Molly Fullin: And, the grand ballroom of the SS Dreamline - extravagant, perhaps better described as opulent with rich chandeliers and sparkling decor. For this particular event, guests were asked to dress formally - and provided with a wide range of options for formal garb at the benefactor's expense. It's here amongst the halls that Molly's showing off an almond-pink dress titled "teardrops". So named for the cutouts, the one in back starting between her shoulderblades and allowing her tails to poke through, and the one in front... much more modestly presenting a small degree of clevage and more of her stomach.
Dispea: *Dispea wanders into the ballroom, looking around a moment. She's in a nice shiny silvery blue dress with green sequins sewn along the seams. She looks around a few moments, yes, she's looking for possible hidden eggs. Easter season and all.*
Molly Fullin: Well, there's eggs... but presently they're just chocolate and other confections (like marzipan, and white chocolate) lined up on a table. Molly smiles and curtsies to Dispea as the dragoness enters, "Ah, hello Dispea!"
Xaila: Bad idea to curtsey Molly. A little ball of puff lands on the 'Spinner's back.
Molly Fullin: Bowing would have been worse... a tail reaches up to swat at the lander.
Dispea: "Hello... Molly! ....I think?" *The dragoness frowns slightly, thinking* "Sorry if I forget your name. I seem to be getting worse in the memory department lately. Happy Easter! Don't suppose there's going to be an egg hunt later?" *Amused grin*
Xaila: The lander leaps to her head! And warks cutely!
Dispea: *Blinking at the fluff lander* "What in the world?"
Molly Fullin: She glares upwards, then smiles at Dispea, "Yes, at some point. I would have to guess that's a mini-pandy... probably Xai."
Xaila: Wearing a pair of bunny ears instead of normal pandy ears. A little bizzare... "Heehee..."
Dispea: "...That's Xai? ...The summoned by a paintbrush goddess?" *Blinking dragon, examining the pandy with a tilted head*
Molly Fullin: Molly nods, perhaps disorienting her percher, "Yea..."
Xaila: "Waaahhhh!" @_@
Dispea: "...Must be handy for stealth operations. *Shrugging with a smile* "So... Where's the rest of the party?" *Looking at the.. so far mostly empty ballroom*
Xaila: "Prolly late from overeating..."
Youkai Morningstar: Somewhere on deck, a fiery version of the Tardis appears. The doors open and Youkai emerges dressed in a white silk suit and white trenchcoat.
Molly Fullin: "Or just fashionably late. Have some chocolate in the mean time?"
Youkai Morningstar: Youkai dismisses the blazing policebox and heads towards the ball room with his hands in his coat pockets.
Xaila: Xaila hopes to god that wasn't her tardis on fire. Flaming undies are uncomfortable.
Xaila: Oh phew. Policebox tardis. Woo.
Youkai Morningstar: (( ... *sweatdrop* you wear tardis underwear? ))
Dispea: "Mmm, where's mezzo when there's candy to devour? *Smiling dragoness* Sounds like a plan molly!" *And heading over to the feast, picking out a few assorted chocolate types. Got any red chocolate?*
Xaila: A tail points to profile.
Youkai Morningstar: (( I see.... >.> <.< =.= ))
Molly Fullin: While the player isn't familiar with it, the crew probaly are and likely have it available.
Youkai Morningstar: Youkai enters the ballroom and looks at the chocolate eggs and barely suppresses a chuckle.
Kei Unit01: Kei peeks around a doorway. o.o
Orpha Delilah Cillian: Orpha tilts her head to the side. Hey how'd she get in? Easy. One of the crew helped her to the room. "Hmmm. Its not overrun with bunnies. Pity." She'd have made a killing off bunny fur coats and selling the meat to Chinese restaurants...
Molly Fullin: Molly waves, gently, to the hell-lord, "Ah, hello Youkai. Please, enjoy." Amidst the other aphrodisiac-laden fertility representations include, yes, chocolate bunnies with suggestively long erect ears.
Dispea: ((Ah, it's made in Canada with red water from a lake which pools at the base of some iron rich mountains... but trying to google it up now only gets you those stupid chocolate phones. Bleh. Anyway, rich chocolate.)) *Dispea happily samples the eggs, blinking and waving to Youkai when he looks over* "Evening!" *She hasn't spotted Orpha just yet, though*
Youkai Morningstar: Youkai inclines his head to Dispea at her greeting.
Kei Unit01: Kei doesn't want to be a bunny now.
Orpha Delilah Cillian: One bunny can't make a coat.
Molly Fullin: But she could make the trim on some gloves~
Dispea: *Munching on a white chocolate egg, the dragon does see the place coming to life!* "Hey! Orpha! Allo!" *She has spotted Orpha! Run! Before she tries to engage in chatter!*
Youkai Morningstar: (Depends on how fast the bunny knits)
Orpha Delilah Cillian: Point there... but its a Kei bunny. If she used a Kei-bunny she'd be sued for lord knows what. Especially if she forced a Kei-bunny into cheap labour.
Bob the Outcast: ((Just thought I'd say hi))
Orpha Delilah Cillian: "Dispea!" Orpha twirls over to the dragon in a butter-yellow number that's flowy and frilly. But there are two odd things about her little number. One, there's a long black fox tail sewn off the back of it, and two, her yellow headband as a pair of black bunny ears on it.
Dispea: ((Allo Bob, not stopping in?))
Kei Unit01: And so Kei decides to skip on over to where she can sit without getting in the way.
Xaila: (( Now stay and get high. Sugar high that is. ))
Dispea: "Good seeing you! Here for candy?" *She grins, offering her plate of assorted chocolate eggs to the Boutique owner* "Looks like you've fixed yourself a wonderfully unique outfit again! But why the fox tail with the bunny ears?"
Bob the Outcast: ((Not now. Got dinner coming out of the oven))
Bob the Outcast: ((Well the microwave oven))
Bob the Outcast: ((Don't judge me))
Youkai Morningstar: (judges Bob)
Xaila: (( NGUILTY! >.> Oh wait sorry... you said don't. ))
Eleuterius Penfield: ((GUILTY...OF BEING DELICIOUS.))
Xaila: (( AND MOIST! ))
Molly Fullin: Molly hrms, having found out that Bob's got something in the oven. She didn't know male humans could have that happen.
Eleuterius Penfield: Happens to 'Looter all the time.
Xaila: Xaila is glad she isn't reading Molly's thoughts... gnaws on a 'Spinner ear instead.
Xaila: (( Okay its all your fault I spat out milk tea all over my screen Looter ))
Molly Fullin: "Hey!" She swats!
Eleuterius Penfield: ((Oh dear God I misread that.))
Orpha Delilah Cillian: She ooos at the spread and takes an egg, chewing on it as her head tilts. "Hmmm? Oh!" She giggles. "Ah, a few very good friends of mine are naturally gifted with well, fox tails and bunny ears, and they get into allll sorts of fun at Easter because of them. I joined in this year!"
Xaila: (( Oh dear god I need to join a convent or something for mental purification. ))
Xaila: "WARK!" Swatted. She huffs and swats back with her tail.
Dispea: "oooo? Sounds fun. I had a rather boring Easter, was hoping for something fun tonight. And what's more fun than meeting a friend? *Smiling* I hope my outfit isn't too tacky, I sorta winged it, and while it looks nice... I'm not sure if I could've done better or not."
Orpha Delilah Cillian: She laughs. "You're fine. My first rule regarding fashion is that you make it your own after all~" Munch.
