I ain't too sure what this weird needly guy the Lady's wavin around my hand is, but for some reason I ain't too spooked to stop her.
--Until she stabs me that is.
Ow! What in the damned, eternal Blue are ya doin?
I cradle my hand up to my vest, …
Ok, do you want me to edit my post or should she just bring it up after yor next post?
Nah, you don't have to edit it. I'd buy that she wouldn't be able to pinpoint the bloodline right away.
Also, sorry to keep you waiting. I'm hoping I'll get …
David, I wasn't sure if you settled on Void or not, so I left it open which kind of magic he 'hears'.
I think I'll go with Void-blood. Doubt Kale would know what that means though.
I look at my hands.
Why would ya wash something's only gonna get dirty again?
Even though I presented iron-tight logic, I pull off my fingerless gloves an drape em over a steam vent to air a bit. My hands underneath are jus about the same colo…
David think it's pearl time?
Next time we get down time on the ship let's make it happen! I saved an advance for it too
Speaking of, Rich, would it be possible for Kale to pickup one of these magic -blooded tags and fold it into the petty magi…
I holler up toward the gob-pit Got her, Snargs. See iffin that don't speed us up a mite or seven. Ya see that, Cap?
Nah, he probably didn't. He always made a point a mentionin how good Little Lucy did when she was helpin me out for a bit, but se…
Sorry to hog the spotlight for a bit, but I'm pretty happy with how that turned out
Also, by my calculation I've hit the key of greed (making sure I got those kitchems from the Lady) at least.
Maybe key of fraternity with the special moment I t…
(Oops, a challenging task is a bit ... challenging. Probably a good time to use my Secret of Reflexes that I keep forgetting I have.)
Just as I'm soldering on the last gasket hose we go completely topsy-turvy. Snargs must be doin some sort a inte…
Best thing is ta solder the soft gaskets into the exhaust port so's all the excess steam Snargs seems to intent on boilin can be put ta use propellin us instead a warmin us. Might get a bit chilly in here for a spell, but it should help with speed …
Sizin up the damage to the already overworked engine, I ain't none too pleased.
I shout in the general direction of the Gob-pit:
Dang it, Snargle! I told ya once and I told a hundred times--the Owl's a so-fist-o-cated piece a machinery. Quit flyi…
I jump nearly right outta my boots at the first shot. Not the first time I've heard cannons, but I'm hopin it'll be the last--though I'm always hopin that.
I step behind the Cap and fight the urge to grab his coat sleeve when the next one hits.
G…
I walk in right behind the Cap. He's lookin at the Lady for a couple seconds not sayin a word. I notice she's lookin right back equally as quiet.
He's probably just got a frog in his throat or somethin--he can depend on good ol Kale to do the t…
I jump to my feet and scoop up the kitchems back into my pockets and my deep pockets.
Aw, squids. What's this now?
I spin around and check the exits, jus as Flint trained me back in the day. "Risk is only valuable when it's twinned with escape."
I take a break from admirin my haul and tryta process the Cap's tone.
Well, uh ... well, yeah. Grabbed some handfuls afore that dapper Dr. Viceroy started skulkin about outside Lady's cottage.
I frown a bit. Why ain't he as excited as I am?
I m…
The Cap is looking out a window into the gray. I take the opportunity to sit next to im at the sill.
Reminds me more than a bit of growin up in Night Port. More smogy here, but less slimy at least.
I look out at the view for a bit, wonderin whe…
I'm on vacation this whole week (wooo!), so my posting frequency/time might be kind of wonky until next Monday. I'll try to have at least a post a day as promised.
Can I also take this opportunity to say that I'm loving this game so far?
Here goes nuttun. I spit in my palms, rub em together, concentrate, then hold em up toward Dr. Viceroy and his seven friends.
1+Petty Magic+Dark Spell+3
(Rolled: 6d6. Rolls: 5, 5, 6, 2, 6, 6. Total: 30)
Aw squids.
Dr. Viceroy and his crew is exactly the sort we shouldn't be runnin into on a mission--or anytime if it were up to me.
That gutter-crab usta always try to pick on me n Drabbler back in the Lighthouse when we was kittens. His daddy …
That screechin in the back jus about bleeds my ears, but half the reason's due to the oh-so-formal parlance of the screecher. It reminds me a mite too much o those dressed up nobles that useta look down on me an Drabbler, and the other kittens. Re…
That itchy feelin wanes away when I’m firmly back on the ground. Hm, not to bad, Kale. Then again, them wards’re prolly old an weak if I wereta bet.
I shrug an start digging through the nearest drawer--shovin anything that catches light into my p…
I frown fer a sec. I coulda taken more care wit the finery I guess.
Sorry, Lady. Dint meanta muss up yer Ma’s Charlies like that. Whatever a "Charlie" is.
I say that, but then I recollect that dance and suddenly don’t feel as bad.
I pad ab…
Now this's a place I could get yusta.
I flop right down on just about the comfortablest sofa I'd ever seen. Way too late, I consider I might stain up these cloud-white cushions. Meh, Flint would always said it's good ta leave yer mark.
Thinkin b…