thoughtful.

(('night HG))

[horngeek]

Zamira looks at her. "I'd probably leave your head uncovered at first. Basically, me being in there with you would be difficult, but you would know I'm there."

[Rae Artemi]

[Denim Cabin]

Rae teleports in, presumably followed by Andy, and heads for one of the two rooms that aren't bedrooms. He opens the door to reveal... a bathroom. Huh. Well, anyway, he proceeds to the sink, and places his left hand onhis sleeve, withdrawing a blue bladed dagger.

Time to go.

He says, bringing the dagger up and through his right wrist.

[Zefir]

[Denim Cabin]

"Something I could do to help?"
Andy creates a little shild to protecct himself of splash blood.

[Rae Artemi]

Huh? Oh, yeah, I think there is. Go grab me some grass from outside, I don't think I can concentrate enough to shift the denim what with the pain of cutting off my hand.

Rae says, drawing a sheet of blue denim from his jacket and putting it under the faucet. He snaps his fingers, and water starts running from the dark blue spout, the sheet darkening as it is hit by the water.

[Zefir]

[Denim Cabin]

"Hmm I am not sure about grass but I could go bring you some narcotics. you need to make your doctor to build body replacements."

And Andy goes for the Infirmary

[Rae Artemi]

No, Andy, I need actual grass. The green stuff that grows everywhere? I'm doing magic, and that's one of the things I need for it to work.

Rae says, a little annoyed, before taking a strip of black denim from his pants and pressing it into the sheet in the sink. The sheet's color darkens until it is a nearly black shade of dark blue.

[Zefir]

"Oh! you have to say that the first time. You know I am not firm with magic and at the Uni they meaned the grass you can smoke."

Andy goes to the next window and shoots his arm down. It graps the grass and Andy drew it back on some metal strings.

[ThePhantom]

Outside

"Um, help. Someone, help."

Marley, what did you do this time? Oh great, you tried to put up two covers, and tried to support them both with rope. Now you got yourself tried up with both ropes, and struck in midair.

[Rae Artemi]

Yeah, I don't do that kind of stuff.

Rae says, taking the grass and pressing it onto the sheet of denim in the sink. The denim gains some green, and then Rae blows on it, turning it white, like he did in Trog's. He then looks at his right arm, which already healed and is now a stump.

Well, looks like I'm in for some more pain again.

Rae says, cutting off the end of the stump and thrusting it, still bleeding, into the sheet of white denim in the sink. He brings his arm up, and the sheet stays on and forms itself into the shape of his right hand.

Well, now we wait a while, and I should have my hand back. Want to see if we can find Liara so that you can show her your new tricks?

[horngeek]

Liara is around! Could be found. :smallsmile:

[Rae Artemi]

And so she is, but not by Rae and Andy. She should find a certain kitten meowing up at her, a little damp from swimming to shore from the boat Ermine and Butler were on.

[horngeek]

"Awww... hello, there. Do you want me to dry you off?"

[Rae Artemi]

Mew mew.

Trilby says, shaking himself off, and rubbing up against Liara's legs.

[horngeek]

Liara smiles as she gets a towel, and will dry Trilby off.

[Rae Artemi]

And now there is a dry Trilby! Yay! He's also all poofy as he tries to climb around on Liara for a while.

[ThePhantom]

"Hello? Help!"

Marley is still stuck.

[The Bushranger]

[C8]


Zamira looks at her. "I'd probably leave your head uncovered at first. Basically, me being in there with you would be difficult, but you would know I'm there."

"Well...I was thinking something along the lines of starting in something...other than that thing at first. Slightly larger enclosure, but I guess that would work too," Falcon says.

((Where is Marley?))

[Reinholdt]

[Ermine's phone]

Is ringing!
*bring bring bring bring*

[ThePhantom]

Outside

"Um, help. Someone, help."

Marley, what did you do this time? Oh great, you tried to put up two covers, and tried to support them both with rope. Now you got yourself tried up with both ropes, and struck in midair.

Outside, in the crossroads between trails to the cabins, currently tied up in the air.

[Recaiden]

"Help?"
"Are you not sufficiently restrained by the current arrangement?"
Asks a helpful mainframebot coming upon Marley.

[horngeek]

Zamira nods, and gets out the tape. "Do you want to start now?"

----

Liara is climbed on, and giggles.

[ThePhantom]

"Great, one of the surviving one is stupid."

Marley stretchs, being one of the few things he can do right now.

"Untie me."

[Recaiden]

"You appear to lack a functional sense of humor." It observes. It will step over to the ropes and carefully, slowly, untie them.

[The Bushranger]

((Oooh, I think I know that bot. :smalltongue:))

[Cabin 8]

Falcon bites her lip, and nods.
"Yeah. Might be a good idea. And if it's fun, well..." she chuckles.