Ginger Malloy: Well, at least it's not a T-rex invading again. Ginger's wearing a soft, sleeveless dress in layers of translucent pale green and gold silk, with her hair all done up on top of her head. It's quite a different look than her usual t-shirt and jeans combination. She looks rather elegant, actually.
Molly Fullin: Molly bobs a tail in Kei's direction, a subtle wave to the girl.
Dispea: "Mmmm hmmm, but I have to admit it puts you more at ease to shop with someone and have at least one agreeing person, rather than thinking it looks good and hoping others think the same." *Chuckling Dragon* "Oh, I don't think I've heard much about Cookie lately, is she still okay?" *The dragon asking about that friend Orpha mentioned before*
Kei Unit01: Kei tilts her head at Molly. She was people watching, so she noticed such a motion.
Orpha Delilah Cillian: "Cookie's fine. Cookie's doing what she can do best. Stand around letting everyone take her picture. Oh and bitching out her damn mutt." She smirks.
Orpha Delilah Cillian: Yes, Orpha has a bad opinion about pets. Not her style!
Dispea: *Shaking her head with a smile* "Sounds like she's having fun then. And how're you? How's business?"
Orpha Delilah Cillian: "Business is good... bikini season. Everyone's trying to buy suits two sizes too small." She rolls her eyes and goes for another egg.
Dispea: "Mmm, I fear I know that feeling. I'm just glad having a tail and flying nearly everywhere burns a lot of extra calories, or I'd really need to update my wardrobe. I've started trying my hand at confectioneries. Which of course means I sample a lot."
Kei Unit01: She tries to imagine what she'd look like in a suit two sizes too small. She wondered if she'd be wearing anything at all.
Orpha Delilah Cillian: "Ooooh? You're kiddin' me!"
Eleuterius Penfield: And behind Ginger was 'Looter, of course, wearing something...not plaid. A semi-formal suit in face. Orpha's probably relieved.
Kei Unit01: Do they make sizes -1 and -2?
Bob the Outcast: ((That was a subpar roast))
Kei Unit01: ((Birdie or Eagle?))
Orpha Delilah Cillian: At first Orpha's plaid alarm goes off, and she turns to view the offender... sees Ginger and Looter. Not them, wait wait! Double take. "Oh wow..." She says. The pair get a clap from the designer!
Dispea: *Shrugging with a smile* "It's just a hobby right now, nothing formal. I always baked brownies at this chat place when Mezzo showed up, but made them a bit more enjoyable. So, now I'm trying my hands at making chocolates, made cigars, working on small decorative things, might try making some tiny marzipan models soon." *The dragoness blinks at Orpha's clap, and looks over at.. Ginger and Looter? Mildly confused dragon*
Ginger Malloy: Ginger grimaces. She hates dressing up. And she's still not comfortable at parties. But here she is.
Orpha Delilah Cillian: Hey she just got applause from a local celebrity on the fashion scene. That has to count for something.
Orpha Delilah Cillian: :D
Ginger Malloy: Yes, but now people are looking at her!
Orpha Delilah Cillian: "Ohhh? Man I need to see some of this work. I'm always looking for ways to make Fabrizia stand out amongst the rest of the fashion shops in DTAC. I swear ever since I put in neon, the whole joint's gone up and turned into the Vegas-strip. Tramps not included until sunset."
Eleuterius Penfield: 'Looter just grinned broadly as he slipped an arm around his bashful bride.
Ginger Malloy: She sighs and blushes enough to hide her freckles. "I feel silly."
Molly Fullin: Molly makes her way over to the duo, "Eluterius, Ginger, you two are looking wonderful this evening~"
Dispea: "Hey, it's your fault for being so good at it that people put up similar stores around there to sponge off any clients you don't have the time for. *Grinning dragon* I'd be happy to provide what limited confections I can, though. Any specific things?"
Ginger Malloy: "Er...thank you..." She tries not to blush more at Molly.
Eleuterius Penfield: "Oh ah...thanks Miss Fullin." He's still grinning. Probably because he's got the most beautiful girl in the world on his arm.
Kei Unit01: Having completely disregarded her surroundings, Kei was dressed like Kei. e.g. She was dressed as she normally dressed.
Orpha Delilah Cillian: Disco-coat? Oh dear.
Molly Fullin: "Well, please enjoy," she smiles, and makes her way over to sample some of the chocolates herself.
Kei Unit01: She makes it work.
Ginger Malloy: Beautiful? Bah. Cute, maybe, in a girlish sort of way, but Ginger's never thought of herself as beautiful. Especially not with said aforementioned face of freckles. Especially not with women like Molly and Orpha in the room.
Eleuterius Penfield: Well she's beautiful to the person it matters the most to, at least.
Eleuterius Penfield: At any rate, he nodded as Molly departed before waving at Kei!
Ginger Malloy: That's true. Ginger tries not to be so self-conscious, but parties do that to her. She keeps an arm around Eli, clutching rather nervously.
Kei Unit01: And Kei mutely waves back. She was people watching! A people watcher does not directly interact with the peoples she is watching.
Kei Unit01: If she can help it.
Eleuterius Penfield: Too bad! That's what she gets for befriending 'Looter. At any rate, arm-in-arm with Ginger, he'd start heading towards the Dream's most beloved cyborg-girl.
Kei Unit01: Not that the act of watching doesn't already affect the actions of those being watched and... oh dear, look at what she's done now.
Ginger Malloy: And Ginger is forcibly hauled off for social interaction! Oh noes!
Kei Unit01: She wasn't going to eat Kei in order to avoid the situation, was she?
Ginger Malloy: That depends...
Orpha Delilah Cillian: "Hmmm... cute things. Need not have to do with fashion really, but it could never hurt..."
Bob the Outcast: ((Is this a formal event?))
Kei Unit01: ((Kei doesn't seem to think so.))
Orpha Delilah Cillian: (( Most are dressed rather fancy... ))
Molly Fullin: (( Yes, it is ))
Dispea: "Well, that'll be easiest with marzipan. You can shape that stuff into anything!" *Nodding Dragoness* "Looks like the party is getting a little more lively."
Bob the Outcast: ((Check))
Ginger Malloy: ((I'm sorry, we don't accept checks. We do, however, accept Visa and Mastercard.))
Kei Unit01: "Hi, Mister Penfield, Hi, Miss Malloy." Kei has to be all social now, awh...
Orpha Delilah Cillian: (( "But American Express is in STYLE at the moment, why can't you accept that!?" ))
Ginger Malloy: ((They charge extra.))
Ginger Malloy: "Hello, Kei." Actually, ginger's not so awkward around Kei. At least she knows her.
Orpha Delilah Cillian: (( Hmph. ))
Quizt: A little mechanical man walks in, like a shining steel dwarf. It's head is a transparent bubble, filled with a gelatinous substance like some nightmarish snowglobe, glowing soft blues and violets. Tiny dark dots, miniscule eyes, peer out at the surrounding world. On the front of the metal dwarf, positioned in center just under the dome, is perched a little black bow tie, held in place by magnetics.
Quizt: In certain situations "black tie" has to be taken a little more literally than usual.
Dispea: *Dispea.. is forced to stop and blink at Quizt. If only for the new arrival factor. One blink, two, then a sheepish grin* "Good evening! Welcome to the party!"
Orpha Delilah Cillian: Oh dear. "Ooo! Marzipan. That stufff is..." She looks and gawks. "Who called in the R2D2 cosplayer..."
Kei Unit01: "You two look nice tonight. Are you going to dance?"
