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Intrested in making money? You can make a nice sum if you come aboard the Sea Diamond that's right come aboard for 15-day voyage around Xanadou. For traveling you will be offerd the sum of $11,000, for being a traveling worker you will be payed the sum of $50,000, all ages 13 and older and sexes welcome, as well as all races and ethnicites.*

*We reserve the right to refuse boarding to anyone on the basis of illness, health risk, safety risk and or other factors without explanation. All passangers and workers adhere the risks of sea travel*

OOC: Techinically this is past tech themed, but anyone of any level is welcome to join as whatever you like and whatever you want to do. please I'm bored rp with me, and I'll be your best freind *smile* further IC will come next post you can make anycharacter you like including crew, and the captain himself. I controll the enviroment though

Alex a young sea-captain-wanna-be was busy preparing the ship. This trip was the 6th his and his young wife made. Alex wasn't the farming or fishing type. He was too adventerous for an office job, so he chose to persue becoming a sea captain. Of course he and Fiona were merely crew members. They had to both log an incredible ammount of hours and pass a naval test to become captains. Both of them were blonde haired blue-eyed. Alex was 21, Fi was 19, though they had build beyond that. Fi wore a white tanktop and knee legths cut-offs. Alex wore full jeans and a black tank Their work was often on these passanger lines begging for passangers, the people who boarded were mostly farmers needing to be paid after loosing a crop.
"Alex I'm finished on my side." Fi said

"I'm not quite. These ropes aren't quite in the slack they need."

"So this one is going to have more passangers than Kuronans?"

"Apparently." Alex sighed.

"What's wrong?"

"No one knows Xanadou better than thoes that live here. It's not a kind sea all year round. I'm worried about what happens when we encounter the first big storm."

"Comeone people are smart."

"A person is smart, people are dumb and panickey."

"Well if it's as bad as you say no one will join."

"Oh if they want the money bad enough they will."

"Hey we've been going for two-and-a-half years and not once have we ever had to load the lifeboats. All our captains have been well seasoned and well experienced."

OOC: Query what is going on here for you to be offering so much money to people to just go on the crusie, espically since it will both sexes and it is targeted at younger people?;)

(OOC: well it's something I've always played with in stories I've done. The idea is struggling ship lines sort of hire passangers to sail aboard their ships as sort of "advertising." Kind of like secret shoppers get payed or get a discount to basically shop in order to "critique" the store. Guess you could call them secret sailors *rimshot*)

Name: James Smith (nicknamed Smitty)
Age: 15 & 1/2
hight: 3" 2'
Occupation: apprenticed to the captain
Details: was once a miner miner (a underage person who mines) but ran away from home he is trying to raise the money to get his own Schooner (a kind of boat that sits high in the water sorry if i spelt it wrong) and as such he sometimes pickpocketed persons on the ship.

What i plan to do with him: either he will steal a lifeboat or will fall overboard in a storm.

(you can post IC no need to post a profile)

bump

bump I'll post soon

plllllllllleeeeeease!

ooc: So 'real' past tech or can it branch out to the more 'fantastic' areas of Fantasy and Future?

sure why not?

Two of the passengers both were moderately note-worthy, one a male, the other female.

The young man with two-toned hair, half the colour of the sea and the other the hue of new fallen snow. With an olive complexion, eyes that seemed to have come directly from a cat and almost unnatrally slender and pointed ears he made a strange sight as he ghosted about.

The other looked to be naught but a child with crimson hair that looked as if no pair of scissors had ever touched a single strand. In appearence she was a quite normal child, that is until one looked into her eyes. Strange eyes they were, a coal black flecked with gold and looking into them seemed to be like staring up into a star-lit sky.

They never associated with each other and rarely with others but it seemed that they always remained fairly close to each other regardless.

bump-you know I really don't like playing with my self of couse if this was WAR, or Alternate Earth you would all come running. Sorry for the sarchasim but really

bump-you know I really don't like playing with my self of couse if this was WAR, or Alternate Earth you would all come running. Sorry for the sarchasim but really

ooc: I have a couple characters for you to interact with, as I need something to work with especially as I know little of your goal/intentions with this thread.

there is no real story, it's a general RP all about interaction good or bad thorugh the rough seas

I will bump and I will bump and I will bump some more untill more people sign up or this thread is locked. Which ever comes first

I will bump and I will bump and I will bump some more untill more people sign up or this thread is locked. Which ever comes first

ooc: Why not just get started with what you have and let people join in as they desire. If you keep bumping, you might incure the ire of a moderator which may put a black mark against your nation. I'm waiting for a reply, of some sort, to my intro.

Two of the passengers both were moderately note-worthy, one a male, the other female.

The young man with two-toned hair, half the colour of the sea and the other the hue of new fallen snow. With an olive complexion, eyes that seemed to have come directly from a cat and almost unnatrally slender and pointed ears he made a strange sight as he ghosted about.

The other looked to be naught but a child with crimson hair that looked as if no pair of scissors had ever touched a single strand. In appearence she was a quite normal child, that is until one looked into her eyes. Strange eyes they were, a coal black flecked with gold and looking into them seemed to be like staring up into a star-lit sky.

They never associated with each other and rarely with others but it seemed that they always remained fairly close to each other regardless.

"Passanger or Worker?"

The question garnered a different reaction from both. The young man simply shrugged and showed his ticket which stated that he was a passenger and then asked in a vaguely sensual voice, "Do you have any other questions for me?"

The girl however simple met her questioner's eyes for a brief moment, a moment that would seem to stretch for an eternity. When the gaze was broken, they'd find her passenger's ticket and have almost forgotten what they'd been doing except that it wasn't anything that might bother her.

"Thank you."


"Hi Name's Fiona, I'll take you to your cabin."

Fi guided them across the boat deck to their cabin. It was spacious built for 5-person with bunks and one lantern haning from the center celing as the only other light source besides the port whole. "My husband and I are both crew workers. So if you need something we can probably help."

With a faint shrug the girl went on her way, incidentally heading down the corridor where Fiona had gone with her 'charge'.

********

"Thank you." He replied as he followed her to the cabin. "What do you do on the ship?"

Aya was a small town girl with a thirst for adventure. Her parents of course hoped for a more pleasing profession but Aya was too much of the adventurer to be settle. "Aya Urameshi, worker."

