[Action/Commentlog]

[justcallmespike]

[There is a man sitting on the top deck, his legs dangling over the side as he tries that staring-at-the-horizon thing. Somebody please distract him from his motion sickness?]

Comments

[noir_epoch]

Greed was wandering about, just looking the ship over and lamenting his current inability to stomach any food, when he saw the guy simply sitting there, staring off into space. Guy wasn't looking to hot either. Coming up, Greed leaned on the railing next to him.

"Anything interesting out there?"

[justcallmespike]

Not really. [This is the face of a confused, sullen, sickly passenger, sir.]

[talkback_stein]

[And here wanders Chase, sucking on a popsicle, on a bit of a break from hanging out with Eon. He's wary of some of the passengers (for both safety and self-conscious reasons), sure - but...]

Woah, man. You don't look too good.

[justcallmespike]

[Probably for good reason; apparently this boat is full of crazies. Cloud just grunts, staring at the line between sea and sky.]

Don't feel so good.

[talkback_stein]

Don't chuck, dude.

[He takes a step back - but he also gets a bit of a Bro vibe from Cloud, and Chase is one to help a brother out...]

C'mon; I know, like, exactly how to deal with your problem.

[justcallmespike]

[A Bro vibe, huh? Hopefully he's getting that "I am not moving" vibe now. If he's not, Cloud's more than happy to give him a look that says just that.]

[pimp_hat]

[Kevas can't help but whistle. Not because he's in any sort of good mood. No far from it. It's because if he has to listen to that never ending stream of crap Redd calls music then so does everyone else around him.

He's in search of the perfect fishing spot, looking forward to breaking in his new fishing pole when he sees yet another new passenger.]

Havin' trouble findin' joor sea legs mon?

[justcallmespike]

[Whoa that's a...unique look you got there buddy. Cloud's actually distracted enough to not feel horribly ill for a minute.]

[pimp_hat]

[What? You've never seen a seven foot troll wearing a hat before?]

What? Joo be sick in da head too or sometin'?

[justcallmespike]

[He's seen a seven foot tall bear wearing a marshmallow before. Is that close?]

...uh, no. Sorry. [Turning back to the horizon.]

[crazyforcrazies]

[The ship's therapist is taking a nice stroll around on the top deck, and he pauses to observe the new passenger before chuckling and slapping him on the shoulder.]

Looking a little green there, buddy.

[justcallmespike]

[GLARE. Why did you slap an ill person on the shoulder, dude.]

[crazyforcrazies]

[Guy grins at him.]

Strong, silent type, eh?

You came in with the new arrivals, huh?

[justcallmespike]

Looks like. [Oh God this is one of those really talkative people that don't leave, isn't it.]

/late

[so_flighty]

[Renna doesn't mind boats, she's been on lots of cruises. What she does mind is being kidnapped and flung into a situation where there's a bunch of really weird people and strange creatures and bears and swfswfwfgsefgr. So Renna's not feeling to happy. But she does feel bad for anyone who is sick. D:]

Oh. Hello there, you look ill. Want a peppermint? They make me feel better after I get off planes and roller coasters.

/bounces happily all the same |D

[justcallmespike]

[Oh God no food.

Cloud holds up a hand and shakes his head a bit.]

8D

[so_flighty]

[She shrugs her shoulders.] S'pposed to help with nausea.

[She sits next to him, blinking out into the horizon.] Guessing you're new, yeah? Otherwise you'd probably have gotten used to all this by now, I'm sure. I'm surprised you feel so bad though, on a ship this big I can't even feel it!

[justcallmespike]

I get motion sickness. [Even if it was docked, Cloud would probably still somehow feel it moving. Because he's just that dumb.]