Molly Fullin: Molly looks up from a half-eaten caramel-cored chocolate egg, "Ah, hello Quizt'loala..." and she gives up here, "Welcome, glad you could make it."
Ginger Malloy: "Errr...I don't dance very well." Ginger blushes a little again.
Dispea: "Oh, you're a fan of marzipan? I'm thinking of putting out the extra money for one of those food dye air jet colorers, would be nice just for the coolness factor. Making real looking marzipan objects."
Orpha Delilah Cillian: "Coolness factors are key... it'd be money well spent."
Quizt: The dwarven mechano-man looks around the ballroom in what could easily be interpreted as silent awe. Not that it has a face to judge its actual emotions by. The shifting colours under the dome become a little more agitated as Dispea greets the creature, delving into deeper, darker violets. "Good evening sentient!" it says in a bubbling, tinny voice. Tiny black eyes seem to stare right through Molly for a moment when she greets the thing by name. Finally it answers with a hesitant "Hello, Molly Fullin! Pleased to encounter you again."
Kei Unit01: "This isn't a competition, Miss Ginger. How well you dance doesn't matter."
Dispea: "Well, in order to use it right, I'd not only need confection making lessons, but also art lessons on proper coloring and shading. *Sticking her tongue out* "Seems a lot of work."
Orpha Delilah Cillian: "How many of your treats does Mezzo eat?" She asks, with a raised eyebrow.
Dispea: "Mostly the brownies, she liked the cigars, I haven't really worked on the marzipan enough to start carrying them with me in case I meet her."
Orpha Delilah Cillian: "If she can chew on that. I have a feeling she's snort your marzipan up like crack." She winks.
Orpha Delilah Cillian: But then again... she inwardly realizes Mezzo doesn't seem food-picky lately. As she poor git came in to get bigger pants a few days earlier.
Dispea: *The dragoness laughs* "So she's the big marzipan fan, huh? She does love her sweets."
Orpha Delilah Cillian: "Who can hate the stuff? Unless you're allergic..."
Dispea: "Mmmm, true. Although if I keep sampling it to make sure it's the right consistancy, I'm gonna get sick of it."
Orpha Delilah Cillian: "That's why you hire Mezzo!" She laughs.
Dispea: "Oooo, that could work. Although she'd only be available for testing the food when she's not singing."
Eleuterius Penfield: Too bad! That's what she gets for befriending 'Looter. At any rate, arm-in-arm with Ginger, he'd start heading towards the Dream's most beloved cyborg-girl.
Molly Fullin: Molly smiles, "Indeed, it's a pleasure as well. Then she licks at the caramel core of the egg.
Eleuterius Penfield: Too bad! That's what she gets for befriending 'Looter. At any rate, arm-in-arm with Ginger, he'd start heading towards the Dream's most beloved cyborg-girl.
Orpha Delilah Cillian: (( O__o ))
Kei Unit01: Kei time warps and waves hello to Eleuterius again. =D
Angus Weaver: (I get the feeling 'Looter's connection is shaky?)
Centaur Prime: Might as well add one more guest coming in the ballroom door - a 'taur in a tux - and slightly uncomfortable.
Orpha Delilah Cillian: "Eat and sing... does that sound like a lifestyle Mezzo would complain about?"
Sgt. Kael: *The PG wouldn't mind a quick update about today's scenery~*
Dispea: "...True. True." *Chuckling* "Say Molly, when's the egg hunt to start?" *Dispea's hoping she can catch Molly's attention. She's debating a few moments out on the deck to watch the ocean roll by*
Quizt: Quizt stares at Molly's candy egg. Actually he stares at everything, having three hundred sixty degrees of vision. But the candy egg, and the rest of the candy, does have the focus of his attention right now. "I was hoping to observe some of the rituals of this religious ceremony. Luckily I was able to find my tie. I'm afraid Shhshn do not typically carry a wide wardrobe when we travel." Apparently this is a joke, and is accompanied by a disturbing recorded laugh, more 'muahaha' than 'hahaha'. "I have many questions. I am very curious about the connection between these confectionaries and ritual mutilation."
Centaur Prime: Did I mention flying is good at working up an appetite? He heads for the refreshment table, in search of food.
Quizt: He doesn't seem to be asking anyone in particular. In fact the strange little thing could very well be talking to itself.
Molly Fullin: Presently we're in an opulently-decorated ballroom on the SS Dreamline, with crystal chandeliers and exquisite wall ornaments along with a decadant feast of food and candy. Molly's wearing a sugared-almond pink dress with two teardrop cutouts, one largeish one in back, from her shoulderblades down to her tails, and a somewhat more discrete one that shows a bit of clevage and almost her navel in front.
Quizt: It is an utter crime that the alien Quizt cannot appreciate Molly's wardrobe.
Quizt: Then again he's probably the only person who wouldn't be the least bit put off if Ginger were to turn into something unpleasant.
Quizt: It's a strange sort of trade-off.
Orpha Delilah Cillian: "Egg hunt?" Orpha snorts at the idea!
Dispea: "Is there something wrong with an egg hunt?" *Grinning at Orpha*
Molly Fullin: "Shortly," Molly calls to Dispea, "They're almost done with the prep-work on the aft deck..."
Orpha Delilah Cillian: "Its so juvenile..."
Dispea: "Nothing juvenile if they make it for adults. Cracking open a plastic egg and finding a 5 spot, for example."
Orpha Delilah Cillian: "I'd rather find a 5 carat..." She snickers.
Angus Weaver: Another guest wanders in, a fox in a blue kimono, with an embroidered dragon made to look like it's wrapped around the wearer. The cut's differently from the human model, to accommodate his tails, which he has three of at the moment.
Molly Fullin: "Most have chocolate inside, or coupons for some prizes. Nothing quite so expensive, but..." she's not going to say that there's certain limits to her ability to fund the fun and games.
Dispea: "That may be a bit generous for the cruise, don'tcha think?" *Smirking dragoness* "But it would be nice."
Dispea: *Nodding to Molly* *and Waving to Angus* "Evening!"
Quizt: Quizt has started methodically dissecting chocolates, making a sticky mess of caramels and nugets.
Centaur Prime: The large 'taur fills a small plate with assorted treats, and turns to head towards the middle of the room
Orpha Delilah Cillian: "Hey I can't help it if I have a caviar taste on a fish paste cruise..." She's saying that teasingly. She actually thinks highly of the ship.
Molly Fullin: Molly offers Quizt a plate, "Here, to put the pieces on, if you would? That stuff can be so hard to get out of the carpet."
Dispea: "High Society tastes! How do you stand hanging out with a middle class dragon such as myself?" *Teasing grin shot back at her!*
Angus Weaver: "Ah, g'even." He waves back, then heads for the chocolates, collecting one of each on a plate. He glances at the other guests, smiling nervously, but not making much eye contact.
Ginger Malloy: ((Hmm. While Diet tries to fix whatever's wrong with his chat, I think I'll sneak away for a sec and take a quick shower so I don't have to fight for the bathroom in the morning. Brb guys.))
Orpha Delilah Cillian: "You're middle class?" She bats her eyelashes innocently.
Quizt: "Oh!" Quizt sounds a little shocked. Or embarrassed. He takes the plate. "Of course."
Dispea: "Upper Middle Class is still Middle. *Sticking her tongue out*
Orpha Delilah Cillian: "Still above the poverty line. Therefore you are worthy of my attention."
Angus Weaver: "Eh, what's all this talk of class?" He bites into a caramel egg.