She was informed of the details of her payment plan and taken aboard. The ship was always the kind she dreamed of, the old fassioned type which would require work and skill. The sea had this alure to her of adventure and trial and challange. She decided to take up the offer against her parents wishes and tour some of the roughest seas on earth. Xanadou saw more storms and more squalls than any other sea on earth. Perfect. Aya was tall unusually tall. 6'2 and looked like she could pass for late 20's when in reality she was 19. Long brown hair stretched all the way down to her upper back side.

as smitty looked at the lanky girl striding aboard he made a mental note to not get on her bad side. as he walked over he said "have they detirmined your position yet? no, well i think you'd be a natural crows nester, with the ropes! you know the granny and square knot, and the rest of the basics? well take this knot book it'll show ya'!" all this he said in passing leaving aya in a spun around heap, with a pamflet on knots and how to tie them in her lap. as he rushed over to the bouarding line he shouted "aion! finnaly! you were supposed to be here at sunnup! come on brother! how can you the older of our twinnage be late?" he said as he hurried over to his almost identical twin, a laid back surfer dude, with buff mucles and his dirty (as in unkept) blonde hair swept over his face. he was wearing a blue and green hawiian shirt and tan/white canvas shorts (identical to his brother's canvas pants, only he cut them short). he said "well i just did not want to take all the chance of getting apprenticed to you." he drawled. so as his brother pulled him abouard he immidiatly knew what his brother, aion, should be...

OOC:if youy don't want me to have two people then ok, that's fine.

No I'm fine with two people.

bump!

I'm interested in joining. Here is my characters (revised)

Name: Gwendolyn Griffith
Age: 14
Information:
Gwendolyn Griffith is a Welsh girl who can speak fluent Welsh and English. She is a child prodigy and is known to enjoy travel and is a bit excited at getting money for traveling. She is being escorted by her brother, Owen

Name: Owen Griffith
Age: 18
Information:
Owen Griifth is Gwendolyn's older brother. Owen also enjoys traveling and is known for his sketching of people and places. He hopes to get some sketches done on the trip. Currently, he has made a sketch of the Tudor Family (from Owen Tudor and Catherine of Valois to the Tudors of the present)

Sorry, my computer is currently in the shop, so I'm usually on a borrowed computer. You can of course go ahead and post IC sorry, I will think of an IC soon

Owen and Gwendolyn Griffith were two siblings from Wales, a constituent nation of the United Kingdom. Gwendolyn, dressed in a spring dress and a hat that looked like the hats of the "Red Hat Society" was singing an old folk song:

"Pastime with good company I love, and shall until I die;
Grudge who lill but none deny so this live will I
For my pastance, hunt sing and dance; My heart is set,
All goodly sport, to my comfort, who shall me let?"

The song she sung was written by Henry VIII, the King of England. She continued to sing in a voice that was to some people back home like a harp, like the sirens.

Meanwhile, Owen was busy with the tickets and with the preparations for the cabins, he wanted this trip to be good for himself and his younger sister. He called to Gwendolyn in Welsh to come aboard the ship, which she did, while still singing the song:

"Youth must have some dalliance,
Of good or ill some pastance.
Company I think then best --
All thoughts and fantasies to digest.
For idleness
Is chief mistress
Of vices all.
Then who can say
But mirth and play
Is best of all?"

(Note-The song I said was by Henry VIII is a real song that he wrote, it is called "Pastime with Good Company".)

Sakura Honda was a young optomistic girl with no magic skill what so ever. Born into a magical family she was the blacksheep. "High worker" She was on a trip for self discovery. To earn money she joined up on Kurona's ships to earn it. Mostly as a passanger but this was one of the first time she could actually work. She looked up at the blue sky, which of course in Xanadou could turn black in an instant. She had her rain gear on hand and was ready for anything. she dumped her gear off and went on deck.

The new passangers

"All right Fi, ready?"

"You know it."

They pulled the sails and they unfolied with grace. The ship shoved off from port and was now on the open seas. Stary skies and a bright moon illuminated it, with calm as glass seas.

The new passangers

"All right Fi, ready?"

"You know it."

They pulled the sails and they unfolied with grace. The ship shoved off from port and was now on the open seas. Stary skies and a bright moon illuminated it, with calm as glass seas.

As the ship sailed onward into the sea, Gwendolyn still seemed to sing the song, she knew the words by memory. Meanwhile, Owen was sketching the starry skies and bright moon in his sketchbook, thankful for such a good oppurtunity to do some sketching.

Fi and Alex were now resting in their cabin.

Alex plotted the route. "If Captain Minkuchi can keep us from drifting from side to side in rough weather, we should actually finish the tour a lot sooner."

"Ah but where's the fun in that? Besides we need the hours and the money."

"Yeah."

"Well I need some air and a gaze at the moon. Wanna come sweetheart?"

"No thanks. Wait your going out half-dressed?"

"Why not? it's night, besides, passangers will have to get used to it sooner or later."

She laughed and went on deck. The breeze was cool and sky was clear. Probably the first time they didn't hit a storm less than several hours out especially for setting off so late. She untied her blond hair and let it flow in the wind.

Once on deck, she'd find the young man she'd lead to his cabin lying on his back gazing up into the sky. There was also the girl would been addressed by Alex leanig on the railing looking over the inky blackness of the sea.

so as his brother pulled him abouard he immidiatly knew what his brother, aion, should be...
the ships carpenter!


so as the days went on smitty learned how to be a captain and Aion, just went around and did the odd jobs carpenters do, like fishing off the side of the ship for driftwood.

OOC: is this little ship goin into the ocean??? =0

can i have a list of all crew members and all passengers so i won't be confused when say nation1 has a guy swinging in the rigging???

far as I know everyone except your self Zono and Edwardian England are on crew. Though I will probably make additional characters for the sake of interaction. The ship is pretty big. Not the size of most large ships you see in history books but large.

far as I know everyone except your self Zono and Edwardian England are on crew. Though I will probably make additional characters for the sake of interaction. The ship is pretty big. Not the size of most large ships you see in history books but large.

Maybe you could create make additional characters. It would be nice to see everyone interacting, I guess.

if it comes to it we probally could draft some guests to be crew members.

we probally only need one or two more people, one to be the cook, and one to be the galley boy or the all around guy.

ooc: Both my characters are passengers, and both viable for interaction with.

ooc: Both my characters are passengers, and both viable for interaction with.

Who are your characters again, Theao? Just trying to make sure is all, perhaps our characters can interact.

Who are your characters again, Theao? Just trying to make sure is all, perhaps our characters can interact.

ooc: As yet are unnamed but both are introduced in post 12 and thier present actions can be found at post 33.

OOC this 1800s time frame

OOC: Techinically this is past tech themed, but anyone of any level is welcome to join as whatever you like and whatever you want to do. please I'm bored rp with me, and I'll be your best freind *smile* further IC will come next post you can make anycharacter you like including crew, and the captain himself. I controll the enviroment though
ooc: This answer your question II?

ooc: This answer your question II?

OOC well mixing MT,PMTand FT with PT not a good idea really

President Jamison was looking for some retreat from the tiring task of ruling his nation. Dressed in a suit, covered by a trenchcoat and hat, he boarded the Sea Diamond. Without a word, he took his bags to his average room. "Ah," he said. "That's more like it."

He took off the trenchcoat, and went on to the deck. He looked around hoping nobody would recognize him.

My characters are open for interaction. They are Owen, the sketcher and Gwendolyn, the singing lady.

Arching his back and neck, the young man took in the singer. She had an intriguing voice. He was struck by an impulse at odds with his usual nature and from his prone position sent his voice out into the night sky and over the sea. He provided a counter-point to harmonize with her song.

