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Field Mission 4, Etude in Blue, Part One


You're not leaving until you've got this shanty memorized
NAVIGATION


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1. ETUDE IN BLUE: WELCOME TO THE SEA OF FALLEN STARS


A. A WATERY LANDING

You'll be going down from the Moon Base via glass spheres, shot by the flight technician staff member Avi. As usual, each capsule can hold up to 4 people, although it does get increasingly uncomfortable the more people are crammed together. You're shot down to the planet in the most horrifying way possible, seeing the landscape violently change quickly and without remorse or guilt towards your possible motion sickness or uneasy feeling. The landing this time, is a canonball. All along the middle of the Sea of Fallen Stars, blips of orbs will be falling straight down into the water. From the Moon Base, Lucretia watches on as the majority of you land. It's quite a spectacle to see the splashes from this high up.

And once you're there, you're... kind of up a creek without a paddle. Without a propulsion or engine system to move your orb forward, you don't have a lot of choices here. If you're lucky, you might find a mercantile ship out in between voyages. If you're extremely unlucky, you're going to have to swim... or maybe you can pop the sphere hatch open and find something to paddle with. Be careful of the sharks? Definitely be careful of the sharks. Your destination? Lyrabar.



2. THE LAP OF LUXURY, THE DANGERS OF LYRABAR


B. THE CITY OF MERCHANTS' DREAMS



Let's get something out of the way first: Lyrabar is a gorgeous city — and when you step off the S.S. Codfather and onto the docks about a hundred yards from the edge of the city proper, you'll be treated to a clear view of the entire skyline: Ornate, twisting towers of marble, stone buildings and finely crafted wooden structures form the city into a neat semicircle, with the marketplace at its epicenter. At the far end of the city stands a castle, a nearly glittering, extravagant structure, a maze of hallways and towers that seems to be stretching high toward the other planes of existence themselves.

Lyrabar is on an entirely new level compared to Vista Virs, New Aspen, or even the comforts of the Moon Base itself. This is by far the most luxurious corner of Faerun that you've encountered yet — even the standard-level rooms you might find in an inn around Lyrabar are well maintained, the sheets are clean, and the food is delicious. The food, though! Pretty much anything you can think of is on the menu somewhere, and, no offense to an enduring and malfunctioning robot back on the base, but his cuisine chops can't even compare to what's on offer in Lyrabar.

If only the people of Lyrabar were nicer. Weren't so suspicious of anyone new who passes through those gates. There is a lot of gold passing through the city gates, after all.

And the pirates who are slowly overrunning the city are well aware of that.



C. THE HOBBY HORSE

A lot of you strong archetype Reclaimers, and even the ones who aren't, will probably eventually find your way to The Hobby Horse, a tavern that is absolutely just a tavern, if a bit more crude compared to the other watering holes nearby and around Lyrabar, and absolutely not a place where pirates higher up on the pecking order go for a bit of Jabba-the-Hut-lair entertainment. Of course it isn't. That would be silly!

In any case, maybe you've signed the waiver, paid your 20 GP, and had a go at The Death Cave — essentially a long hallway, leading from one ring to the next, with waves of aggressive monsters brought in from the ocean and beyond for you to fight through. And for some of you, those of you who have played a hand in reclaiming three Grand Relics at this point ... honestly, The Death Cave might seem a little too easy.

The man taking your payments and signed waivers, a man who goes only by Old Numbers, a gruff, bearded old fart who seems to be more battle scar than human, seems to have a solution for that. He leans forward over the counter, eyeing you near suspiciously.

"Oi ... if it's an actual challenge yer lookin' for, Old Numbers can whip you up somethin' more ... randomized. Y'seen those Sea Quartz around town, right? Those rainbow lookin' stars that the fancier folk keep grindin' up into shampoo. Bring me three of those, and I'll give you a fight worth yer chops."

True to his word, you pay Old Numbers three SQ, he'll have you sign another waiver (essentially, you're going to have to name a next of kin — someone who's fit and willing to drag your corpse out of The Death Cave, because Old Numbers here sure as hell isn't going to do it), then he'll draw a random placard from a stack of three and affix it next to the entrance of The Death Cave. The excited energy in the crowd is palpable. Now the real battling betting begins.