Dispea: "I love you too, hon." *Shaking her head with a grin*
Orpha Delilah Cillian: She giggles and winks at Dispea before looking at Angus. "We're discussing our positions on the social ladder."
Dispea: "Orpha's just affirming her position in high society." *Grinning dragoness*
Orpha Delilah Cillian: "I can't help it if I was born with a silver spoon AND hair..."
Angus Weaver: "Ahh. I prefer a level playing field." He shuffles a bit. "Come to it, I don't really do formal wear. Last time I was in this thing..." He trails off, and hides the egg from view so he can lick it empty discreetly.
Centaur Prime: ((*shakes his head and pulls the 'taur.* I don't seem to have the focus to stay here, and I'm not seeing any conversation openings to slip into. Mostly my problem I suppose.))
Orpha Delilah Cillian: Orpha rolls her eyes and giggles before nabbing her own egg.
Quizt: ((CP if you want to stick around I can start poking and prodding at you))
Krinele Fullin: "It's no big issue... and.." an attendant whispers in her ear, "The aft deck's ready... those who want to may go ahead and go for a hunt," she smiles, "Otherwise, there's plenty of goodies here."
Eleuterius Penfield: ((Okay...))
Quizt: ((The desirability of attention from Quizt is questionable at best...))
Dispea: ((Sorry CP, good to see you again, though)) *Dispea assaults a hollow milk chocolate egg herself*
Centaur Prime: ((*shrugs* It'll be interesting to watch. I'm getting a little drifty, so not the best mental condition for RP anyways.))
Quizt: "A hunt? Does this craft have vermin?"
Angus Weaver: (Well, we all have off days, CP. And it's a bit late to say, but we hope to see you later on, Ginger-PG and Diet.)
Eleuterius Penfield: 'Looter...well...since his PG's connection seemed to have finally stopped screwing up he'd just take to watching Quizt do terrible things to chocolate.
Orpha Delilah Cillian: "I doubt that!" Orpha says. "Unless the rat is a couple feet tall and sentient..."
Dispea: *Blinking dispea* "That's... a disturbing thought, Orpha."
Angus Weaver: Finishing off the egg, he chuckles a bit himself before bringing it back into view, and crunching. "Sorry, that was a bit silly, wasn't it?" He look sideways at Quizt, after the comment. "I know he's not from around here, but... How to explain an egg hunt?"
Centaur Prime: ((Part of the drifty might come from having gotten up 30 minutes earlier than usual for church.))
Molly Fullin: Molly shakes her head, "No, no... there's a variety of eggs, plastic ones, hidden around the aft deck. The object is to have fun finding as many as you can."
Angus Weaver: Angus blinks at Dispea in turn. "What's disturbing, a sapient two-foot-tall rat, or hunting one?" He bites into a second egg, cream filled this time.
Dickie Danger: His entrance thwarted by the silver tongue of the babe with the big rump, Dickie takes off to the seedier side of Anycity. Where he BELONGS.
Dispea: "Sentient two foot rat hunt. I mean, slaughtering a rat is one thing, killing another person is... kinda creepy. ...Heck, a 2 foot non-sentient rat would be disturbing too."
Quizt: He stares at Molly a moment. "I will have to revise my definition of 'hunt'. Most curious. May I take part?"
Dispea: *She doesn't not have that big a rump! She may have a big tail, but that's it. :p*
Centaur Prime: ((Dickie - check the chat information. The setting is a cruse ship rather than open chat.))
Molly Fullin: "Certainly. You know the way to the area with the pool at the stern of the ship?"
Ginger Malloy: Ginger, too, seems fascinated by the candy carnage...
Ginger Malloy: ((Ahhh. Boiled like a lobster and feelin' good.))
Quizt: "The pleasant liquid chemical environment! Yes, of course."
Orpha Delilah Cillian: "A rodent of unusual size..." Orpha laughs, takes another egg and ribs Dispea with her hair. "To the deck?"
Angus Weaver: Angus smiles more freely now. "Yeah, I'll agree to the first part. But the second, well, what's so bad about [LINK]" He starts to lick the chocolate egg's filling clean.
Angus Weaver: (The heck? That was an acronym, not a link. ROUSes.)
Orpha Delilah Cillian: (( Avoid using lots of periods with two or more letters after it... might mistake it for an address. ))
Eleuterius Penfield: 'Looter smiled a bit. He hasn't been on an Easter Egg hunt since he was...well...too young to remember.
Angus Weaver: (Feh. It should know better if there's no slashes -- or at symbols for email addresses. I'll remember it for later, though.)
Ginger Malloy: Indeed, this sounded like fun!
Molly Fullin: (( It's that stupid. just .*\..{2,3} ))
Dispea: "Might as well! If we get there early we might have time for a smoke beforehand."
Orpha Delilah Cillian: "Possibly, but I didn't bring any cigs..." Anarg'e kept scowling at her when she pulled out one and those scowls are scary! D:
Molly Fullin: Well, to the aft deck then, apparently. Molly joins the apparent mass that goes, pulling the mini-pandy down into her arms and petting. And, well.. there's obvious eggs, and well-hidden eggs. Not all above the waterline, as the crew's fixed up an underwater debris field into the pool.
Xaila: Molly will then notice the mini-pandy... has bunny ears. Big ones. And egg in her mouth. [LINK]
Xaila: (( See Angus? :p ))
Kei Unit01: Kei did not want to participate in the Egg Hunt, but she did want to watch. She was in a very spectator-y mood.
Dispea: "I don't think I brought any cigarettes with me, but I do have cigars, if you don't mind it a second time." *To the aft deck! Dispea looking around with a grin* "Should we focus on out in the open, hidden, or.... anything we can grab?"
Angus Weaver: (In the words of Adam, "Well there's your problem!" But I think I've flooded enough code-talk here; no regex talk.) Once the egg's thoroughly empty, he eats the shell of this one, too. He'll carry the rest with him for the hunt. He doesn't approve of smoking, but the hunt can always be fun.
Orpha Delilah Cillian: Orpha's a cheater. Any eggs she sees her hair is gonna try and grab. "Uhhh... I dunno... maybe." She makes a small face at the idea of a cigar.
Quizt: Quizt bizarrely starts his search looking upwards. Thinking in different dimensions than the terrestrial creatures and forgetting that a gas-filled plastic egg isn't going to float in the relatively thin atmosphere available on the deck.
Dispea: "Sorry Orpha, But this Dress just didn't really have any pockets." *Shrugging Dispea, and.... egg snagging! Although she'll have a hard time competing with Orpha's hairdo*
Molly Fullin: Amusingly enough, though, there's one suspended from an overhang from the deck above.
Eleuterius Penfield: Ginger's going to drag him into looking for eggs, isn't she?
Ginger Malloy: Well of course she is! Grinning, she tugs him along with her and out onto the deck.
Angus Weaver: Angus swaps his plate for a bowl on the way out, and starts looking about the deck. Any eggs he finds, he'll grab -- and he'll mostly be looking above or behind things, within reach of a six-footer.
Quizt: "Success!" Quizt announces for all to hear, and reaches his stubby arms over his 'head'. He's no where near being able to reach the little prize, though. "Ah... An unforeseen design flaw."
Orpha Delilah Cillian: Orpha whistles innocently as her hair is now cradling about what? Fiveish eggs? She giggles then, and goes around to start feeling under chairs and tables... "Its okay Disp, I don't light up that often anyway." Which is how she doesn't end up crazy addicted. At least to causual onlookers!