[horngeek]

Zamira chuckles, and will start to wrap Shrike up! Keeping an eye on her anxiety levels, and stopping at her shoulders. "That all right?"

[ThePhantom]

Marley is untied, and lands on the ground.

"Urgh. Being tied up and struck in the air makes it so you don't find many things funny."

[Rae Artemi]

Trilby climbs up, and sits between Liara's ears, his tail hanging down over her shoulder, looking around to see what he can see. 'Tis fun being a Trilby on someone's head.

[Recaiden]

((You do! :smalltongue:))

"Humor and restriction of movement are usually independent of each other."
"Exceptions include a humorous state of being tied."
"Perhaps you have a poor sense of balance, and it impairs your thoughts."

[ThePhantom]

(deadtime)

[Recaiden]

The robot turns stiffly and walks away, towards the city.

[The Bushranger]

((~_^))

[Cabin 8]

Falcon is wrapped up, and looks a bit uncertain, but not overly so, but she's relieved when it stops at her shoulders.
"I...think I'll be fine this way, Z," she says quietly with a ghost of a smile.

[VampireRot]

[Ermine's phone]

Is ringing!
*bring bring bring bring*

[Lake]

Ermine puts down her fishing pole and reaches into her hat. She takes out a pink cell phone, which is blaring Caramelldansen. :smalltongue:

She flips it open, and puts it in an awkward position between her ears and mouth.

"Hullo?"

[horngeek]

Zamira nods, and snuggles up to Shrike. "Okay. This time, I'll leave it like that for a while, then."

----

Well, Trilby might get a good view from up there. And petting from Liara. :smalltongue:

[Reinholdt]

[Lake]

Ermine puts down her fishing pole and reaches into her hat. She takes out a pink cell phone, which is blaring Caramelldansen. :smalltongue:

She flips it open, and puts it in an awkward position between her ears and mouth.

"Hullo?"

"Hey. This is Ermine right? You made me promise to call you if there was some Treasure Hunting to be had. Consider this your one freebie." Reinholdt doesn't usually share Treasure Hunting opportunities, so she only gets this opportunity from Reinholdt once.

[VampireRot]

[Lake]

"Ay, hai Reinholdt! Ye've found sum treasure ta hunt down?"

Ermine's tail quivers and her eyes light up, though Reinholdt can not actually see this of course.

"Do ye need me ta help ye?"

He voice should betray the pirate's excitement, however.

[The Bushranger]

[Cabin 8]


Zamira nods, and snuggles up to Shrike. "Okay. This time, I'll leave it like that for a while, then."

Falcon nods, snuggles back, and debats pulling the curtain for...better snuggling. :smalltongue:

((Heading off in a few))

[Reinholdt]

[Lake]

"Don't be silly. I've been doing this for years. I'm past the point of needing bai-... partners."

"I am offering a chance for you to come and help me anyways. Plenty of loot to go around if my sources are right."

[Rae Artemi]

Yaaaay, petting! Trilby is a happy kitty! On someone's head, getting petted, this is the life. Now if only he had a fish. Waitaminute, he does! Just let him... get his tail up here... and unhinge his jaw like that... and now put the tail in... Tada! A fish! Trilby starts munching happily on the fish.

[horngeek]

Well, that would be difficult, in her state.

Zamira, however, pulls it herself. :smalltongue:

{{How soon will you be back?}}

[VampireRot]

[Lake]

Ermine giggles.

"Whatever ye say Reinholdt. I fink ye just need some company n' some'un ta cling to in some dark n' scary caves."

Her tone is light and mocking.

"Or mebe some bait fer da scary monsters, but I 'ave ways o' dealin' wit dat. So, where is dis treasure, where should I meet'cha?"

[KerfuffleMach2]

[Main Cabin]

Krystal walks in. She looks around, trying to find Quinn.

[Reinholdt]

[Lake]

Ermine giggles.

"Whatever ye say Reinholdt. I fink ye just need some company some'un ta cling to in some dark n' scary caves."

Her tone is light and mocking.

"Or mebe some bait fer da scary monsters, but I 'ave ways o' dealin' wit dat. So, where is dis treasure, where should I meet'cha?"

"Meet me outside of [Earl's Fortress] at [Location of Earl's Fortress]." In the Outside thread.

The treasure hunt will be run by Earl of Purple, since it's his dead dragon's lair that's been untouched so far (supposedly).

[VampireRot]

[Lake]

"Kay! See ya dere!"

Ermine gives the phone a big grin, then hangs up. She picks up the oars and starts rowing back to shore, while addressing Butler.

"I need ta go do some'ting wit a friend, kay Butler?"

[Reinholdt]

[Lake]

"Treasure Hunting like a pirate ma'am?" :smallbiggrin:

Butler can listen in too!

