Into the Breach | closed/invite
Characters: Kim, Eiren, and anyone else who was invited (Closed, but open to invites)
Location: Deck 13, The Temple, Carnival
Date: Just after this thread and this entry.
Rating: [PG13-R] for violence, swearing and plot!
Deck Thirteen was a thing of desolate beauty, a scene like some lost civilization had come and gone, leaving only the barest of bones. Youth and life, in the form of flowers, creeping over the time-rounded tombstone teeth to crowd against the temple's toes, each clamoring for their own immortality.
It was a cute illusion, very pretty, but Kim wasn't looking at it, anymore. She was waiting at the Temple's door for the barest minimum of people she'd called on. The captain's ways were near-omniscient and as close to omnipotent as practical. She wasn't going to wait any longer than she had to. Two rolling luggage, reinforced with scrap-wood from the corpse of Kim's dresser stood beside her. One rocked, and then was still. It only briefly let out a soft scraping sound, as of teeth, before Kim kicked once, and it lapsed into silence. No gnawing allowed.
Location: Deck 13, The Temple, Carnival
Date: Just after this thread and this entry.
Rating: [PG13-R] for violence, swearing and plot!
Deck Thirteen was a thing of desolate beauty, a scene like some lost civilization had come and gone, leaving only the barest of bones. Youth and life, in the form of flowers, creeping over the time-rounded tombstone teeth to crowd against the temple's toes, each clamoring for their own immortality.
It was a cute illusion, very pretty, but Kim wasn't looking at it, anymore. She was waiting at the Temple's door for the barest minimum of people she'd called on. The captain's ways were near-omniscient and as close to omnipotent as practical. She wasn't going to wait any longer than she had to. Two rolling luggage, reinforced with scrap-wood from the corpse of Kim's dresser stood beside her. One rocked, and then was still. It only briefly let out a soft scraping sound, as of teeth, before Kim kicked once, and it lapsed into silence. No gnawing allowed.