My hopes for making it to the next port sane are slim ( Read more... )

Because I am weird, and Bidgete, Harrick, and Tag are all cavorting (well, Harrick is cavorting. Bidgete is sulking and Tag is brooding) in my head, I am going to let them all describe themselves, and each other. We'll call it character building, but really it's like waking all alone. Sad, messy and in the end kind of a let down.

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OOC: A couple people have wondered just what's with Harrick's father and Tag? I hope this post will answer that. I don't feel like putting everything in Italics - just know that from here on out, there is not a word one spoken in Common. This is very long, so I'm putting it behind a cut.

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"Harrick, the woman who's life debt is owed to me, Tennyo, she has...somehow she has drawn down the heavens upon me! Our helmsman was found this morning, by me, in her arms, a key upon his person. She could have killed us all, but his lust was more important to him than our ship. I caught him and sent him to a bathroom for holding but the damned ( Read more... )

OOC: This takes place before Tag goes to speak with Tenn and finds Iggy. Just so you know.Tag brought out a pair of mirrors to supplement the one he already had on his wall, and propped them up, the wet hair from his bath plastered to his skin. He knelt, naked, on the floor on a towel, and said a short prayer that he not anger the Fates should ( Read more... )

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((OOC: I have this incredible idea for sword practice, but I haven't been able to get it down before now, and I don't think that it belongs in Etherium, as it's not something that he'd do in front of other people all that much. So it's in here. I hope it doesn't bore everyone TOO much.Tag held out his blade before him, steady as a rock, the ( Read more... )

My Toile is back with me, and it could not be more grand. It is my hope that we do not fight again - I do not think that my heart could take the strain, even though I am now mostly healed up. I wish that we could cement our love, but between our injuries and the ship's rules, it is not to be, until we have pulled in at the next port. Technically ( Read more... )

Dueling is such a fundamental part of the Mo'i'ro culture that if it cannot be understood, no other part of it can, either ( Read more... )