Your goal here isn't to defeat all the enemies: It's simply to make it to the final exit.

Here's what the placards mean (As a further warning, these are highly dangerous encounters! You signed a second waiver for a very good reason.):

Sword: In the final room of The Death Cave, you will be pitted against a swordsman who seems to have been taken in by some sort of Faerun equivalent of malevolent corruption — and boy, is he having the time of his life. He is extremely fast, his blade is freshly sharpened, and he will not hesitate to strike down anyone who was unfortunate enough to roll him, while laughing about it. He does have what you might consider an ultimate attack: Gathering up energy into his blade, he swings it, channeling said energy into one devastating plume of magic shot directly toward you. You're going to want to find a way to avoid it.

Bow and arrow: As you make your way through The Death Cave, you'll be pursued by the, uh. Boss of this round, a ranger whose accuracy with her bow and arrow is unrivaled. Assuming you make it to the final room without being arrow'd, you'll have to face her head-on, too. She is nimble, and now that you've reached the end, she is much less keen on missing. To make it past her, you will want to disarm her — which means closing the gap between the two of you as much as possible, to force a melee.

Wand: Woe to the Reclaimer who manages to roll the magic user course. When you step inside, you'll find that the entire cave is flooded at about knee height, meaning unless you can figure out a way across it, you'll be fighting while wading.

The Caster — sorry, I mean Wizard — at the end of the line specializes in ice and electric elemental spells. Have fun with that!


D. IN WHICH LITERALLY EVERYONE WANTS YOUR COIN

For those of you who have gold burning a hole in your pocket, the shopping available in Lyrabar is near endless. The marketplace, located at the center of the city, seems to sprawl on forever, with stalls, storefronts and eateries that seemingly cater to every fancy, whether it's fashion or weaponry. If it's souvenirs you're looking to take home, the most popular items are necklaces made out of those ever popular Sea Quartz, that are being used at The Hobby Horse and ground up into shampoo, and very sarcastic postcards: Think, "I visited Lyrabar and all I got was this crappily printed postcard" sort of sarcastic.

Generally, though, as long as the item is not magical, and as long as the tech is not more advanced than what you'd find on the Moon Base, you can probably find it at the Marketplace. If you're not sure about an idea, feel free to ask right here!

Some other things of note about what you'll find while shopping:

There are a lot of pickpockets. Maybe you shouldn't actually have a hole in your pockets. Even with the people of Lyrabar as distrusting of each other, and of you, as they are, those looking to pilfer a little extra cash off an unsuspecting visitor will find no shortage of targets. Perhaps you're one of them. Perhaps you're the sort willing to start a brawl in the middle of the Marketplace to get your most valued possessions back. Maybe, if you look close enough, you'll see that many have the same insignia branded on their arm. It seems, if you'd like to join in with, or infiltrate a pirate crew, this band of kleptos might be a good place to start off.

The Auction House is located on one of the far corners of the Marketplace. It's large, marble and a bit chilly inside, and the biddings start at around 6 p.m. each night, but it seems there's something ... a bit strange about the auctions themselves. That is to say, you'll have a seat one evening, and about halfway through selling off half of the evening's inventory, you'll watch them bring out the next item: like a pearl, or a particularly large and beautiful clamshell — nice enough trinkets, but nothing at all compared to the other goods that have hit the auction block so far.

And why are they starting the bidding at 1,000 GP? And why are the people around you actually enthusiastically going with it? Man, they can't be that blatant, can they?



E. JUSTICE

Maybe by this point you've had something valuable snatched from you, or you can't quite figure out how nobody's put a stop to some very clear money laundering happening at the Auction House, and you feel the need to serve up some serious justice to the pirates out there who have done you wrong. Who runs the justice joint around here, anyway?

That inquiry will lead you straight to the royal guard — the captain of which is going to groan in exhaustion/annoyance at you questions, or even your bid to help out. You think he hasn't heard that story before? The second a silver-tongued charlatan charms their way into the ranks of the royal guard, they're looking the other way while their visiting pirate friends rob the rest of us blind. He's got no time for this. If you want to truly help, you are going to have to prove it first.

