[There's a dark haired man with an amused look on his face sitting on the front step of the temple. Knife in hand, he goes about sharpening the blade in a lazy, well-practiced motion. His attention however, is on his dog, Hound, who has managed to round up a small herd of capybara and is in the process of moving them around the area.

After a pause ( Read more... )

[Having come through the teleport crystal with his dog a few hours earlier, Seth is now a little... itchy. And so is his dog. From the artichoke house that was allocated to him, Seth, fresh from a much needed shower takes a seat on the edge of his bed. Sleep sounds like a good idea, but hell if he doesn't want to know what the heck is up with the ( Read more... )

[After weeks of wandering and keeping out of contact with pretty much everyone, Seth had finally wandered back to civilization. On his solitary travels he'd seen some of the stranger things going on, namely the dead bodies and the fish, and from time to time flicked on his comm to listen to the chatter and see what's happening. True, Seth hadn't ( Read more... )

[The comm clicks on. Seth sounds far more tired than he should be.]

Starting to wonder if they're poisoning us. First they bring us here, take our weapons, our strengths, and now--

[YAAAAAAAAWN.]

I'm worn out.

[Stubbornly, however, Seth refuses to sleep any more than usual. His expression is haggard, dark lines appearing under his eyes and his general ( Read more... )

 [There's a young man with a bored expression wandering aimlessly outside the temple. Behind him waddles a capybara, which seems intent on following Seth wherever he goes. Ignoring the creature doesn't seem to be working, and Seth glances back over his shoulder to growl at his unwanted companion.]

I thought I told you to stop following me. Bugger ( Read more... )

[Leaning in the doorway of his oddly shaped quarters is Seth. He looks bored, the rodent invasion losing it's humor rather quickly after being bitten and finding that heel stomping the little bastards would only make more little bastards. The man had retreated to his quarters, discovered that the critters could not follow him inside and immediately ( Read more... )

ATTN: ALL THE PEOPLE.

This journal, formerly used for MS Elegante (the captain is a great man), is now a proud member of Vertiline! Hurrah!! :>

ALL POST FROM HERE ON IN ARE VERTILINE RELATED.

ALL POSTS DOWN BELOW THIS ONE ARE ELEGANTE.

Elegante peeps, ilu gaiz <3 Feel free to keep this journal friended if you wish, but yeah. No more elegante to be ( Read more... )

[The feed kicks in to a harsh mutter and a clatter. That the communicator is broadcasting is purely accidental, and not something Seth is happy about.]

Yeah good on ya-- piece of shit. Tell the lot of them what I don't fucking feel like--

[There's a sharp hiss, the sound of material tearing and then, the feed cuts out.]

(ooc: Seth is currently doing ( Read more... )

[The audio kicks in.]

Here's what I've got. There's a lot of names missing. I'll update this list as the information comes in.

Remember, name and location is all I want.

[And the audio dies out. The following list is in text.]

QuarantineReno ( Read more... )

[The comm clicks on. Seth sounds as tired as the rest of the boat. His Australian drawl speaks firmly into the comm.]

We're all hurt, all tired. Most are looking for someone else.

[He's not. Seth doesn't have the kind of attachment. He might be a dick most of the time, but he can see good reason to step in and help.]

Sound off. Reply to me now with ( Read more... )