Eleuterius Penfield: "Uff!" And so they're off!
Ariel: The sprite is probably exploring the pool like a fish at the moment.
Dispea: *Snickering dragon* "Alright, alright, just tossing the idea out. Looks like there's not really any time for a smoke anyway! Also, your hair is a total and complete no fair bonus for you." *Sticking her tongue out.... and diving for an egg behind a chair leg*
Molly Fullin: Molly's standing back and watching. She's got pretty exact knowledge of where all the eggs are, so... she just motions for an attendant to get a grabber arm for the jellyfish-dude.
Ginger Malloy: Ginger ponders changing to a form that could sniff out the scents of those who's hidden the less obvious eggs. Or would that be cheating?
Orpha Delilah Cillian: "What?! Its just hair..." She nabs an egg out from under an umbrella.
Dispea: "Hair that's snagged 6 eggs to my two." *Sticking her tongue out at the human again* "Bah on you! Bah I say!"
Quizt: Not even remotely disappointed, Quizt searches elsewhere. Finally noticing the change in the pool environment, Quizt seems very pleased. "How remarkably courteous. Terrestrial beings so rarely consider the environmental capacities of others..." He glances left and right, looking a little nervous about it. After all, they said it was a black tie event. And he's about to leave his black tie behind. Is that really allowed? With a splash far discreet than he had hoped, the creature slides out of his survival suit and into the swimming pool.
Angus Weaver: Angus grins in Orpha's direction, rolling about five eggs of his own under one arm. "Keep that up, and some of us might need tricks of our own." He grabs another egg tucked under the upper deck's scaffold.
Orpha Delilah Cillian: She tosses her shiny locks. "We use what we can? So..." Raspberries.
Rein Sharper: (*Gives a wave to everyone*)
Eleuterius Penfield: Nobody else seems adverse to using their extraordinary abilities. At any rate, 'Looter had just snagged his second egg!
Cheye~Pie: (Eep, sorry I'm late, what's happening?)
Orpha Delilah Cillian: "In this joint of magic and whatever, I have to fit in somehow... being pretty only goes so far. And I'm not interested in being a pet..." Snort. Two eggs! One in hand, one in hair!
Rein Sharper: (I wouldn't know--I just arrived and have to leave for bed in 15! Please enjoy the chat)
Quizt: In the pool Quizt is fairly difficult to see, his translucent body blending in with the water, except for the pink and purple glow. He sinks and searches the debris with methodical efficiency, slender tentacles spreading out all around and slipping through the tiniest cracks in the debris. He'll probably discover Ariel about the same time she discovers him, sure to be a startling event for both of them.
Quizt: Especially if Quizt mistakes her for a plastic egg and tries to grab hold of the sprite.
Angus Weaver: (At the moment? Food and refreshments in the ballroom, with an egg hunt on the aft deck -- the one with the pool. Most people are hunting or watching.)
Molly Fullin: Ah, and what a spread of the small plastic objects there are under-water. For Cheye's information, there had been an evening ball in the hall, but now it's moved on to an easter-egg hunt on the aft deck, around the pool. Most are in formal wear from the ball, though all are invited to the hunt.
Ariel: Well, he might try to grab that egg that's headed towards the surface, being towed by the sprite
Eleuterius Penfield: "Hrm..." And 'Looter's contemplating the pool...
Angus Weaver: Angus would doubt that being tall and sharp-eyed counts as extraordinary ability. At any rate, his collection's not growing as fast. Perhaps he only got the easy ones, at his height?
Ginger Malloy: Ew! There are alien jellyfish in there! Ginger snorts and pokes at him. "You'll lose the deposit on that suit if you go splashing around in there."
Dispea: "Hey, you're pretty and tough, hon. I doubt anyone would consider you a pet... but right now, I'm gonna split up, if only so I can snag eggs with a little less competition!" *Wink and blow a smooch to Orpha, and dash around the aft deck a bit futher away. Outside hairsnag range*
Quizt: Catching the movement of the upward egg from one tiny eye, Quizt reaches up to grab it, entirely unaware of the creature carrying it. He'll then try to do what he's been doing with all the eggs. Quizt doesn't have any pockets, you see. Everything he's collecting with his tentacles is being pulled in, and pushed up into the fleshier part of his body, where a great tangle of tentacles can keep them in place.
Ariel: The sprite tries to fend off the steal with a small vortex of water, aimed in Quizt's direction
Orpha Delilah Cillian: Orpha laughs and continues onward, looking rather Medusa-ish with bits of her hair snaking out to search while her hands do the same. "Good luck Disp!"
Quizt: Sensitive to vibrations in water, Quizt is momentarily stunned by the vortex. Then, predictably, he tries to investigate, his body flexing and rushing through the water to the apparent source of the disturbance.
Ariel: The source of the vortex doesn't stand still, as she darts towards the surface
Angus Weaver: "Hmmm..." Angus wanders past the pool, looking a bit lower, eyes catching a glimpse of color here and there as he does. It's just like tracking prey, really. He snags a couple more from the fixtures and such, but he's not going in the pool.
Eleuterius Penfield: "But...eggs!" A pitiful look.
Ginger Malloy: She grins. "Alright...but take the jacket off first, at least, so you don't get tangled in something and drown."
Cheye~Pie: (I see, thank you!) Cheye steps quietly onto the deck, dressed in a sleeveless, form fitting black gown with white polka dots. A pink sash is tied around the waist in a cute little bow in back. Pins pull her hair back out of her face and strands stick out exquisitely in all directions. It seems her hair has also been sprayed with glitter. She sighs and keeps to the outside of the events, finding a place alone leaning against a rail and gazing out to the water. She's pretty disappointed about being late, and seems ashamed almost.
Quizt: The big jelly thing surfaces behind Ariel, its circle of tiny eyes staring around in puzzlement.
Quizt: There's a pretty large selection of plastic eggs sitting in his 'belly'.
Quizt: It looks like someone dropped a giant jello desert in the pool.
Ariel: The sprite spreads her wings as she hits the surface, flitting over to her backpack to stash the egg in it, before diving back into the pool.
Quizt: Maybe a slightly radioactive jello dessert, given the sickly green glow.
Angus Weaver: Once Angus reaches eleven eggs, he gladly stops. There might be plenty more, but honestly, what's he going to do with them all? Cradling them in one arm, and a bowl in the other, he heads towards Cheye. "Hi there!" He'd wave, but eggs would go everywhere.
Dispea: *Dispea isn't doing great! Too mant searchers, but she should break single digits into double digits in another few moments*
Orpha Delilah Cillian: Orpha gets kinda sea-sick looking at Quizt...
Eleuterius Penfield: And so with with no further elaboration...he'd shrug off his jacket before diving into the pool! Er...the far end of the pool that is. Away from the alien gelatin mold.
Angus Weaver: (Flan from outer space!)
Ariel: ((And it's crash time here. Consider there to be a sprite flitting in and out of the water as she retrieves eggs and stashes them in her pack.))
Ginger Malloy: Ew! There's radioactive gelatin in the pool! Don't go in there, 'Looter! Ginger just stuck to gathering up eggs that were on dry ground. this dress cost far too much to ruin in the pool.
Quizt: The critter starts flailing when some alien dives into the pool, startling him further as the water waves around him. It wouldn't be a good time to get too close, as Quizt instinctively lashes randomly with the more venomous of his tentacles for a brief moment.