And so, with that, you will find yourself immediately thrown into an undercover operation, one the captain doesn't mind doling out, because at the end of the day he loses nothing from it except for a few disguises. That's right: you'll be given a disguise, whether it's a smelly pile of peasant rags or, if he's feeling less charitable with his budget, a pair of these (look, it's not like he actually cares about your safety here), and a piece of paper with one or two names on it. Your mission? Bring these suspects back to the captain without causing a scene. Or, well, go ahead and cause a scene. He has little shits to give, remember?

Pull this off, though, and consider a private audience with the one member of the royal family who still keeps an audience nowadays, Princess Irene, secured.

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3. OUT ON THE OPEN SEA


F. CONGRATULATIONS, YOU'RE THE NEW OWNER OF A YACHT

Whether you've had your fill of luxury, bar fights, enforcing the long arm of the law in town, or just gorging out on incredibly tasty food, eventually you'll recall that Lucretia had actually sent you down here with a purpose. She asked everyone to find a way to obtain a ship- one that isn't the S.S. Codfather (thank you very much, Sans!)- as the investigation into the Grand Relic can only get so far within the streets of Lyrabar. To that end, there are a number of options and opportunities for you to obtain such a vessel.

Steal it. This is how pirating works in a place like this. You find something, you take it, and you put a nice new flag on it to make it yours. Of course, there are some complications with that. Get caught, and you're going straight to nautical prison- don't pass the Hobby Horse, don't collect $200. But the docks district of this port town is known to be rather quiet at night, when the merchant fleets are out swindling cash at the bar, drinking themselves blind, or maybe just settling home with their family after an honest day's work. There are hired guards keeping watch, but it shouldn't be that difficult to incapacitate them. When they wake up in the morning, they'll assume what it always is around here. Someone forgot to pay the red tithe.

Buy it. There's always the option of offering something in exchange for a rowboat. Maybe you've come across a bountifully magical item that you want to dispose of at the auction house, or maybe there's a collector out there who's willing to make a fair trade. Renting them doesn't seem to be that much an issue either; transport around the region is always done by boat. Just know that you're going to have to put a down payment and collateral down. You also... run the risk of running into some unscrupulous merchants who are working with the pirates on the down low. Be careful not to get swindled out of everything you own, only to walk up to a tiny rowboat.

Mutineer it. You could find some work on boats, but it's mainly hard labor. You'll be loading the ship up for transport, and taking a trip across the Sea of Fallen stars to destinations at other major port cities. You might not need to know that some of these ships are exchanging some rather questionable goods to get the hint that there's a fair share misconduct going on around the sea. Time to throw the captain overboard and take command of your own dreamliner.

Other. Well, depending on how crafty you are, there are a number of ways to get a hold of a boat. These were just some guiding ideas, but we think you'll find a way. You always do.


G. 20,000 LEAGUES UNDER THE SEA

There's some adventuring to do out in the open sea, and treasures both vast and mighty. It's not entirely uncommon to find islands dotted along the landscape, and those are particularly good for docking and getting a sense of what's gone down around here since Captain Ferryn's taken command of the high seas. You might've gotten the sense that loose lips really do sink ships- that evidence is coming up pretty bill in your search for actual piracy going on around here. The good captain is incredibly skillful at both deception and infiltration, and with the Soul Blade helping him, there's almost nothing stopping him from completely dominating the entire sea and crowning himself the new royal in town. Mum's the word around these parts, so you're going to have to do some exploration. Pop some of those shrimp chips and head down to explore the underwater depths of the seabed.

There are an unbelievable amount of ships that have been wrecked and forgotten under the violent chops of the aquatic basin. With a few hours' search, you're incredibly likely to find one, waiting for you to go down and pluck whatever's down there. Be careful, however, since The Drowned are fiercely protective of their death locales. Fight through them and live to the tell the tale, and you'll come back graciously rewarded.

Many of the ships seem to have crates still on them- all with the official royal seal of Lyrabar stamped plainly on their lid. When popped open, you'll notice there's an abundance of sea quartz- the gems that are used to constantly provide a source of energy to the town. Hard to tell why pirates wouldn't be interested in that, when the trade is absurdly lucrative.

