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[capn_redd]

[All characters will find themselves suddenly appearing on the top deck, their weapons in hand but with all ammunition missing or drained

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[summonupastorm]

[Yuna has no guns to speak of, and no weapon but her staff - which is pretty useless, considering she can't summon.

Still, she gets in line, anyway. Regardless of the fact that she dislikes Redd and hates this boat, Yuna would rather take her chances with whatever the captain has planned than simply stand there and do nothing.]

[thequeensown]

[Talia is armed with her sword and crossbow, eying the Captain of the boat as she notes the various creatures standing at the ready. Her crossbow bolts are missing and she'd really rather not let the thing get close enough to slash at with a sword.

She notes Kevas' presence a little way up the line, scanning for the others as she stands.

It seems there is little option but to get in line with the rest, so she does.

She looks at the red mass behind Redd before turning her gaze to him expectantly. She will fight for those she loves and they will make it out of this.]

[scionofwisdom]

[Zelda finds her quiver empty as she moves to the line, and it's with an irritated expression that she looks for arrows. She has her blade, but really - there's nothing quite like her bow.]

[deadtous]

[The stink of the crowd, gunpowder, acrid sweat, fear and every other nauseating stench rolls over Moonie in an unadulterated wave.

She bounces from one foot to the other and sneezes, rubbing the fabric of her woolly sundress. The classy designer dress clashes with the gnarled bone protruding from her knuckles where her fingers should have been, and the gargantuan claws attached to her toes, but she could give a fuck what she looks like when the end is nigh.

Again.

Moonie grunts a filthy German adjective at Redd and spits.]

[dormant_beast]

[She's in line for whatever reason, now fully dressed and rocking on her heels. When able, she addresses Redd, or the crew. Whoever is listening.]

Ah, what would be better, hm? Like this, or shifted?

[metharchy]

[Meth gives Anna an appraising look.]

In which form are you the strongest, quickest, and most dangerous?

[dormant_beast]

[Pffft, NOT this one.]

The other. The tiger.

[metharchy]

Then shift.

[Meth walks away with purpose, and when she returns, she holds a bucket of the blue stuff.]

Coat your claws, your teeth with this. You will be more effective this way.