The girl who had been looking over the sea closed her eyes for a long moment before returning to the cold, dark waters.

Arching his back and neck, the young man took in the singer. She had an intriguing voice. He was struck by an impulse at odds with his usual nature and from his prone position sent his voice out into the night sky and over the sea. He provided a counter-point to harmonize with her song.

The girl who had been looking over the sea closed her eyes for a long moment before returning to the cold, dark waters.

(Counter-point means he's joined into her song, right?)

Owen noticed the girl looking over the sea. He did not mean to be rude or anything but he began to sketch a picture of her, thinking it would be a good addition to his other sketches.

Meanwhile, as Gwendolyn sung, she heard the voice of another, a young man. She did not mind it, thinking perhaps that other people either knew the song or took an interest in singing. Soon, she turned around to see the young man looking at her and she ceased to sing.

The girl didn't realize she was being sketched, nor would she have minded had she known. He was fortunate he wasn't a photographer for while not a member of the night-walkers as attempts to capture her image by unthinking construct lead to blur and a slow fading.

Hearing his singing partner cease, he rolled over and looked up at her. Pushing himself up and into the lotus, he patted the deck next to him as if inviting her to join him.

ooc: Yes, basically a higher-tone female voice is typically counter-pointed by a deeper male voice to provide a 'purer' tone.
She's not a vampire, but similar to them, mirrors/cameras/similar provide an indistinct and fuzzy reflection and in the case of cameras she eventually fades out of them.

My characters are open for interaction. They are Owen, the sketcher and Gwendolyn, the singing lady.

as are smitty and aion... and be free to make up a character just for the sake of someone being there, this is supposed to be a pretty big ship with alot of people.

as the too ceased a booming voice was heared all over the ship, from the riggings- singing:

Remember, yes I remember well,
The most famous rum-runner of them all:
Remember, yes, I remember well,
The most famous rum-runner of them all,
It was the schooner from Lunenberg, I'm Alone
In the Gulf of Mexico she went down under fire
Of a Yankee cutter on the high seas outside treaty waters.

chorus
Oh, I'm alone
A long way from Lunenberg she went down
Because Skipper John Randall wouldn't heave to
On the I'm Alone.

It was in nineteen hundred and twenty-nine
When the smuggling of liquor was a profitable pasttime
Many a Maritimer didn't see why
He shouldn't turn a profit, Uncle Sam was dry
Many a family took on style
Prohibition made it very worthwhile
To be a good Samaritan to long-suffering thirsty Americans.

Now the schooner's captain was a wild Newfoundlander
A hard-driving man, name of John Thomas Randall,
A decorated veteran of the First World War,
A sea-going gentleman adventurer.
From Belize, he'd take the I'm Alone
To the coast of Louisiana, and anchor south of Trinity Shoal
Where he would meet his man and discharge the cargo according to plan.

It was all clear sailing for the I'm Alone
With the profits of six or seven trips salted down
The coastguard had bothered her a couple of times
But Skipper John's seamanship had left them behind.
One March morning in the wind and the swell
She was reaching along under jumbo jib and storm trysail
When the cutter Dexter swept on the I'm Alone's starboard quarter.

Now the Dexter's captain was a a very rough man
He had sworn he'd never lose the I'm Alone again
He ran a string of signals, saying, "How do you do?
You know that I'll fire if you don't heave to."
Skipper John semaphored immediately,
"We're on the high seas, you have no jurisdiction over me!"
But the Dexter's captain sent several volleys
Through the I'm Alone's rigging.

The bullets tore the booms, the sails, the lines,
Even tore a hole in the Red Ensign.
When Skipper John saw that he was fit to be tied
At this disrespect shown to his national pride.
The crew said, "Sir, don't you trouble your mind -
We'll all go down together with the old Red Ensign flyin!'"
So he signalled to the Dexter, "Shoot and be damned to ya!
I'll not surrender!"

So the Dexter opened fire and it didn't take long
Before her guns had stitched a seam along the I'm Alone's waterline
Skipper John ordered every man to the sea
There was water on the bridge when he himself jumped free.
Stern in the air, the I'm Alone went down
A heavy sea a-runnin', a wonder only one man was drowned -
The bo'sun was the one who was pulled aboard the cutter
When his life had gone.

That's how it happened, there isn't much more -
The I'm Alone became an international affair
Skipper John and his seamen were all released,
The U.S. Government couldn't make a case.
That kind of violence is bound to happen
When a law like Prohibition sits up and begs to be broken
And we'll still remember the story of the I'm Alone
And Skipper John Randall.

as the two pasangers looked up they saw the ships carpenter outlined in the moon light halfway up the mast. there was aion: one foot in a knot tyed to the riggings, to hold him up, and one foot leaning on the main mast. he was holding a rope that was tied around the mast for support and was looking right up at the moon... or where the moon should be with a bit or two of worry. and with good reason, the sky was outlined with huge black clouds!

The girl didn't realize she was being sketched, nor would she have minded had she known. He was fortunate he wasn't a photographer for while not a member of the night-walkers as attempts to capture her image by unthinking construct lead to blur and a slow fading.

Hearing his singing partner cease, he rolled over and looked up at her. Pushing himself up and into the lotus, he patted the deck next to him as if inviting her to join him.

ooc: Yes, basically a higher-tone female voice is typically counter-pointed by a deeper male voice to provide a 'purer' tone.
She's not a vampire, but similar to them, mirrors/cameras/similar provide an indistinct and fuzzy reflection and in the case of cameras she eventually fades out of them.

(Note-Sorry for my late response. Theao, if Owen was a photographer, there would have been not a good response from the girl, correct?. Also, who are the "night-walkers"? Do they play a part in the story of your characters? Just wondering is all)

Owen finished his sketch of the girl, he felt he did a good job at it and he decided to stop sketching now, he didn't want to use all of his paper.

Meanwhile, Gwendolyn looked at the young man who seemed to beckon her over. Though wary of him a bit, she went to sit next to him, hoping she did not make the wrong decision to do so.

as are smitty and aion... and be free to make up a character just for the sake of someone being there, this is supposed to be a pretty big ship with alot of people.

as the too ceased a booming voice was heared all over the ship, from the riggings- singing:

Remember, yes I remember well,
The most famous rum-runner of them all:
Remember, yes, I remember well,
The most famous rum-runner of them all,
It was the schooner from Lunenberg, I'm Alone
In the Gulf of Mexico she went down under fire
Of a Yankee cutter on the high seas outside treaty waters.

chorus
Oh, I'm alone
A long way from Lunenberg she went down
Because Skipper John Randall wouldn't heave to
On the I'm Alone.

It was in nineteen hundred and twenty-nine
When the smuggling of liquor was a profitable pasttime
Many a Maritimer didn't see why
He shouldn't turn a profit, Uncle Sam was dry
Many a family took on style
Prohibition made it very worthwhile
To be a good Samaritan to long-suffering thirsty Americans.

