[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!]]

Comments

[distresses]

Oh yes, although... never quite like this. They just don't have a very good relationship, you see.

[wipeoutthenoise]

Do you know why?

[distresses]

The Queen likes to have things her way, and the Pirate feels the same. Neither likes to compromise.

[wipeoutthenoise]

Yea, that would do it.

[distresses]

I wish they wouldn't. I'd like to return home now.

[wipeoutthenoise]

You're not the only one.

[Though Neku has a different idea of what 'home' is.]

What do you think she wants from the 'Queen'?

[distresses]

I think she would like a house of her own, but...

[She trails off.]

[wipeoutthenoise]

Her own house... in the Garden?

[distresses]

Oh no. I suppose... I mean a Garden, of her own.

[wipeoutthenoise]

So... what, would she drag people here too? Or just be the Queen's annoying neighbor?

[distresses]

Truly, I could not say. She can be very unpredictable, at times.

[wipeoutthenoise]

Yea... Not sure why she'd want it, if they hate each other so much.

Do you know what she'll do if the Queen doesn't give her what she wants?

[distresses]

Keep us as servants, I imagine.

[wipeoutthenoise]

Yea, I was hoping that wasn't it.

[distresses]

I'm terribly sorry.

[wipeoutthenoise]

It's not your fault she's a bitch.

[distresses]

Ah... well. [L-l-language.] No, but I do wish I had better news to give.

[wipeoutthenoise]

[sorry, it's not gonna go away.] Well... thanks, I guess.

What's your name?

[distresses]

I'm Damsel, hello.

[The Damsel.]

[wipeoutthenoise]

[That's not... whatever.]

Neku.

[distresses]

Yes, it's lovely to meet you, Neku.

[She probably already knew that.]