You'll also find areas where ships aren't present. Instead, you might come across entire fields of sea quartz. But in their current state, they're pretty useless and look like the trinkets you might have found on the streets of Lyrabar. Devoid of any magical energies, they lay deep on the ocean floor, a nuisance and an eyesore to nature. You'll also notice that natural enemies like sharks and Sahuagin steer clear of these areas, for better or for worse.

Good luck down there, and make sure you have a buddy system set up. Getting a glass sphere down into the water is near impossible, but Dr. Tank is on board the S.S. Codfather for emergencies.

H. NOBODY KNOWS THE TROUBLES I'VE SEEN

Know that the sea is not calm in temperament or safety. There are things to be weary of at every step of the way, and it's best to ensure that you have a good, seasoned crew to man your boat in order to keep you passing through safe waters. While you're out there, though, danger truly does lurk around every corner.

Pirates, for one, are particularly good at various ways of warfare. Many of them don't even look or appear to be like the ones you might have heard of in stories or experienced elsewhere. Some even fly under the banner of Lyrabar, cruising safely without notice by anyone that would be wise to what they're up to. Sail out for too long without a purpose or linger in an area too long, and a ship will approach, lining up side by side with you. They'll tell you that they're part of the Royal Navy, and hell, they might even be wearing the garb of the official uniformed ranks, and when they announce they're here for usual inspection, they'll request to board your ship. Protocol, you see, because of the rampant acts of piracy out in the open waters. Refusing might make you look more suspicious, but letting them on board as inspectors and tax adjudicators can be equally dangerous. Some of them are legit, and some of them will look to take command of your ship and leave you out in the ocean to drown. You're going to have to be cunning to figure out which one is which.

Storms rage all over the Sea of Fallen Stars. With the encroachment of the warmer months ahead, the weather itself battles for its rightful claim to the area. The signs of a storm coming are easy enough to spot, and they're frequent. Some will last 2-3 days and make travel nearly impossible. Getting out of the water is an important step in keeping your crew safe; and spending a night on an island or in a grotto is always better than running the risk of joining the armies of The Drowned below.

Maelstroms are an equal threat of immense dread. If you happen to see a swirling vortex of water, start heading in the opposite direction immediately. There's a certain magnetic pull that they have, and once you've been caught in the outer rings, it's going to take a lot of teamwork to get yourselves out. Good thing you've had a month to build upon that, or else you might be toast. For those of you who are highly less fortunate, you'll notice yourselves getting sucked in, closer, and closer. You can look over the epicenter and- good god, is that a tentacle!? What is that thing!?

The Prespuran Triangle also poses a major issue while traveling across the sea. Legend has it that if you sail too close to its navigable coordinates, your ship will vanish and you'll never be heard from again. It might seem like a wives' tale, but it's absolutely true. Come too close to it and you'll notice your compass begin to spin out like there's no tomorrow. Continue inward, and, well. You'll see something, alright. It's a tower that stretches into the sky, tall and unwavering. And also, completely impregnable and without doors. You're going to have to get yourself out of there somehow, and for your sake, let's hope you know the exact coordinates you came in through or else... you mind wind up on a completely different side of the world.

Last but not least, the pirates aren't the only ones looking to hop aboard your newly crowned baby. Don't forget about the Sahuagins, either. They seem to attack only during the dead of night, when the moon is ripe and full in the sky. They bring with them charming magics and are particularly good at getting people to willfully walk over the edge themselves, without even drawing a blade.

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4. OOC


This is your story to write, and your setting to play with! Anything on the OOC post is fair game, and if there's something you'd like to try, please don't hesitate to let us know on the RNG thread.

But most importantly, Reclaimers, be amazing.

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protegge: <user name="peaked"> | dnt (🔫 ban all the music)

[personal profile] protegge 2019-06-15 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
[Mista is willing to pull his hat up over one eye to respond to Sayori, even if only briefly, because it's Sayori and he's not a monster. When he does so, though, it gives him the chance to see Nick Junior pop up . . . and Ferran's reaction to that.]