Now the schooner's captain was a wild Newfoundlander
A hard-driving man, name of John Thomas Randall,
A decorated veteran of the First World War,
A sea-going gentleman adventurer.
From Belize, he'd take the I'm Alone
To the coast of Louisiana, and anchor south of Trinity Shoal
Where he would meet his man and discharge the cargo according to plan.

It was all clear sailing for the I'm Alone
With the profits of six or seven trips salted down
The coastguard had bothered her a couple of times
But Skipper John's seamanship had left them behind.
One March morning in the wind and the swell
She was reaching along under jumbo jib and storm trysail
When the cutter Dexter swept on the I'm Alone's starboard quarter.

Now the Dexter's captain was a a very rough man
He had sworn he'd never lose the I'm Alone again
He ran a string of signals, saying, "How do you do?
You know that I'll fire if you don't heave to."
Skipper John semaphored immediately,
"We're on the high seas, you have no jurisdiction over me!"
But the Dexter's captain sent several volleys
Through the I'm Alone's rigging.

The bullets tore the booms, the sails, the lines,
Even tore a hole in the Red Ensign.
When Skipper John saw that he was fit to be tied
At this disrespect shown to his national pride.
The crew said, "Sir, don't you trouble your mind -
We'll all go down together with the old Red Ensign flyin!'"
So he signalled to the Dexter, "Shoot and be damned to ya!
I'll not surrender!"

So the Dexter opened fire and it didn't take long
Before her guns had stitched a seam along the I'm Alone's waterline
Skipper John ordered every man to the sea
There was water on the bridge when he himself jumped free.
Stern in the air, the I'm Alone went down
A heavy sea a-runnin', a wonder only one man was drowned -
The bo'sun was the one who was pulled aboard the cutter
When his life had gone.

That's how it happened, there isn't much more -
The I'm Alone became an international affair
Skipper John and his seamen were all released,
The U.S. Government couldn't make a case.
That kind of violence is bound to happen
When a law like Prohibition sits up and begs to be broken
And we'll still remember the story of the I'm Alone
And Skipper John Randall.

as the two pasangers looked up they saw the ships carpenter outlined in the moon light halfway up the mast. there was aion: one foot in a knot tyed to the riggings, to hold him up, and one foot leaning on the main mast. he was holding a rope that was tied around the mast for support and was looking right up at the moon... or where the moon should be with a bit or two of worry. and with good reason, the sky was outlined with huge black clouds!

The captain came out from the bridge, hearing the signing. "Sining a sea shanty are we?" She asked with a chuckle. "I would sign my self but I drive my crew members crazy. Part of the fact could be I'm tone deaf."

"I think it's lovely Captain." Fiona interjected.

Name: john
Age: 17
hight: 5" 4'
Occupation: stolaway
Details: he was trying to get to portland when his beloved cherish broke, he was appaled, but soon found that drifting was going to get him killed whether it was waves,sharks, or ships, he was not going to live just drifting. so he collected enough driftwood and rope to make a bit of a ship, and along with wreckedge from the cherish he worked his way to a ship on the horizen. when aion fished the wreckedge he called a ship abord- he slipped in too. he has been hiding in the cellar since.

The captain came out from the bridge, hearing the signing. "Sining a sea shanty are we?" She asked with a chuckle. "I would sign my self but I drive my crew members crazy. Part of the fact could be I'm tone deaf."

"I think it's lovely Captain." Fiona interjected.

OOC: you mean singing right?

(right)

OOC you still in port

(No we're at sea)

(No we're at sea)

OOC when stop into the next port to pick up fresh food and water i have a passenger to board the ship

OOC when stop into the next port to pick up fresh food and water i have a passenger to board the ship

Sure no trouble.

Sure no trouble.

OOC if you like i can set it up ICly so you know where they are

The following day the ship docked up in Oka of Magic Sorcery. It was overcasted grey and the sea was rather choppy. The grey weather intimidated some of the passangers. Zoe Orimoto and her two children were buttond down in rain gear (even though it wasn't raining. Not yet anyway) She watched her children play on deck together and often looked at the sky and listend for thunder. She wasn't a sea person but she grew up in a family of seamen and women. Fiona and Alex were stocking up the supplies being brought up. They didn't want to spend too much time in port. More passangers came on at this time

on the dock was a man in green civil war officer's uniform waiting to board the ship

"Passanger or worker?"

"Passanger or worker?"

"Passanger"said the man as he puts his Forage cap back on

"All right welcome aboard sir. Fiona will show you to your cabin."

"Follow me." Fi said. "This will be your cabin. Is it all right?"

"All right welcome aboard sir. Fiona will show you to your cabin."

"Follow me." Fi said. "This will be your cabin. Is it all right?"

the man picks up his backpack ,Rifle and Gun belt then falls in behind Fiona

With the girl sitting next to him, he simply returned to his prone position. When the girl that had been sketched by Owen walked away a few minutes later, he stood.

"Thank you for the company and song. May your night be pleasent." He commented in an out-of-the-blue kind of way before departing after the other girl.

ooc: Night-walkers = another term for vampire(as in the ones who walk the night), and possibly yes.
Yes, it would have caused her to appear drastically out of focus and within 24 hours disappear from the photo/negative completely. Also would have irritated her a great deal.

after been shown his room the man leaves his backpack and goes on deck

Matt figured it was time for him to interact with some people. He approached a man, he seemed to be the capitan, and began talking. "Good afternoon, sir." he said, and looked at the capitan.

With the girl sitting next to him, he simply returned to his prone position. When the girl that had been sketched by Owen walked away a few minutes later, he stood.

"Thank you for the company and song. May your night be pleasent." He commented in an out-of-the-blue kind of way before departing after the other girl.

ooc: Night-walkers = another term for vampire(as in the ones who walk the night), and possibly yes.
Yes, it would have caused her to appear drastically out of focus and within 24 hours disappear from the photo/negative completely. Also would have irritated her a great deal.

Owen decided to go and find the place where drinks, etc were served, putting away all of his sketching things, he didn't want to lose anything on the ship.

Gwendolyn listened to what the man said and then watched him leave. She did not continue to sing, but decided to go on the desk and watch the moon shine in the starry sky.

(Thanks for the information, Theao. It was helpful)

Matt figured it was time for him to interact with some people. He approached a man, he seemed to be the capitan, and began talking. "Good afternoon, sir." he said, and looked at the capitan.

"if you say so"said the man who still have not said who he is

OOC Theao vamps hey mm why that you see when i post his name

The next day found the two in different places, the man underneath an umbrella in a reclining deck chair while the girl was on deck looking up almost expectantly at the sky as if waiting for rain.

ooc: Could you clarify what you mean II?

The next day found the two in different places, the man underneath an umbrella in a reclining deck chair while the girl was on deck looking up almost expectantly at the sky as if waiting for rain.

ooc: Could you clarify what you mean II?

