route a (6/19) day one - MORNING to AFTERNOON

[tidalsurge]

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Re: On Deck

[thedicearecast]

[She had to be dreaming. Had to be, except for the distinct sense of waking up that started Amelia's adventure into--wherever she was. Down in the dark had been bad enough; on some cot, surrounded by strangers, with the entire place wobbling worse than any Sand Steamer she'd ever been on. But then she'd gone up, out into the sunlight--

And saw something she couldn't begin to describe.

Water. More than she'd ever seen in her life, stretching out into the horizon and beyond. Enough for a whole city, or maybe the whole planet, just there, right in front of her. It couldn't be real.]

What in the world is going on?

[thedicearecast]

[Right. The last part? That was the part that Amelia knew was coming. Even if she couldn't understand the words, some things were clear in any language.]

You mean dangerous.

[onemanshort]

....Sometimes.

Dangerous...or just all sorts of crazy.

[thedicearecast]

Those two usually overlap. [A pause.] At least where I'm from.

[Amelia started to slide the gun at her side out of its holster.] If something bad does happen, can you handle yours--

[The question cut off abruptly as Amelia took a good look at what should have been her shotgun, but clearly wasn't.]

...Don't tell me someone stole my gun.

[onemanshort]

[blink]

Ain't that it, right there?

[thedicearecast]

No!

[She starts looking over the weapon, grabbing hold of the beads attached to the handle.]

This part is mine, but everything else is wrong! This is ancient!

[onemanshort]

I...can't really think someone'd take your gun and give you another. Not with those pretty beads, too.

...It's possible it's goin' along with this place movin' us all to ships. It mighta just...changed it a little.

[thedicearecast]

Changed?

[It does explain why the beading is the same. But still.]

But why? And how am I supposed to even load this thing?

[onemanshort]

....I ain't rightly sure. Somethin' like this...it's like they went and took it right outta a story book.

[thedicearecast]

No kidding.

[Amelia shakes her head before putting the gun back. It's better than nothing--maybe.]

Anyway. If something happens, can you defend yourself?

[onemanshort]

...I ain't really the fightin' type.

[thedicearecast]

[...Great.]

Then find some place safe where you can go if something does happen.

[onemanshort]

...I guess that ain't a terrible idea. But...things don't have to turn awful.

[checkbelowdecks]

Hey sweet thing. Did you know that there's a pirate tradition where you have to wear as little as possible? Helps with the scurvy. [nods solemnly]

[thedicearecast]

[As clueless as she was, Amelia still recognized when someone was being disgustingly fliratious with her. Despite coming from a female, the comment was more than enough to snap Amelia from her awe.]

Aren't men usually the unforgivable perverts?

[checkbelowdecks]

[a contemplative look] Isn't that unforgivably sexist of you?