Cheye~Pie: "Hm?" She turns when she hears a familiar voice, and smiles at Angus. Her eyes are lined lightly with black eyeliner, and her lips shine from a natural colored lipgloss. She doesn't wear make up much, so she keeps it simple when she does. "Hello~! Whatcha got there?"
Angus Weaver: Angus didn't do much for the occasion, besides having three tails, and the dragon-embroidered blue silk kimono. He offers Cheye the bowl, which has all kinds of chocolate eggs and confections from the ballroom. "Just some snacks, and whatever's in all these eggs. I'm wondering that myself. How're you doing?"
Eleuterius Penfield: Thus, as mentioned before, he'd stick to the far side of the pool... He wants those eggs dernit!
Ginger Malloy: Ginger might be close enough to the pool to get thwapped with a tentacle, though...she's reaching for an egg underneath a deck chair when Quizt starts thrashing about.
Orpha Delilah Cillian: Orpha finishes herself at about a dozen eggs, satisfied with that haul... its not like she'll get a diamond out of one. But candy works too... "How'd you do Disp?" She asks cutely.
Cheye~Pie: "I'm doing wonderfully~" she says, grinning, then suddenly pouts. "I'm just sad I'm so late..." Cheye peeks into the bowl and seems a little torn. She was a health nut, and was really careful about what she ate. But for some reason this time, she didn't care so much. She decided there were plenty of reasons to give in this one time, and took a few chocolate eggs. She popped one into her mouth and she squeals and "Mmm!"s in delight. It's been forever since she's had chocolate.
Quizt: None of his tentacles flail above water, fortunately.
Sgt. Kael: Kael's entrance to the deck is marked as possibly unusual. The wooden deck creeks and shudders under the weight of Kael's armored form, as he steps up from the lower levels, armored head to toe. Kael's armor's coloration was in it's "parade" colour scheme, white, lined in gold, with a stylized pair of angelic wings wrapping around the armor's various parts. His facemask is a reflective obsidian color and masks his face entirely, making him a almost ominous, anonymous figure.*
Quizt: He was never made to be OUT of the water so his instinctual reactions are always submarine. He always retreats INTO the water, like a startled human would retreat OUT of it.
Ginger Malloy: Well, that is fortunate. Earth jellyfish stings are nasty enough. Alien ones are probably worse.
Eleuterius Penfield: ((Kael pimped out his ride!))
Quizt: Through one thing and another, though, Quizt is satisfied with his egg-searching. A curious native ritual that it was a pleasure to take part in. A great mass of his tentacles reach up and out of the pool, reaching to his vacant suit, and sliding inside it. With a movement that looks like it should be impossible, the mass of thin tentacles heave the heavy, water-logged jelly body up out of the pool, and Quizt begins stuffing himself into the metal body.
Cheye~Pie: After her little "chocogasm" she bites her lip and looks at Angus, feeling a little embarrassed by her display. "I...I haven't had...chocolate in a really long time," she explains, laughing a little nervously. She coughs, coming back to her senses, and resumes a more elegant posture. "And how are you, Mr. Weaver? You're attire is very beautiful." Maybe she went a little over-elegant now...
Angus Weaver: "Oh, it's alright. People seem to've trickled in all night --" He breaks off here, looking up at the apparition of Kael, who's unfamiliar and startling with the colored armor. After some startled and embarrassed silence, he turns towards Cheye again. "Ah. Well, it's good to have every once in a while, yes? Ah, and thank you! Though, it's not really... I mean, I don't know formal dress all that well."
Cheye~Pie: With the sudden creaking and trembling of the deck, Cheye glances around anxiously, not sure what was happening. She hadn't seen Kael in full armor before, at least other times he had his helmet off. And the color was different... She squinted her eyes in concentration. She wasn't sure if it was Kael or not! Oh well, Angus was talking to her again. "No, it's very nice! I don't know formal too well either..."
Eleuterius Penfield: Hrm...he could've sworn he saw more eggs down there. Ah well...and so 'Looter'd resurface. With his...one egg.
Quizt: As Quizt folds himself into his suit, he ejects a great deal of water and a dozen plastic eggs onto the deck. The clear dome closes over his 'head', and the metal dwarf leans over to look at his bounty. "Fascinating ritual."
Ginger Malloy: Ginger grins at the soaked 'Looter and his single egg.
Sgt. Kael: Well, depending on her level of memory- his armor components looks identical- although, the usual green or black drab color scheme is gone- the others can, however, see his name, wrote on his right chest armor, in a fancy style of handwritten calligraphy. Kael Angel- then, the next two lines, EDF, Earth Defense Force And, on the other side, Angel Unit.
Angus Weaver: "Well, if that's true, Cheye, it doesn't show." He takes a second look at Cheye's attire, smiling once again. "You're pretty well dressed for this, like the rest of the folks here. For me, well... it was a kimono or a tux, and I've never liked tuxes." Idly, he pops one of the colored eggs open, wondering what's inside.
Eleuterius Penfield: And so he'd haul himself out of the water. "...Coulda sword there were more in there."
Ginger Malloy: "I think the jellyish guy beat you to 'em." Another grin.
Sgt. Kael: He takes his first careful steps forward, armored boots clacking quietly on the deck, as he took a first glance around the deck. His glance was seen as little more than a helmet-turn, and he looked towards the various people, getting a good look at whom was around his location.
Eleuterius Penfield: "Huh?" 'Looter blinked over at the chocolate-dissecter. "Oh...guess so. So how many'd you get?" He grinned wetly at Ginger.
Cheye~Pie: At Angus's compliment, she blushes and looks down. "Thank you..." While he's opening the egg, Cheye looks towards the armored figure again, paying close attention to the details. Though the armor was the same, she wondered if it was just another soldier in the Dream. Perhaps someone from Kael's unit. But her eyes fell on the name and now she knew for certain who it was. She grins brightly, blushes, and quickly distracts herself. Angus's egg! She looks intently at it. "W-what's ins-side?" she says excitedly.
Ginger Malloy: "Five." She grins and displays the brightly colored eggs.
Angus Weaver: (Barring a GM decision on that... *starts paging back*)
Quizt: Quizt gathers as many of the eggs as he can up in his arms, and starts a waddle towards Molly, intent on returning the 'lost' items to her.
Molly Fullin: Candy, trinkets, food, and some coupons for prizes too big for eggs.
Molly Fullin: Molly blinks as Quizt approaches, "Ah, finished now? You can open them if you want, see if there's anything inside that you'd like."
Ginger Malloy: ((And I really gotta go, guys. Work tomorrow. It was fun!))
Quizt: Quizt sounds puzzled. "But it isn't my property"
Angus Weaver: (Ah, thanks again. Couldn't quite find it. And g'night, then!) And it's full of little rolled candies, this one. "Hmm, more things to eat, looks like! I'm told there's other things in some of them." He empties the egg into the bowl with the other snacks, then looks back at Kael a second time, squinting a bit to read the writing. "Wait, that's Kael? Huh, I wasn't expecting that, but whatever works!" It is shiny, after all. He starts shaking a few more of the eggs, listening to the different sounds they make.
Molly Fullin: "Ah, but that's part of an easter egg hunt, or at least most of them. It's a sort of ritual giving from host to guests, or parents to children."
Sgt. Kael: He approaches both Cheye and Angus slowly, approaching seemingly one step at a time, as if stressing the weight of his steps- moving in a slow, careful march, lifting a hand just to the right of his face in a kind of pseudowave.
Quizt: "Ah! Gifting! I understand. Oh, but I didn't get anything for you..."