OOC ok his name is Jericho Cross

OOC ok his name is Jericho Cross

ooc: Don't follow.

ooc: Don't follow.

OOC never heard of the DarkWatch game

ooc: Nope, and now back to IC.

ooc: Nope, and now back to IC.
OOC
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Darkwatch
can't waiting

"We're ready to leave port." The captain said. And the ship took off from Oka into the wide Xanadou waters which had long been expanded "Sails at full."

"Sails at full!"


Crew members unfoild the sails to catch far more wind. Ocasionally sun peaked through the overcast but very rarely. It certianlly looked like rain, but other than that the sea was relatively calm. "Captain."

"Good day to you."

"Now is the time to pick passangers to join you at dinner tonight."

"Weather premitting?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Well show me the guest list. All right Passangers from Theao (ooc: can't rember their names) and Passangers from Edwardian England. Perhaps, well I best chose some native Kuronans."

"Is that it ma'am?"

"Yes. Smitty, would you please deliver these to the respected cabins?"

She handed him a stack of inviations

You are Coordially Invited to Dine with the Captain Tonight. Table One, at the furthest foward end of the room. Please dress in your best

the man looks out to sea and stats to sing to himself
"When Johnny Comes Marching Home Again,
Hurrah! Hurrah!
We'll give him a hearty welcome then'

A scowl came to grace the girl's face at the sky's obstinence in withholding rain. Stamping her foot, she decided to return to her cabin. Finding the letter she folded it into a pocket and got a book before returning to the main deck and taking a deck chair began reading.

ooc: Kurona, it'd be impossible to remember my two characters names seeing as I haven't given them yet(nor has anyone sought to find out)
Also, I take it your character is taken from the game, II?

OOC Theao yes but with changes
as for Darkwatch if you want to do something it can be the same or if not it's
a Infantry Division
IC

the man made up his mind an went to the fornt of the ship still sing to himself

"We're ready to leave port." The captain said. And the ship took off from Oka into the wide Xanadou waters which had long been expanded "Sails at full."

"Sails at full!"


Crew members unfoild the sails to catch far more wind. Ocasionally sun peaked through the overcast but very rarely. It certianlly looked like rain, but other than that the sea was relatively calm. "Captain."

"Good day to you."

"Now is the time to pick passangers to join you at dinner tonight."

"Weather premitting?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Well show me the guest list. All right Passangers from Theao (ooc: can't rember their names) and Passangers from Edwardian England. Perhaps, well I best chose some native Kuronans."

"Is that it ma'am?"

"Yes. Smitty, would you please deliver these to the respected cabins?"

She handed him a stack of inviations

Owen and Gwendolyn recieved the invitation(s) and were excited that they were invited to dine with the captain, at least Gwendolyn was. Owen was too, but he was not as excited as Gwendolyn was.

They got dressed in the finest attire they had and Gwendolyn began singing again, from the same song as before, thinking the verses she sung were relevant to the situation:

"For idleness is chief mistress of vices all:
Then who can say but mirth and play is best of all?"

They began walking at this time to Table One, as others were probably preparing to do, as the other passengers had probably been invited as well.

Matthew recieved an invitation, and while happy to be dining with the capitan, he was worried that someone had gotten his identity. He reluctantly headed over to the table.

As soon as he reached the table, his cell phone rang. Quickly, he picked up the phone, but not to his knowledge, he had hit the speakerphone button. "Yes, yes, what is it?" he snapped at his cell. "Mister President," the phone began broadcasting "I need you to...," it began, but he had immediatly closed it, and looked around at the confused and incerdulous (excuse my spelling) stares. He took a seat.

I have a question. Should I post my characters taking their seats at the table now or soon? Just making sure is all, I don't want them to be late for the dinner.

OOC: Yeah, i'd go ahead and do that :)

OOC: Yeah, i'd go ahead and do that :)

(Very well, I'll have them arrive)

Owen and Gwendolyn arrived and took their places at the table, dressed in fine attire. Gwendolyn did not sing the song that she was singing before but took her seat quietly (A possible reason, it be said, that she sung this particular song was she liked the tune) and so did Owen, he had left his sketching tools back in the cabin.

They looked around for a bit, giving their eyes a look at the Captain's quarters and they began to wait patiently for the festivities to begin. They could also see newcomers arriving and those who had came before them, it would be a good dinner indeed, let's hope it would be.

back in his room the man change out of what he was wearing to battle dress then sits on the bed as he checks his PDA

Night fail the sky still had shown no improvements. Now they semed to be moving in lower and thicker. The ship was also begining to rock and list a little more "Well I think we're in for a storm just not sure when. Early morning or much later this evening. Sure Dinner is a good idea?"

"Ma'am if there is any sign of an approaching storm we will immediatley sound the bells."

Mikago left the bridge for the main dining hall. She sat where the tabel would be, some guest were already there. "Good evening." She said.

May I ask when the dinner will be starting? Just wanting to make sure is all.

The girl and young man arrived within a short period of each other, thought in radically differing garb. She arrived first garbed in an irridescent blouse and skirt combination, however he arrive in an oversized black t-shirt and shorts with a vivid and provocative design adorning the back of his shirt. The back bore a picture of two flourescent orange demonic, lesbian babes involved in what was obviously a highly pleasurable activity thought it was just barely censored.

If one looked long enought, they'd swear they'd seen one of the faces shift slightly, wink and then return to its prior activities.

May I ask when the dinner will be starting? Just wanting to make sure is all.

Dinner is starting right now

Dinner is starting right now

Then let's serve the people and get this dinner going, because I think all the passengers are here now and waiting for things to get going.

Then let's serve the people and get this dinner going, because I think all the passengers are here now and waiting for things to get going.

OOC the ones i saw in the post are
IC
the man turns off the PDA and starts to clean his rifle

Owen and Gwendolyn awaited for the food and drink to come by talking to each other about their time on the ship, both said it was so far so good, nothing bad had happened so far.

Everyone had arrived, it seemed. Now only the food and drink was needed, now that the guests had been tooken care of.

(OOC: I'm going out of town for the weekend you can do what you please for the night if at all)

"I'm glad you would all join me for dinner. Has your trip been pleasent thus far?" The captain asked

The first course was put down. Plates of chilled salad.

after cleaning his rifle the man goes to bed

(OOC: I'm going out of town for the weekend you can do what you please for the night if at all)

"I'm glad you would all join me for dinner. Has your trip been pleasent thus far?" The captain asked

The first course was put down. Plates of chilled salad.

While Owen was dealing with the food, Gwendolyn looked to the captain and said: "It has been very pleasant, sir" in a nice and respectful manner that befitted her. "We are so far from Wales." Gwendolyn said before going to her food.

Everyone dined in and began eating their salad as the dinner went underway.

(My captain is a woman actually.)


"Well I'm glad. Oh if you are prone to motion sickness or sea sickness I recommend going to the infarmery and getting some sea-sickness tablets. You may also want to eat light. It's getting stormy"


Out on deck Fiona and Alex were keeping busy. "Sure is looking nasty up there." Fi said. "You think it's going to be big?"