[It's tough. Having Nick Junior out really does help. If there's five people--or, well, things--in the bubble, not four, they'll be safe. That's the most important thing to him. But he doesn't want to see Ferran freak out like that, doesn't want to see him upset, and it's clear it's got something to do with Nick Junior.]

[Thinking through panic is tough on a good day, but he manages to glance at Sayori again.]


Here. [He takes her hand in his own slightly clammy one, then gestures with their clasped hands at Ferran.] Hold onto him too, okay?

[Is this coping? Probably not.]
rancori: (pic#13101248)

[personal profile] rancori 2019-06-15 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Will's the worst stick in the mud she's ever met, rip.]

Where I'm from, a guard wouldn't just give me my money back unless they actually caught the thief, y'know?

If they even did...

[THAT... doesn't actually help her cause, but she's surprised here, okay?]
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[personal profile] gundamned 2019-06-15 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
[In the meantime, Gundam's waded out far enough that when he bends his knees -- his mouth is obscured by the water.]
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[personal profile] gundamned 2019-06-15 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
[He is indeed... excessively pale. Like he doesn't really get out that much at all.]

So.

You were able to pierce the obfuscating veil of the Supreme Overlord of Ice...

[Impressive.]
eudaimonikos: (what is called thinking)

[personal profile] eudaimonikos 2019-06-15 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
[Michael glances to the side to see who Maya's talking to. There's nobody there. Wait, did she mean...

He stares at her for a moment too long, like someone who has only just now considered the concept of romance as applied to themselves. It's such a human thing. Michael's picked up a fair amount of human things lately, and he's been happy for his friends when they do the romance things they enjoy, but that was just about them. He doesn't see any reason why he'd want to do it.

There's no reason to get into any of that. He was asked for advice, not specifics. No need to concoct some kind of elaborate romance lie!]


Uh...well. Being vulnerable is a terrifying experience. But it's also really the only way to connect with people. It's like you're letting them have a little part of yourself, no way that's not gonna be a little scary.
rockymountaindie: (✈ and i pray there ain't no hell)

[personal profile] rockymountaindie 2019-06-15 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
Obfuscating is a way to put it... [ this guy.......... ]

...Why don't you get a scuba diving suit, dude?
alethiological: (Anna Koldings (d. 1590))

[personal profile] alethiological 2019-06-15 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ All we need to do is reach the point where Maria gets mad about him being a stick in the mud and boom. All things return to normal. ]

Sounds like where you're from sucks. If your money is retrieved, it will be returned. If it not retrieved, you will be compensated for the loss. That's it.

[ #logic ]
alethiological: (Raymond Lisenba (d. 1942))

[personal profile] alethiological 2019-06-15 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh, Lion. Precious Lion. He's so concerned.

But he's effectively on guardian duty, and also that's his Partner, and also the most important mortal on the planet worth the disposal of everyone and thing else for their safety. That means he will do what must be done. ]


You bought dish soap and water. With crushed rocks in it.
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[personal profile] gundamned 2019-06-15 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
[Gundam has procured a beach ball in Minato's absence and is teaching Dobhar-chú how to balance it on his nose.]

Bear witness to true power!
Edited 2019-06-15 05:35 (UTC)
ribticklers: (027)

[personal profile] ribticklers 2019-06-15 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
Hey, that's pretty cool. No way could I do that. [Sans you don't even have a nose.]
gundamned: (pic#12355454)

[personal profile] gundamned 2019-06-15 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
Indeed, not just any being is capable of such a dark artform.

In exchange for teaching him this forbidden technique, the Diabolical Dobhar-chú has agreed to show me the future domain of the ocean that shall soon belong to the Supreme Overlord of Ice.

[Also find his parents. Hopefully.]
dialetheism: (🌠 'cause they're safer on land)

[personal profile] dialetheism 2019-06-15 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh, that's... That's worse.

For a long moment, Lion says nothing. They just stare thoughtfully at the offending shampoo bottle as they carefully consider everything that just happened.
]

I see.

