[closed - event] i don't understand how you're gone

[adelicateflame]

Characters: the Damsels.
Date: They awake the morning of the 3rd.
Summary: The adventures of the captive damsels aboard the ship Labrys.
Warnings: None at this moment.

[The morning is rising, the early sun spreading streaks of red and gold out across the surrounding cloudscape, thin beams penetrating the wooden Labrys, spilling across its planks. It is an unfamiliar place that you will awaken in, one filled with the creaking of wood and the musical rattle of dried out bones. Did you think those skeletons carting you off in the night were a dream? Well, now you know for certain. Now you sit in a cage, cold steel surrounding you and cold steel at ankles and wrists. You are a captive.

And soon enough, your captor's shadow falls over you. Her dark hair is wind-tousled, her skin a silken brown. And she is smiling.]

Good morning, ladies.



[[ooc; We have below some basic headers for NPC involvement, you are not restricted to them in the least! If you start up threads with 3 or more involved, try to keep to a hazy tagging order, maybe don't jump anyone more than twice!]]

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INBOX ][ the PIRATE QUEEN

[bulletbitten]

[The one stop shop for your beautiful captor all event long.]

[notvitiligo]

[This is... new. Jessica swallows her heart down and looks up at her captor, face a bit less impassive than normal.]

...this doesn't really count as a good morning, in my opinion.

[bulletbitten]

No? You're not happy to see me.

[The smile is crooked.]

That hurts.

[histrionic]

[Kuja isn't pleased at all, especially as her magic isn't working properly at present. (Yes, she knows it should have been taken from her to punish her for her horrible deeds in any case, but that doesn't mean she has to like it happening now.) At least her hair still looks as silver-lavender it should, but her tail is showing, though she's curled it up under her robe. Annoying appendage.]

What an inaccurately optimistic statement. [As Jessica said, there's nothing "good" about it.]

This is absurd. I demand to be released at once.

[bulletbitten]

Demand denied.

[She cocks a hip, her smile insufferably calm.]

[golden_gaytime]

[ Mugi takes a while to wake up. She had the most wonderful dream of being swept off of her feet with a pair of gentle, but strong arms under her. Carrying her off on a voyage of romance and mystery. Forbidden lovers, eloping in the night!

Ah, it was such a nice dream. Pity that someone had to wake her.

She cracks open an eye. ] Ah?

[ Yawning quietly, she brings a hand up to wipe at the corners of her eye... but she ends up tugging another arm along up with it. They both feel rather heavy and something is digging into the fabric of her pajamas. ] ...huh? [ Now quite awake, Mugi stares down at herself, then her surroundings. ] Oh dear.

[ Finally, she notices the woman standing outside of the cage and she bolts upright. ] Oh! G— Good morning?

[bulletbitten]

[Her smile grows as she watches the girl.]

Sleep well, princess?

[There's too much irony there.]

INBOX ][ the PIRATE QUEEN

[wipeoutthenoise]

[damnit are you serious.

it's really depressing that she's almost used to waking up in places she didn't fall asleep in by now.]

I have got to stop waking up like this.

[bulletbitten]

Bad habits are hard to break.

[disillusionment]

[This is Kyoko. She has a murderous look in her eyes. It is probably fairly lucky for the Pirate Queen that she can't access her spear like this, really.]

What do you want from me, you disgusting creep?!

[bulletbitten]

[Insufferably calm, she just raises an eyebrow.]

How about a good morning kiss, sweetheart?

INBOX ][ the DAMSEL

[distresses]

[Here waits fair maiden, in captivity with all the rest.]

Re: INBOX ][ the DAMSEL

[wipeoutthenoise]

[Neku doesn't actually know a vast majority of the people here, so eventually she turns to the Damsel.]

You have any idea what's going on?

[distresses]

[The Damsel has been staring rather mournfully off the side of the deck, and when she addressed she turns towards Neku politely, hands folded.]