Molly Fullin: She shakes her head, "Don't worry about that"
Angus Weaver: The next egg he opens has an electronics coupon in it. "Hmm, might have use for that. You can take a couple too, if you like," he says, offering some to Cheye. A moment later, Angus returns Kael's wave with a very careful bow, so he doesn't spill everything.
Quizt: That doesn't seem to please Quizt. "It seems terribly rude. I wasn't aware that gift-giving was a part of this set of rituals... It is so difficult to keep track of accurate information."
Cheye~Pie: "Uh, y-yeah, s-some...somethin' else, huh?" She looks quickly at him as he approaches, smiles weakly before blushing again. Her hands start shaking and she drops her chocolates! She gives a frustrated sigh and clasps her hands tightly in front of her. Why was she so nervous? She doesn't look directly at Angus or Kael now. "W-what else were th-there s-supposed to be? Oh no, I c-couldn't. I w-wouldn't be able t-to open them without d-dropping everything!" Her voice starts increasing in pitch as she speaks.
Angus Weaver: Angus glances from Cheye to the ground, and back again. "Umm, small things, trinkets, food... Are you alright, Cheye?" He's plenty worried now; he's never seen her this nervous.
Cheye~Pie: "Y-yes! I-I'm f-f-fine!" Cheye squeaks. "D-do I not l-look all right?"
Molly Fullin: She smiles, "Well, then... you're certainly welcome to share what you've found."
Cheye~Pie: If it weren't for her fur, she'd suddenly look very pale, and she falls against the rail. Suddenly she her legs lose their strength and she drops to her knees and sits on the ground. Cheye rests her head back, rubbing her forehead with the back of her hand and takes several deep breaths.
Sgt. Kael: Kael's voice rings out from behind Cheye and Angus. He sounds a bit strange, his voice being processed and sent through a speaker of somekind, sounding as usual, hoarse and gruff, low growl in tone- mixed with a bit of static as it passes through the speaker. "Good evening.."
Eleuterius Penfield: 'Looter's egg had a little kazoo in it. Prepare to be annoyed!
Quizt: "A very clever solution, Molly Fullin!" Quizt says brightly. He dumps the whole armful of eggs at his feet, and start methodically opening them, piling up the little prizes.
Angus Weaver: "You're... You're shaking, Cheye. I just... Sorry..." He breaks off again, not knowing what's upsetting her. Or really, why Kael would be making her this nervous, once he follows her glances. He sits down slowly, setting his stash beside him, and looks up at the armored man. "'Evening to you." Then he glances back to Cheye, not sure what to do.
Cheye~Pie: "I'm ok..." her voice is barely a whisper. She closes her eyes and just focuses on breathing. "Maybe it's the chocolate... That's never happened before but... It has been a long time..."
Eleuterius Penfield: And the kazoo version of 'Hava Nagila' began wafting across the deck.
Sgt. Kael: Kael's helmet turns to the right a bit, head cocked at the appearance of Cheye's illness. He approaches a bit, and kneels down on a knee, looking towards her. He extends an arm out for her to grasp onto, should she need it. "Cheye? Are you ill?"
Orpha Delilah Cillian: Twitch.
Molly Fullin: There is indeed a variety, these ones being things that would survive well underwater. Wrapped candies, plastic toys, and the coupons seem to be some form of plastic, rather than paper.
Cheye~Pie: Cheye's eyes go wide as Kael kneels, then she meeps and pulls back, pressing against the rail as much as she can as he extends his arm. Thank goodness for that rail, too, or else she'd push herself right over. "Hello, Kael!" she's trying to sound friendly and calm but, no matter what, she just seems on the edge of hysterical. "No, no! I'm perfectly fine!"
Quizt: Arms full of little trinkets, Quizt starts rounding the deck, handing them out. He doesn't seem to notice that Cheye is in distress, leaving a bicycle bell near her and treating Kael to a Chinese finger trap and Angus to a sliding-picture puzzle. He wanders up to Orpha and, in an almost logical move, hands her a tiny plastic comb. Sized for a doll rather than her far more impressive bouffant, it's still somehow less random than usual.
Quizt: Dispea gets a coupon for a free soft-serve icecream cone. The pile of prizes is getting lean when he approaches Ginger and 'Looter. 'Looter gets a plastic false-gem necklace. Ginger gets a hacky sack.
Angus Weaver: "I don't know..." He's never heard of chocolate having this effect; he hopes she's not allergic. He raises a hand as if to grasp hers, then thinks better of it, letting it fall again. Truth be told, this is very confusing for him now.
Eleuterius Penfield: 'Looter's just jammin' away on the kazoo. At least until Santa Quizt wandered on by. "Oh, thank you sir!"
Angus Weaver: He's all the more surprised at Quizt's trinket-drop. "Thanks," he says to the strange floating being as it goes by, at a loss for words.
Quizt: Even the staff recieve gifts from the toddling tin man.
Sgt. Kael: Kael's armor looks clean- perfectly clean, every inch of it. His voice rings out again, as he stands upwards, taking a single step sideways, away from her. "Am I interrupting?"
Quizt: And they all agree that it is the BEST EASTER EVER
Cheye~Pie: "NO!" she jerks forward suddenly and waves a hand at Kael. "No, no, you're not. I just..." She looks over at Angus. "I'm sorry. Don't mind me, I..." She glances to the stairs and points a finger in that direction. "I should go..." She tries to push herself to her feet, but just slips down again.
Angus Weaver: (*blinks at the clock* I think I'd better head out soon. It's getting very late.)
Angus Weaver: Angus gets up slowly, and offers a hand to help Cheye up if she needs it. He's completely forgotten about the eggs, now, and they lie abandoned in a heap.
Eleuterius Penfield: Such a nice alien. 'Looter'd never suspect that he'd probably be dead in the water if he'd dived just a little closer to the creature.
Sgt. Kael: He stares towards her. The stare translates poorly with the helmet covering his face. He looks utterly faceless, and no sounds exit his armor. Silence.
Cheye~Pie: Cheye appreciatively accepts Angus's hand and struggles to get up, her legs shaking weakly as she does. It looks like they may give out at any moment.
Quizt: He finally toddles back over to Molly. "That's just about everyone but... oh..." Quizt looks down at his metal hands, his glow turning a dull red, backlit by deep blue. His hands are empty. "Molly Fullin... I have nothing left."
Molly Fullin: She smiles, and pats the suit just along the side of the bubble, "That's alright, I know where the ones that haven't been found yet are anyhow.."
Quizt: 'Looter might not have been dead. But he would have been spending some painful days in the infirmary.
Angus Weaver: Easy now, careful. "I should head back in, I guess. Sorry, sir," he says to Kael with a glance, before turning back to Cheye. "You can walk with me, if you like." I really hope she'll be alright.
Sgt. Kael: Kael nods towards Angus a moment, both of his arms going behind his back, as he stands "at-ease" a few steps back from where he approached to. "Cheye, you do not look well. Do you need any assistance?"
Quizt: "But that defeats the purpose of gift-giving. Gifting yourself with gifts meant for others..." In a remarkably human move, Quizt scratches his 'head'. Then suddenly, he snaps his fingers. "Wait right here Molly Fullin! I shall return presently!" Before any objections can be filed, the dwarfish creature is hurrying away.
Molly Fullin: She blinks, looking after him...
Eleuterius Penfield: "You can have this one sir!" As he'd start digging for one of his as of yet unopened eggs (he was distracted by the kazoo)
Eleuterius Penfield: But it seemed he was too late...