"That's fine ma'am. Stay safe ma'am. I'll look forward to your return and have some rum waiting for you ma'am." :smallsmile:

[VampireRot]

[Lake]

"Yup! Tanks Butler, ye're a pal." :smallbiggrin:

Ermine grins, and they probably reach shore at some point. Where she, barring any other conversation, heads off to Outside and <location>.

[Reinholdt]

Butler heads off to clean and get rum ready for Ermine's inevitable triumphant return.
... Right?

[ThePhantom]

Marley picks himself up, and heads over to his cabin, wincing a bit as he walks along. At least three covering are up now.

[horngeek]

The curtain may rise on Zamira and Shrike! Latter's still wrapped. "If it's okay with you, I'll leave you wrapped until you're used to it. Okay?"

[FireFox]

[ML]

Jamie giggles.

"Probably, yeah. But I'll make sure she knows that."
Jamie smiles broadly, glad to be on a slightly less awkward subject.


Okay... Kevin stands up. Well, I should leave. Take care of yourself, Jamie. On an impulse, he quickly tries to bend down and kiss her forehead before he walks out.

[The Bushranger]

[Cabin 8]


The curtain may rise on Zamira and Shrike! Latter's still wrapped. "If it's okay with you, I'll leave you wrapped until you're used to it. Okay?"

Falcon looks a bit better, and nods slowly. "For now. Maybe for a little while. Not too much longer though, alright?" she asks, closing her eyes. "Thanks, Z. For putting up with me."


****

[Main Lodge]


Okay... Kevin stands up. Well, I should leave. Take care of yourself, Jamie. On an impulse, he quickly tries to bend down and kiss her forehead before he walks out.

Jamie nods, smiling. "Yeah. You too, Kevin..."

Then, just before she can go to stand, he leans down and kisses her forehead!

Leaving her sitting there, a bit stunned, and her cheeks blushing furiously...


Krystal walks in. She looks around, trying to find Quinn.

...which is how Krystal will probably find her. :smalltongue:

[horngeek]

Zamira nods. "All right. We'll have a break fairly soon, then.

And it's all right."

Zamira snuggles up to Shrike. "Always will be."

[KerfuffleMach2]

[Main Cabin]

Hey Jamie! What's up? Krystal comes over to her. Jamie might notice the newly acquired ring on her right hand. It looks to be made of crystal, and has a slightly greenish glow to it.

[The Bushranger]

[Cabin 8]

And Falcon snuggles back.
Well, as best she can, anyway.
And, lacking words to say, just smiles.


[Main Lodge]

Jamie sits there for a moment before snapping out of her stunned state!
Still blushing a good bit though.
"Oh, hi Krystal. Um, well, nothing much!" she says - too quickly. "You? What's with the ring?"

[horngeek]

Eventually, Zamira looks at her. "Okay. Think it's time for a break, after this we'll try with a blindfold- just that, though. Okay?"

She'll start unwrapping Shrike.

{{Also, nudge to HALO. :smalltongue:}}

[KerfuffleMach2]

[Main Lodge]

Krystal notices the blushing, but decides to wait to question it.

I got it from this place called LANTERN. Krystal holds it out so Jamie can get a better look. She should be able to make out a symbol consisting of a circle with a horizontal line across the top and bottom of it.

It's actually got a bunch of powers with it. And, for some weird reason, it kind of combined with mine.

[The Bushranger]

"Ooh, nifty! What kinda powers? Are they like mine?" Jamie asks, looking at the ring with fascinating, and rubbing the turquoise bracelet on her wrist absently.


Krystal might also notice the painting canvas laying on a nearby table.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Krystal shakes her head a little.

No. It's more like...energy I can control.

Here, let me show you.

She holds her fist out, and a glowing green hand materializes in front of her. And it waves to Jamie.

[The Bushranger]

[Cabin 8]

"That should work. I don't think it'll be as bad to start with, though."
Falcon stretches once she's free, standing and bending over to work out the kinks. (:smallamused:)

---

[Main Lodge]

Jamie jumps back a little. Then grins. "Wow. That is really cool! Is it tangible?"

((*scurries to HALO after Outside*))

[horngeek]

Zamira nods. "The problem will be when you're completely wrapped up. I'm still going to work towards that slowly, though."

She does enjoy the view. :smalltongue:

[KerfuffleMach2]

[Main Lodge]

If I want it to be.

The hand floats over and will attempt to poke Jamie's forehead.

[The Bushranger]

[Main Lodge]

Right where Kevin kissed her! :smalltongue:

Jamie eeps! And giggles. "Wow. That's really really awesome. What's the drawback though?"


[Cabin 8]

:smalltongue:

Falcon stretches again, then sits on the edge of the bed and nods. "Yeah. Actually, I don't think being wrapped up, per se, is actually going to be too much of a problem...it's not the same thing as being enclosed."