"Could be."

"Remeber that Hurricane we saild through?"

"Who could forget."

"Fiona....We have a bit of a mess in Cabin 23."

"Oh dear, guess the sea sickness is setting in."

"I'll go take care of it."

(My captain is a woman actually.)


"Well I'm glad. Oh if you are prone to motion sickness or sea sickness I recommend going to the infarmery and getting some sea-sickness tablets. You may also want to eat light. It's getting stormy"


Out on deck Fiona and Alex were keeping busy. "Sure is looking nasty up there." Fi said. "You think it's going to be big?"

"Could be."

"Remeber that Hurricane we saild through?"

"Who could forget."

"Fiona....We have a bit of a mess in Cabin 23."

"Oh dear, guess the sea sickness is setting in."

"I'll go take care of it."

(Sorry for my mistake)

"Stormy? I hope we'll be safe." Gwendolyn said before Owen went to get some of the tablets that the captain mentioned, never can be too careful. He soon returned and they went back to eating their salad. The thought of a storm went through Gwendolyn's mind, would it strike the ship? She didn't know if it would, she had no choice but to wait and see.

Both passegers ate thier food in relative silence, thought at one point the young man looked over at Gwen for a few moments before returning to his meal.

Both passegers ate thier food in relative silence, thought at one point the young man looked over at Gwen for a few moments before returning to his meal.

As Gwendolyn ate her salad, she did notice the young man look at her for a few moments. She looked at him back for a bit and then went back to his meal. Gwendolyn and Owen also ate in silence, it looked as it everyone did.

"Good evening captain." The voice came from 1st Mate Midori Kuroda. She was also a close freind. "Midori. Come sit."

"Anything for you ma'am?"

"Nothing for me thank you. Oh excuse me, I'm Midori Kuroda, 1st Mate aboard." She stood and gave a bow. "Did you see thoes clouds captain? We're in for it tonight."

"Midori, 1st Mate Kuroda..." A weird way of keeping formal "I'd rather not frighten the passangers."

"Oh right sorry."

"I wouldn't worry. I'm well experienced and seasoned, and have the best crew. We'll make it through tonight with no trouble."

She whispered to Midori "Don't mention the Xanadouien sea is also one of the stormiest seas."

"Midori. Well why don't you all tell me about your selves."

Fi scrubbed the floor down with a cleaning broom.

"I'm really sorry ma'am. We cleaned it up our selves but the smell remained."

"Not to worry. This happens all the time. This will get rid of the stench, and clean what you may have missed."

An oldman asked "Do you always go about half-naked, lass?"

"Papa!" The woman said. "I'm sorry that was rude."

"No worries. Yes sir I do." Fi said in a slightly sarcastic tone. She did often do much of her ship duties in her underwear as well as slept that way. But she did wear clothes of course. "Anway, there's a storm blowing in be careful. Keep your small children close and don't go on deck."

"Yes ma'am."

Is there a storm coming, Kurona? Just wondering is all.

yes there is a storm comming

yes there is a storm comming

May I inquire as to when our ship shall be hit?

After dinner.

After dinner.

Thanks for the information, Kurona.

npb

Aya could feel the ship rocking and rolling. She put on her rain gear and walked out on deck. It was really dark and windy. She could feel an occasional rain drop and the seas were growing. "Getting pretty stormy."

ok so can my guy singing and that stuff(beqcause he saw the storm) be after dinner tyhen!

Have we paused this indefintely?

Have we paused this indefintely?

OOC don't know
last thing we did was you lot was at dinner and my person just went to bed

(OOC: Hey everyone I'm back. Thanks for being patient do what you please Zono I have no real problems)

Fi came back to her cabin. Her husband was there waiting for her. "Storm's blowing in fast Fi we have to get to work."

"I know it's looking nasty. Think this is going to get real bad?"

"Hard to say..."

"If the Captain or 1st Mate Ring for All Hands we know were in for a real big one."

Fi went to the closet and reached out for her yellow raincoat and hat. She didn't have the full on gear some others have, thus the coat went down to past the thighes of her bare legs. Alex had full gear. "Fi, maybe you should have my gear..."

"No Alex, we've argued about this before. The only reason I'm even putting on a raincoat is because Xanadou is always cold at this time."

A light clap of thunder echoed. "We have work to do, let's move."

Fi put on her hat, and Led Alex out the door. "Maybe Fi should be studying to be Captain." He muttered.

Back in the Dining Room the captain stood. "Well it's been a pleasure to dine with you tonight. But as the storm is approaching I really must return to the bridge. I advise you to return to your cabins. It's going to be a rought night I'm afraid."

Fi came back to her cabin. Her husband was there waiting for her. "Storm's blowing in fast Fi we have to get to work."

"I know it's looking nasty. Think this is going to get real bad?"

"Hard to say..."

"If the Captain or 1st Mate Ring for All Hands we know were in for a real big one."

Fi went to the closet and reached out for her yellow raincoat and hat. She didn't have the full on gear some others have, thus the coat went down to past the thighes of her bare legs. Alex had full gear. "Fi, maybe you should have my gear..."

"No Alex, we've argued about this before. The only reason I'm even putting on a raincoat is because Xanadou is always cold at this time."

A light clap of thunder echoed. "We have work to do, let's move."

Fi put on her hat, and Led Alex out the door. "Maybe Fi should be studying to be Captain." He muttered.

Back in the Dining Room the captain stood. "Well it's been a pleasure to dine with you tonight. But as the storm is approaching I really must return to the bridge. I advise you to return to your cabins. It's going to be a rought night I'm afraid."

"A storm? Captain, if I may ask, do you think the storm will cause any major problems?" Gwendolyn asked a bit concerned. She did not seem to like the idea of a storm coming towards the ship.

Meanwhile, Owen was getting ready to go to the cabin, but waited for Gwendolyn, as she was busy asking the Captain about the storm.

"A storm?" Owen thought to himself. "I hope it won't cause problems. I hope it won't. But if it does, we will have to deal with it." Owen continued to think.

Everyone got up and went to their cabins, after all the Captain just told them of an approaching storm. But one question remained....would the storm hit them?

"I can't say for sure. I'm going to be honest, Xanadou is known for it's notrious storms. And at this season we could be hitting them on daily basis if we're really unlucky. Worst comes to worst, pray for land fall."

She walked off with her first mate. The wind was gusting, it was comming in fast. To the bridge she entered. She usually could tell how rough it would be when the first streaks of lighing were to flash. So far nothing. "Well were going to hit it, I'm sure. Just don't know how rough it will be yet. We're probably at the edge of it and just comming in."

She suited up in her raingear and took the wheel. "Lucy, please make sure that people are in their cabins."

"Yes ma'am."

"I can't say for sure. I'm going to be honest, Xanadou is known for it's notrious storms. And at this season we could be hitting them on daily basis if we're really unlucky. Worst comes to worst, pray for land fall."