Cheye~Pie: "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to be a bother!" she sighs and looks very apologetically at Angus. When he mentions her walking with him, and Kael asking if she needed assistance, she swallowed hard. Her eyes flashed between Angus and Kael anxiously several times. She didn't know what to do.
Quizt: Too late! Sir, if he could be called sir, has already vanished below deck.
Eleuterius Penfield: Oh well. And he'd get back to kazoo-ing 'Summer Is Icumen In'...
Angus Weaver: "It's alright, really. We just worry." He doesn't say it, but Angus wouldn't mind even if all three go together, so long as Cheye's safe. It's up to her.
Cheye~Pie: She exhales, and though she doesn't say anything, she gives another apologetic look at Angus and a longing look toward Kael. If either of them notice, it would seem to say it all.
Quizt: He toddles back onto the deck, clutching something in his cold metal hand, and excitedly beelines for Molly.
Sgt. Kael: He lowers himself a bit, kneeling himself downwards on one leg. He motions for her to approach with a hand, flicking a wrist towards himself. "Come, Cheye."
Angus Weaver: Angus sees, and thinks he understands as well. He gives an apologetic nod to Cheye, then to Kael. Taking two steps back, he bows to them both. "I'll take my leave, then. Take care."
Cheye~Pie: Cheye nods at Kael and before going to him she looks at Angus again. "Thank you for the chocolate, and for helping me..." she says, she seems to start returning to normal. "I'll see you... And you really do look good!" And she steps clumsily toward Kael.
Sgt. Kael: Then, rather surprisingly, Kael stands, and moves forward, towards Cheye, plucking her from the ground in one swift motion, cradling her as he lift. He places an arm behind her neck, and between the back of her knees, so she won't fall~ Although, this is if he can, of course.*
Angus Weaver: Angus would be blushing, if it was visible under the fur. "You too, Cheye. 'Til later, then." With that, he walks off to the hold, glad to have helped a friend. Though really, this was a confusing evening all around.
Angus Weaver: (And with that, one must say good night, or one won't wake up until after noon today.)
Quizt: "Here you are. A fitting gift, considering how many you gave out." He holds the object up to Molly. It looks like a half dozen tubes of some kind, tied together in a vaguely star-burst shape. The entire thing is rough and rocky, like a stuccoed wall. It's primarily deep red, veined through with dark purples. "A Shshhn coral. Coral Variety Shshhn 116 to be precise... I'm afraid the more meaningful name my people give it isn't really translatable, hence the number designation."
Cheye~Pie: (Good night~ Thanks for playing with me, Angus! =D)
Cheye~Pie: Cheye is very easily picked up, and she puts her arms around whatever she can to feel more secure.
Sgt. Kael: "...what happened to you?" Kael comments, speaking semi-jokingly as he steps towards the entrance to the deck, a set of stairs leading downwards. His footsteps are slow (and, it's probably easy for somebody to approach him, because of it) and careful, and he seems a good deal more gentle than normal.
Molly Fullin: She takes it, courteously, "Ah... thank you... I'm not sure how to thank you for this."
Cheye~Pie: Cheye shakes her head and tries to hide her face. "I dunno..." she whispers, "I didn't..." for the most part she was back to normal, but she's struggling to form complete thoughts.
Quizt: "Not at all! This is my thanks for letting me take part in the native festivities. Consider it thanks for allowing me to investigate your physiology earlier, as well." My goodness, the hay a passing paparazzi could make with that innocent statement.
Molly Fullin: "Ah, very well then. I accept, it is an amazing little growth."
Quizt: "Indeed it is! I'm afraid they do not grow on other worlds, despite their commonality on Shshhn. It seems an entire ecosystem would have to be moved to sustain most of what lives on my planet. You can see how this has badly hurt our colonization efforts..." He seems only mildly disappointed at this. "On the other hand, other sentient races seem eager to get their hands on samples. It has proven very useful for intergalactic trade."
Sgt. Kael: And, if there wasn't any further interruptions, Kael would carry Cheye to a his guest room- one of the nice things about the cruise. Nice rooms~
Cheye~Pie: Cheye was in no position physically or mentally to object, so she goes willingly. (Exit there, good night everyone! I really wish I could have come sooner for the fun~!)
Molly Fullin: She nods... "I see, yes. Very interesting.." she's turning the coral in her hands, examining it..
Quizt: "That one was about four years old when it died," Quizt rattles on, like a professor giving a lecture. "Specimens of 116 have been known to live up to a thousand standard years. The rate of growth slows after the first two hundred years, but never stops. So you can extrapolate the size of the older specimens."
Eleuterius Penfield: Is that 'Purple Haze'?
Molly Fullin: She nods, briefly... "I think this would facinate Paladin.."
Quizt: How do you play 'Purple Haze' on a kazoo?
Quizt: "Paladin? A fellow sentient?"
Molly Fullin: She nods, "Yes, but not biological. She's the controlling computer of one of my peoples' ships."
Quizt: "A synthetic intelligence? Oh that is fascinating. Shshhn computer technologies are woefully behind those of other races. Though, if you will forgive the boast, we find we rarely need artificial computers. You see the Shshhn biology is... Wait wait, I'm digressing... What was I saying?" He thinks a moment. "Oh of course. Your Paladin synthetic intelligence. I would greatly appreciate the opportunity to encounter it."
Eleuterius Penfield: Don't ask...
Quizt: Music as an artform is almost entirely lost on Shshhn.
Quizt: Some pioneers of the species have begun using the vibrations of water as a sort of music. Bass heavy and without much sense of melody, the artform doesn't really appeal to other races. Who mostly can't perceive most of it anyway.
Jaida Brannigan: Very carefully, perhaps?
Jaida Brannigan: Bass heavy? No real melodic sense? Sounds like popular music in the early twenty first century!
Eleuterius Penfield: Some would argue that it's lost on 'Looter as well. At any rate, since this PG is starting to feel like an awkward third wheel (and has to head of to bed anywho), Eleuterius and his irritating kazoo will be withdrawn, for now.
Quizt: You are never a third wheel, Looter.
Molly Fullin: Molly nods, "The greatest technologies in certain areas often belong to those who don't need it. Naturally strong races rarely bother with the earlier mechanics of heavy machinery, so have a difficult time when they do eventually need it. I digress too, but... it reminds me of the time a giant was challenged to an arm-wrestling contest, and boasted the little vixen could use any of her 'weakling tools' she wanted. She brought in what's called a power loader... think a machine like yours but ten times the height and of similar power increase," Molly chuckles, "I nearly tore his arm off."
Eleuterius Penfield: ((Heh heh. 'Night folks! -Waves-))
Quizt: As always Quizt's laugh is more chilling than happy. It doesn't help that he doesn't particularly 'get' the joke. "The early electicals that most sentient races work their way through were not an option for us. Furthermore we are one of the few technological races to have not discovered fire, or even been aware of fire until long after making contact with interstellar society."
Molly Fullin: She gives a light laugh, then a more serious nod, "Aye, I can see the issue with that. Paladin's primary data pathway is optical, though a more thorough detailing of it is... well, beyond my immediate ability to convey."
Quizt: Another creepy laugh. "I understand entirely. The limitations of your method of communication are often a frustration to my people."
Molly Fullin: "Just picture how much of a frustration it can be to her... capable of transmitting and comprehending untold volumes in less than the blink of an eye," Molly doesn't seem disturbed... though her PG should probably consider closing the chat down soon as he's getting tired.