[ And then, with all the calm and poise and nobility they can muster, they spin on their heel and yeet the cursed thing further down the alleyway, before practically nuking it from orbit with an uncomfortably bright ball of radiant goodness. ]

Moving on, then.

[ Um. ]
alethiological: (Perkin Warbeck (d. 1499))

[personal profile] alethiological 2019-06-15 06:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ A few passer-by have a moment of freezing in horror and watching this, a few skitter away, but who cares. Will has this internal 'WAIT NO-' at the thought of Lion just throwing it, but it immediately fizzles to nothing the instant the Sacred Flame starts. Then all that's left is the warm feeling left in the wake of Lion showing off how angry they can get when given good reason. What a perfect person.

Happy now?

A single breeze, then nothing.



... Well, he'll take it as a yes. ]


No murders in daylight, dear.
rancori: (pic#13144335)

[personal profile] rancori 2019-06-15 06:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Soon.

Well, where she was from was definitely a shithole, but hey. It was her shithole!!]


Something like that. You do that for everyone who gets pickpocketed? Cause where the hell are you gonna get the money for that?
despairing_hope: (0013)

[personal profile] despairing_hope 2019-06-15 06:43 am (UTC)(link)
Tanaka kun!

[Of course, this was hopeless. He just turns around to walk away not waiting for the response he knew he wouldn't get.]
dialetheism: (⚓ i ask forgiveness)

[personal profile] dialetheism 2019-06-15 06:45 am (UTC)(link)
I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about.

[ See, even Will's new cosmic BFF agrees. Their problem solving skills are flawless. ]

It only counts as murder if you don't have 'justification, or valid cause'. This is just disposing of something undesirable.

[ A-at least most of the passersby bolted the second the bottle went flying? ]
alethiological: (Raymond Lisenba (d. 1942))

[personal profile] alethiological 2019-06-15 06:52 am (UTC)(link)
[ 'There's no way will would ever be okay with a murderer for a master'.

Maya. Maya please. This is Lion-tier Worry. It is also treated with the same level of care. Her sense of concern is immediately taken very delicately, considered with the seriousness such a fear warrants, and then gets smashed to the floor for being a stupid thought.

I/Alex/Mia already figured out. Your sister is very good at her job. Besides - you were knocked out after the murder was committed.

Wow, so much for no bias. But it's fine. He can't be called out for bias if it's mental, and thus there's no proof to be lobbied in court. And he doesn't have the Proclamation so everyone can fight him. Either way, Maya conceded, which means she gets a short nod and gets her cell opened. The murderer is now released to walk among the innocent once more. ]


How much is too much?
alethiological: (Agnes Bernauer (d. 1435))

[personal profile] alethiological 2019-06-15 06:58 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh. Playing that game. ]

Ah, we're swapping roles. Got it.

[ This makes Lion the Him who is says something really short-sighted and rude and making jokes about corpses. It also means Lion has two seconds to realize they fucked up. ]

Jokes like that are uncouth, Successor.
dialetheism: (⚓ walking the tightrope with you)

[personal profile] dialetheism 2019-06-15 07:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ -wait, no. ]

No we're not.

[ Yeah they absolutely already leapt out of the way the second he mentioned swapping roles. Nope nope nope. ]

You- you just finished telling me that it was practically poison! I couldn't very well throw it out.

[ Here's the catch 22. They know how this works, in which such an excuse would absolutely not fly and dodging only makes the inevitable followup worse. But also they're right so??? Worth it. ]
hxppythxughts: (dark♥ happy thoughts,)

[personal profile] hxppythxughts 2019-06-15 07:37 am (UTC)(link)
[Yeah, there are things going on here that Sayori hasn't been filled in on, she can tell. She looks between the other three (four?) in the bubble with a worried furrow in her brow and a silent question, hoping that maybe someone will explain in a way that actually explains.

But no explanation seems forthcoming. Mista grabs her hand and she looks down, and then over at Ferran.]
Oh! Um, okay!

[She reaches a hand out. Just short of touching Ferran, she looks up to see his expression--and pending the lack of revulsion, she'll grab his hand too.]
hxppythxughts: (sadness♥ Are you asking me)

[personal profile] hxppythxughts 2019-06-15 07:42 am (UTC)(link)
Totally! Normal people don't have time to write in cursive constantly. I only use it for my signature. [And, frankly, hers is not very good.