[KerfuffleMach2]

[Main Lodge]

Krystal shrugs a little. None that I know of.

It's also put the energy into my crystals.

[horngeek]

Zamira nods. "I get what you mean. I'll think of some way to replicate that while you would still know I'm there. But still... gradual buildup. If we do go too fast, it'd just trigger a panic attack, and make this a lot harder."

[The Bushranger]

[Main Lodge]

Jamie frowns a bit at that.
"Um, so...you can't take it off, then, even if you wanted or needed to? That would make me a little nervous."

---

[Cabin 8]

Falcon nods in agreement, stretching back out next to Zamira.
"I hate having to go slow and, well, having a panic button. But I get your point, yeah."

[horngeek]

"Having a panic button, actually, helps you to not panic. The last step will be the reminder of that being removed. But that's a very long way off."

Zamira sits next to her. "...you ready to go again? Given what you said, this time I'd wrap everything except for your nose. Okay?"

[The Bushranger]

Falcon shakes her head a little. "Actually, I'm getting a bit hungry," she says with a chuckle and a grin. "And I need a shower too."

[horngeek]

Zamira chuckles. "All right. Shower, then get food. And we need to at least put something on if we're going to go eat."

[The Bushranger]

[C8]

"No, you do. I'm going to take a shower while you get it.

Unless you want to shower together." Falcon smirks.

[horngeek]

Zamira chuckles, and puts on her bikini before going to get breakfast!

...she'll come back shortly. :smalltongue:

[The Bushranger]

Falcon wolf-whistles at Zamira, and stretches out on her front on the bed to wait!


...in the main lodge, Jamie waves at Zamira when she fixes the food, collecting her painting (Krystal seeming to have deadtimed) and heading to the Infirmary to hang it up.

[horngeek]

Zamira brings back pancakes!

[Zefir]

Yeah, I don't do that kind of stuff.

Rae says, taking the grass and pressing it onto the sheet of denim in the sink. The denim gains some green, and then Rae blows on it, turning it white, like he did in Trog's. He then looks at his right arm, which already healed and is now a stump.

Well, looks like I'm in for some more pain again.

Rae says, cutting off the end of the stump and thrusting it, still bleeding, into the sheet of white denim in the sink. He brings his arm up, and the sheet stays on and forms itself into the shape of his right hand.

Well, now we wait a while, and I should have my hand back. Want to see if we can find Liara so that you can show her your new tricks?

"I'm not sure if I'm skilled enougth yet.I may leave her a message to tell her how it's going."

He falls back to the time where he met the Vamp, bad memories.

[Rae Artemi]

Yaaaay, petting! Trilby is a happy kitty! On someone's head, getting petted, this is the life. Now if only he had a fish. Waitaminute, he does! Just let him... get his tail up here... and unhinge his jaw like that... and now put the tail in... Tada! A fish! Trilby starts munching happily on the fish.

This thing happened with Trilby.

[Denim Cabin]

Just because you aren't the best with the ring doesn't mean you can't see her, you know? If you let something you are doing for someone come before actually being with that someone for too long, they may stop waiting.

Rae says to Andy.

[KerfuffleMach2]

[Main Lodge]

Jamie frowns a bit at that.
"Um, so...you can't take it off, then, even if you wanted or needed to? That would make me a little nervous."

Krystal shrugs a little. I haven't actually tried, yet.

So, she tries.

And fails.

Guess not. Well, I'm sure it'll be fine.

[The Bushranger]

[Cabin 8]


Zamira brings back pancakes!

She'll find the pale Falcon on her front, kicking her legs in the air and grinning.


[Main Lodge]

...Jamie seems to have returned in time for Krystal to undeadtime. :smalltongue:


Krystal shrugs a little. I haven't actually tried, yet.

So, she tries.

And fails.

Guess not. Well, I'm sure it'll be fine.

"Are you sure? I'd be worried..." she says, probably not very helpfully at all.

[horngeek]

Zamira hands her some of the pancakes! "Here you go."

[KerfuffleMach2]

[Main Lodge]

...Jamie seems to have returned in time for Krystal to undeadtime. :smalltongue:



"Are you sure? I'd be worried..." she says, probably not very helpfully at all.

Hooray for good timing!

Well, I haven't really noticed any bad effects from wearing it yet, so it can't be that bad. She looks at it for another moment, then shrugs again.

Enough about me! What have you been up to lately?

[The Bushranger]

[Cabin 8]

"Why thanks, Lunar mine. But you look good enough to eat, yourself."
Falcon smirks, winks, and digs into the pancakes.


[Main Lodge]

Jamie blushes again. "Um, well, nothing much, I did some painting and then some pondering about the nature of temporal mechanics."

A beat.

"I decided I hate it."

Chief O'Brien would be proud!

[horngeek]

Zamira chuckles. "Oh, really?"