Just a bit of a disagreement. I do wish she wouldn't cause so much trouble every time she visits...

SKELETON CREW

[adelicateflame]

[The skeletons, a familiar sight, wouldn't you say? They're all still smiling and laughing and clattering, their amusement never fading--(Even when the battle begins.) Most of the time, you will find these bone-faced constructs busy at work: cleaning the deck, mending sails, winding rope, bottling various creepy crawlies for some unknown purpose, or down in the kitchen cooking. They don't need to eat, so it must be for you. However, when not at work they play. Those members of the band are still present and still play their odd little tunes. Their comrades dance, they play cards, they have mock battles with broom handles. A good natured bunch of women all in all--(Definitely women. Their pelvis bones and ribs tell the tale.)]

Kitchen

[notvitiligo]

[Jessica does not trust people with no tongues to cook properly. Not that she is much better with non-baking endeavours, but given free run of the ship, she's gravitated to the kitchen, and is already getting into the bossing of the staff.]

Are you sure that's sugar? Let me taste it... OK. Anyway, you'll want a cup of that, and

Hey, that looks like a little too much in the spice department. Hold on, I'll just have a taste first, to make sure...

[adelicateflame]

[The crew in the kitchen offer their newest guest what may be a curious look. It's hard to tell when there are only empty sockets to read, but maybe it's just the air about them, heads clattering as their tilt to the side and then return upright.

An eerie little giggle spreads through the group, no one moving immediately, but after the sound peaks, it grows quieter and they follow the directions they've been given.]

[histrionic]

[Skeletons don't particularly bother Kuja; she's used to monsters. However, she's not particularly in the mood to socialize, and so she makes her way out on deck, toward the railing at the bow, trying to keep her anger in check. At least there's no danger of her going into Trance with her magic nullified, but at the moment, she wishes she could, as inwardly, she would dearly love to wreak some havoc, knock this ship from the sky.

She gazes down on the world below and at the sky surrounding them. An airship, how delightful. She's had enough of airships, but it seems she's not given the luxury of choice in this situation.

The clattering and chattering of the skeletons doesn't take long to grate on her nerves (spoiling her affronted contemplation), and she calls out without turning around, her gaze fixed on the horizon, a sharpness in her voice.]

If you wouldn't mind being quieter.

[adelicateflame]

[A pair of skeletons look up at her, stock still and suddenly silent. Their stares are vacant, but there is the sense that they are startled by her sharpness.]

[golden_gaytime]

[ Mugi is, of course, curious and wandering around as much as she is able to. Rather than drag her ball-and-chain around she is, instead, carrying it in her arms. It's really not unlike carrying around a heavy amplifier, so there is only the occasional pause to rest up before she moves along.

Her blue eyes take in all of the sights, but it is the sound that draws her in. ]

Oh, it's you again. Hello! [ Remember her? One of the two blonde girls with the impromptu concert during the party? She sets her restraint down and waves to the band. ]

[adelicateflame]

[The band still plays the same strange tunes, but when Mugi waves they take a break, looking over at her curiously. They laugh something to one another before all waving back in unison.]

[disillusionment]

[Kyoko is...essentially flailing around. It's an attempt to be threatening, but uh.]

Fools! If you don't let me go I'll destroy you all! I will get my power back, and when you do you're doomed!

[She carries on like this for quite some time.]

SETTING INFORMATION

[adelicateflame]

[Need some setting info while you explore the ship? You can direct questions here, or direct us to your thread and we can pop in with something!]

[histrionic]

[Kuja is nothing if not a schemer, a manipulator, and she's curious as well. So she makes her way down into the hold to see what can be seen down in the depths of the ship. As quietly as she can, considering she's dragging a ball and chaing.

Honestly, she's interested in what might be fueling it as well as what it might hold. Most airships at home had run on Mist, but there had been exceptions.]

[notvitiligo]

[Jessica has been attempting to map the ship surreptitiously. Anything of note?]