She walked off with her first mate. The wind was gusting, it was comming in fast. To the bridge she entered. She usually could tell how rough it would be when the first streaks of lighing were to flash. So far nothing. "Well were going to hit it, I'm sure. Just don't know how rough it will be yet. We're probably at the edge of it and just comming in."

She suited up in her raingear and took the wheel. "Lucy, please make sure that people are in their cabins."

"Yes ma'am."

Gwendolyn nodded and kept the information about Xanadou in her mind. "Come on, Gwen, we must be going." Owen said, taking her with him to their cabin.

When they got there, Owen made sure everything was in check, including the safety gear. "If the storm hits us, we will be prepared." he told his sister as he got the lifejackets ready.

All was well....for now. No one knew what would happen, all they could do was wait.

"mm a hours sleep"said the man looking at his watch
"may as well go on top"he to himself then heads out the room

"Excuse me sir but you must remain in your cabin till we pass through the storm." Lucy said.

"Excuse me sir but you must remain in your cabin till we pass through the storm." Lucy said.

"i sleep on deck of a troop ship in a Hurricane so storm is not much to me"said the man

"Sir that is the order. Unless you are crew you are to remain inside."

"i know a thing or two about ships "said man then walks past the female

The two had finished thier meals in relative peace, however the storm warning prompted the young man to approach the deck where it seemed another was arguing his right to go onto the deck. The girl however had returned to her stateroom and was soon asleep.

"i know a thing or two about ships "said man then walks past the female

as he was saying this the brothers dropped down from above him, their eyes starmy grey, said in a monotonuios voice(and in unison) "we mean you no disrespect sir..." and shoved him back into his cabin.
meanwhile, john(from the cherish) was getting ready to serve his duity to the ship he was on. getting a whole lot of rope to tie alonmg the deck (for reasons being: so noone fall of the ship and so it can act as banisters) as he climbed the stairs to the deck he heard a huge wave hit the deck... and a spash in the waters far below, he dashed the rest of the way, sprang from the holds of the ship while simutainusly tieng himself to the door
and plunged over to find the jaws of the sea at his neck and a bonny lass a few yards away, he swam to her and undid the rope around his waist, and tyed it around hers, he took tthe slack of the rope and with some of the last of his streanth pulled it around him in a knot, and pulled to get them from the icy waves of the sea.

there they were found a hour later by aion and his shipshape brother and pulld aboard.

Following that one wave the heavens opend up with a loud clap of Thunder (http://www.hollywoodlostandfound.net/sound/castlethunder.html) with a mighty streak of Lighting (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g310/AShadow17/Nation%20States/storm2.jpg) this was mean one alright, mean and it was only Day 2. 14 More Days of this trip remained. As long as the ship was intact and the passangers living, any chip charterd in Kurona goes it's full length, regardless of weather. Mikago had to keep her blance at the wheel, she was experience but even so a tad on the nervous and frigthend side. "That was too close for comfort." She pushed the wet hair out of her eyes and resumed.

The storm was in full swing, Aya was struggling at the mast to hold the ropes and keep the sails at trimed. They we're trimed early but the storm was forcing them undone.

Fiona came to help Aya out. "Pull!" Both were being bashed by constant waves. But both sucesfully pulled the rope and secured it down to prevent the sails from unraveling. But they needed to keep the strain off the mast.

as he was saying this the brothers dropped down from above him, their eyes starmy grey, said in a monotonuios voice(and in unison) "we mean you no disrespect sir..." and shoved him back into his cabin.
meanwhile, john(from the cherish) was getting ready to serve his duity to the ship he was on. getting a whole lot of rope to tie alonmg the deck (for reasons being: so noone fall of the ship and so it can act as banisters) as he climbed the stairs to the deck he heard a huge wave hit the deck... and a spash in the waters far below, he dashed the rest of the way, sprang from the holds of the ship while simutainusly tieng himself to the door
and plunged over to find the jaws of the sea at his neck and a bonny lass a few yards away, he swam to her and undid the rope around his waist, and tyed it around hers, he took tthe slack of the rope and with some of the last of his streanth pulled it around him in a knot, and pulled to get them from the icy waves of the sea.
there they were found a hour later by aion and his shipshape brother and pulld aboard.

OOC no way you got away with that
IC
the man side step the brother and smash his fist into the back of his head

"That's enough! Now you listen to me sir, I am the Security Cheif Aboard this Vessel, and I have the power to toss you overboard anytime, now return to your cabin!"

"That's enough! Now you listen to me sir, I am the Security Cheif Aboard this Vessel, and I have the power to toss you overboard anytime, now return to your cabin!"

man just look at the other person with red eyes glowing
"like i said i know a thing or two about ships"said the man

The battering of the ship seemed to have no effect on her balance as she moved with a grace beyond that of all but the most seasoned seamen. Appearing behind the obstinate man, she gently tappped him on the should and said in siblent tones. "It might be better to return to your chamber, regardless of what you know about ships."

While much of the crew was having water dumped on them from the angry sea, Emily was having water dumped on her from her big sister. "Hold still, or I can't wash you properly!" Kathrin said. "I'm trying but the ship is moving around so much and I hate having my hair washed!" Emily pouted. She was still young only 7, while her sister was 18. Kathrin was the only one for Emily. "You want to have that pretty read hair shine, shine or well in this case rain." Thunder (http://www.hollywoodlostandfound.net/sound/castlethunder.html) crashed again. Kathrin wasn't the least bit afraid, but Emily was. "Now hold still, this is the last wash." Emily squeezed her eyes shut as Kathrin washed her hair and scrubbed her down, then poured water on her. Kathrin was also begining to lose balance holding the heavy bucket of water and on her knees.

(ooc: I should mention at this point, I don't mind if you want to play multiple roles of your already existing characters and other chracters)

The battering of the ship seemed to have no effect on her balance as she moved with a grace beyond that of all but the most seasoned seamen. Appearing behind the obstinate man, she gently tappped him on the should and said in siblent tones. "It might be better to return to your chamber, regardless of what you know about ships."

"i would but a storm is the only time i see my love one"said man to her then leave for the deck

She gave him a very stange look but otherwise did nothing to hinder his progress. After he departed, she headed toward her stateroom but remained outside, just standing and moving with the motion of the ship.

Fi lost her balance and fell into Alex's armes. "Careful Fi!"

"Thanks!"

Fi gave him a kiss and resumed her duties. Alex stayed by her side lighting her with the lone lantern. More streaks of Lighting (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g310/AShadow17/Nation%20States/storm.jpg) flashed and more. Waves (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g310/AShadow17/Nation%20States/Storm4.jpg) crashed upon the boat decks, often bringing with were Fish (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g310/AShadow17/Nation%20States/Storm3.jpg) Fortunatley Xanadou was devoid of sharks, making life somewhat easier.

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standing on the deck the storm did very litte to the man as he set up a six crystals

(Don't let this die!)