She peers around, and only after she's satisfied with the distraction of the other VIPs does she continue, her voice a little quieter.]
Honestly, I'm not very familiar with it either... I was just vice president of a school literature club back home. I'd only ever performed in front of my friends before I ended up here.
hxppythxughts: (hope♥ like you missed me.)

[personal profile] hxppythxughts 2019-06-15 07:46 am (UTC)(link)
Ehehe~ Nice to meet you, Haru! I'm Sayori! [Honorifics? Not in Sayori's house.

She barrels ahead, her grin bright.]
Just tell me a few things you're interested in! Like hobbies and stuff!
petsthedog: (pic#13040475)

[personal profile] petsthedog 2019-06-15 12:12 pm (UTC)(link)
i. what's a pirate's favorite letter? arr!

[If you're wandering the streets of Lyrabar today, there's a certain scruffy teen that both fits in and stands out in a rich town overrun by pirates. It becomes clear he's a Reclaimer when you catch a look at the bracer on his wrist, but you would be forgiven for simply assuming at first glance that he's one of the pirates, or at least one of the punks and ruffians pickpocketing people around here.

Especially since he seems to be getting in a heated argument with a trio of similarly scruffy thugs....who appear to be seeking his permission to rob you. Uh. Whoops. A couple of them start to squabble over whether it was a mistake to throw their lot in with Vague-Beard and how they never get to do anything fun anymore, up until Shinjiro snaps--]


Shut up! I ain't ever told you assholes to follow me! If you're gonna hang around anyway, at least be useful and find out where Ferryn is already!

["Y-yes sir! Right away, sir!" And off they scatter, to report back with a whole lot of nothing the next day, like usual. Shinjiro sighs as he turns to you.]

Sorry 'bout those idiots.

ii. we want to see the booty

[For all having a reputation has its uses sometimes, Shinjiro is also so tired. So very tired. There's a certain contingent in town that are very persistent in their attempts to get him to go out with them, regardless of how intensely he turns up the Leave Me The Fuck Alone Or You'll Regret It vibes. He's gotten largely to the point of ignoring them, even outright turning on his heel and walking away, but you know those memes about immovable walls meeting unstoppable objects? That's what's happening right now. Two very clearly Filthy Rich girls have managed to corner him, blocking off his escape route as they try to insist he spend at least a single night of passion with each of them.

Until he locks eyes with you, anyway, and he almost appears to be pleading with you for some intervention here. Should you approach, he'll all but growl at the girls--]


I've. Got. Plans.

[Pls play along. Pls. His crops are withering. Halp.]

iii. i'm on a boat, motherfucker

[See Shinji. See Shinji at the docks, staring down a particular vessel moored there with a shiny new key in his hand. See Shinji's expression darken further and further as he suddenly realizes he has no idea how ships work. Even when you live on an island, being a scruffy street urchin in the city isn't exactly conducive to knowing how a seaworthy vehicle operates, despite Lucretia's simulated practice run of Lyrabar in the days immediately beforehand.

Perhaps you too have acquired a boat, or otherwise you're coming here to acquire one, or maybe you're here for much less pleasant reasons, such as ones involving sharks. Whatever the situation, he'll turn to you after a moment, rub at his neck as he looks off to the side, and half-grumble a question that's just barely audible.]


Yo. ...Any chance you got any ideas how to drive a damn boat?
Edited 2019-06-15 12:15 (UTC)
horsepowered: (x13. Hold your horses)

[personal profile] horsepowered 2019-06-15 01:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[He's figured a few things out Maya! And talked to your sister!]

Isn't what I always have to match my flank? It is the largest part of me.

[He's got a big horsebutt and cannot lie.]

...The Mr. part is not required.
napstar: (wasn't that free)

[personal profile] napstar 2019-06-15 01:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Long-winded? It has the same number of syllables as his first name and one less than his last name... ]

The shirt doesn't do that.

[ His tunic is a boring blue-grey. It certainly doesn't look magical. ]