Aya kept being washed over by the pounding waves. Her attention turned to the strange man setting up crystals. "What is he doing?"

(Oh my I just realized I signed up for this. Sorry the stress gets to me. But I'll try something new)

Iside a cabin two nekos sat and listend to the raging storm. Neither of them could swim well so both were quite frightened. One had long red hair the other dark brown earthy hair. Thunder crashed and both jumped and held eachother quite close. "Yuki" Said the dark haired one. "What is it Marta?"

"Do you think we'll be okay? It's really stormy."

"We'll be okay Marta!" Yuki said cheerfully. "No need for us to be scared!" More thunder. The door rattled like it would burst open soon. "Before we know it this trip will be over, we'll have our money and we'll be together on dry land." Yuki gave Marta a lick.

the six crystals start to glow as the man say some words to them

The young man passed the girl standing outside her cabin door in silence as he made his way to the deck. Passing a door he could here what sounded like felinic fear sounds. Pausing he gently knocked upon the door.

"Who on earth would be out in such a storm?"

"Get dressed." Both just butoned up in Raincoats, once they opend that door water would likely gush in. Yuki went to the door with Marta. "Okay, 3,2,1!"

They yanked open the door and heavy rains peleted them. They waited for whoever was at their door to come in quickly.

Two people in heavy raincoats that obscured face and form answered the door. Stepping inside, he shut the door after him. "Is there a distresses cat here?"

"Um no sir. It's just us two."

"Really? I am certain I heard felinic sounds." He asked in some measure of surprise. "However if that is the case I will be on my way."

"Well..." Yuki was prepared to tell they were nekos but felt it unwise to reveal such info.

"You becareful sir."

"As you." He replied as he chose not to mention the concern was unnecessary. "Do not worry about me." He added as he opened the door a bit and slipped through, closing it behind him.

He then continued on his way toward the deck.

Another loud clap of thunder scared the girls out of their wits. Both embraced eachother.

As they screamed, they heard another knock on the door.

"Is it him again?" Yuki asked panting?

"Don't know but we'll probably be keeping our coats on all night."

They opend the door once again this time sea water came in with the man

"I heard a scream. Is there anything I may do?" He asked as he ensured the door was closed.

"I don't think so. We're just frightend is all." Thunder crashed and the ship listed more. The room however suddenly went dark, with only lighitng illuminating it. "Oh no the lantern must have gone out from all the water!"

While Owen was preparing things for the possible bailing from the ship, Gwendolyn had decided to go outside and take a stroll through the ship. "Behold the sea, the mighty restless sea!" she said as she walked. "Through wind and storm the foaming breakers roar!" she continued, as if reciting some poem or story.

Later on in time, as she walked, she began to say a poem, but only the parts she felt applied to the situation:

"Electrical currents flow over me,
Rain pitter-patters on the sea.

Dark gray clouds blanket the sky
And I watch objects fly by. Driving winds twist and turn,
The crashing waves begin to churn.

Lightning stretches white and purple arms,
Deafened is the sound of ringing alarms.

The tempest races on and on,
For a storm’s beauty is never calm."

She then noticed the young man she had seen before, with two other people (Theao/Magic Sorcery). They seemed to be talking, this she observed as she went to walk by them. As she walked, she knew that was the man she saw before, but who were these others?

The young girl stumbled into their cabin, "Hey young one, what are you doing out in such weather? You should be in your cabin!"

They helped her up and braced her with the listing ship

The young girl stumbled into their cabin, "Hey young one, what are you doing out in such weather? You should be in your cabin!"

They helped her up and braced her with the listing ship

(What is a listing ship?)

Gwendolyn thanked them for their help and went into their cabin. "I hope this ship doesn't share a room with the Titanic." Gwendolyn said.

Meanwhile, back at the cabin, Owen got everything ready. He knew that if they needed to bail the ship, they'd be prepared to do so.

(OOC: It means it's rocking)

"I hope so too!" Yuki said

He had been about to offer something to aid in the problem of the darkness when his singing partner stumbled into the cabin. "Hello again. Do any of the three of you mind if I do something about this darkness?"

"Oh please do!" More thunder and lighting

Cupping his hands together, he began to concentrate. A few seconds later, a faint glow began seeping throught the cracks in his hand and through the skin. Uncupping his hands, he revealled a smallish ball of St. Elmo's fire that drifted to the ceiling and remained there, throwing a pale glow over the cabin.

'Amazing!"

"He must be magical."

"I suppose we can tell him."

"Perhaps after the storm."

"Thank you sir for lighting the room back up."

He heard the gasps of surprise and the whispered conversation and had a pretty good idea what it was about. "Your welcome, and now that you have a light that will last the storm, I must be off again."

"May the three of you be safe and comfort each other." He added as he exited the door.

"I don't think the storm will last much longer." Mikago said. "I really hope it doesn't I don't think we can take much more." The ship contiuned to struggle (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g310/AShadow17/Nation%20States/Storm6.jpg) through the mighty waves. "Captain, maybe I should take over. You need rest!" Midori said. "Very well. Take it Midori."

Midior took the wheel. It was pretty rough. Bright flashes of lighting illuminated (http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g310/AShadow17/Nation%20States/Storm7.jpg) the dark and stormy seas

(Sorry for my late entry into this, let me catch up)

Gwendolyn responded to the young man's greeting with one of her own and then watched as he seemed to produce light, the other girls seemed to think he was magical. Gwendolyn never saw such things and watched as it played out.

As he left, Gwendolyn looked at the others and began to interact with them. "Was that...magic?" she thought to herself as she sat in the room with the two other girls.

By now, the storm was getting more fierce, more ruthless in rocking the ship, possibly getting ready to dispose of the vessal, but no one knew what would be the end result but perhaps they would. Perhaps they would.

the glow from the six crystals now illuminated all of the ship

"there that should keep us safe"said the man

It seemed like hours upon hours. It felt like an eternity of waves bashing the poor boat. Felt like lightning would strike at any point, but finally at long last the storm passed the sky cleared and the first rays of the morning sun shun through the still dark storm clouds. There were still a few scattered black thunder clouds that remained on the horizion.

Alex and Fiona returned to their cabin both batterd and tired.

"And I thought that hurricane was bad." Fi joked

"Yeah...I really hope we don't encouter more like thoes." Alex responded.

"Me too." Both removed their rain gear and their weat clothes and climbed under a blanket together. Fi's face suddenly flushed red. "Alex...You really?"

"It may be our last chance. I feel that was a bad omen."

"A storm is a storm Alex. Bad or fine."

"All right Fi I understand."

"Hey I thought I was the forward one? Rember our first time at sea together? That stormy night, we skipped out on duties because of me. I'd much rather sleep Alex I'm really tired."

"All right your right. We both could do with some sleep."

as the sun shown through the clouds the ship found themselves with a new cook, the stolaway. he was also very useful in fishing and rationing, as that was all he could aboard his own makeship ship.