Molly Fullin: Twilight, dusk... the sun's just set and the stars are already peeking out over the forward observation deck of the SS Dreamline, gentle music playing in the background. The food's fancier, but the crew's well expecting more casual partygoers rather than the highly-dressed sort they normally get. It's been refreshing, in honesty, as these Avatars now on board don't seem to have sticks up certain orfices like the monetary elite of Anycity do. This... is Cruisin' Dream.

Molly Fullin: For her part, Molly is standing to one side, leaning on the railing with her face to the wind. It's calm right now, serene, peaceful... and still festive. She likes it.

Dispea: *Dispea is joining us on board tonight. She's in a flowing evening gown (sea-green), has cigars for smoking and is hoping to run into a familiar face or three. But if not, hey, free evening cruise! Nothing to complain about*

Cheye~Pie: Not in the mood for casual entrances, Cheye runs across the deck and cannonballs into the pool with a "Woo-Hoooo~!"

Cheye~Pie: She surfaces and sputters a little, then rubs the back of her head nervously, apologizing to anyone on deck she may have disturbed.

Molly Fullin: Well, Cheye's certainly welcome to play around on the aft deck, but tonight most of the action's on the upper forward deck, better known as the observation deck.

Brian V. Conan: * dressed in tux, standing next to the punchbowl if there is one, Brian nurses a glass before having to refill *

Dispea: *...Which is hopefully where Dispea is, although she would give the otter a grin. Nothing like having fun! Next time, maybe she should bring a swimsuit along!*

Molly Fullin: (( Next time I'll certainly be returning to the poolside, but I felt like mixing it up this time. ))

Cheye~Pie: Cheye pouts a little, "Booooring..." And climbs out of the pool, feeling a little lost. "Is there a memo I missed?" she asks out loud, but to herself.

Cheye~Pie: (How embarrassing. *grins*)

Molly Fullin: One of the attendants, a trained lifeguard, blinks at her, still watching over the pool even at night, "Pardon, Miss? Well, there is a party going on at the fore observation deck, if you're interested."

Dispea: ((It happens. I wouldn't have been surprised at a pool near the observation deck))

Dispea: *Dispea yawns, looking around* *Well, there is music, but as for the crowd...It seems a bit lacking, now don't it?*

Cheye~Pie: Cheye nods to the attendant. "Yes, thank you! Where's that?"

Molly Fullin: (( Aft deck probably overlooks it, but the bow of a cruise liner normally isn't built for a pool from what I've seen. ))

Brian V. Conan: * wonders if he had any liquor to spike the punch bowl with but someone going overboard would be much more entertaining to see *

Molly Fullin: "As far forward on this deck as you can get, just stay on the level and you'll reach it," he explains.

Dispea: *Dispea spots Molly on the rail, and moves to where she is, looking out to sea* "Nice cruise. "

Molly Fullin: Given that there's a. a microbar available and b. an attendant watching over the punch bowl... that's not likely a good choice.

Molly Fullin: Molly nods, "Aye, it's been nice and relaxing so far, with the occassional port ca... Oh, Dispea, you come on at the last call?"

Cheye~Pie: "Oh," Cheye says with a laugh, feeling foolish. "What sort of party is it?"

Brian V. Conan: * eyes the attendant suspiciously, then moves away from the punch bowl, no use in getting caught early *

Dispea: *Dispea chuckles* "Tech-nically I missed it, but that's what these are for" *She pokes her wings* "The captain was kind enough not to kick my scaled tail off the deck when I made an emergency landing 5 minutes after the port was left."

Molly Fullin: "It's billed as..." he thinks for a moment, "I'd call it a fairly casual gathering, with music and food. Wouldn't call it anything special."

Molly Fullin: She nods, "Well, you're an Avatar, fare's paid like everyone else's here." She gives the dragoness a wink.

Dispea: "An Avatar? Me? *Blinking dragon* I still don't really get all the points behind that title. Or the qualifications." *Shrugging with a smile* "Ah well, life is good, why sweat the details. I'd offer you a cigar, but I'm relatively sure you don't smoke."

Cheye~Pie: "Ok, thank you!" Cheye waves at the attendant before dashing off. She decides to at least clean up and change before heading to the party. After a quick shower in a guestroom below deck, she returns and finds her way to the observation deck, dressed in a sort of late 1920's 3 tier flapper dress. It may be a casual party, but tonight Cheye wanted to dress up a notch and make it fun!

Molly Fullin: She nods, "Even if I didn't have issues with addictive chemicals, it's a pain to get out of fur after prolonged contact." Fortunately, the crisp breeze caused by the ship's movements carry such smoke swiftly away.

Cheye~Pie: She waves to the other guests. "I got lost, but I'm here now." She explains with a smile.

Dispea: *Well, she's not smoking yet!* "Issues? I'm sorry, I hadn't heard about those."

Dispea: *Dispea blinks at the wave, but smiles and waves back to the otter* "Evening! Glad to have you here! Care to join us staring out to sea?"

Molly Fullin: She raises an eyebrow, "Nicotine..."

Molly Fullin: But she smiles when Cheye makes it to the deck, "Hey there! Party's just getting started."

Brian V. Conan: * here he thought he could solicit some business deals for Conan Enterprises, gets the deep sensation that he should pop another sea sickness pill soon *

Cheye~Pie: The otter smiles and nods, then joins Dispea and Molly. "I don't believe I've officially met either of you yet. I'm Cheye~Pie."

Dispea: *Blinking dragon* "No, no, not the substance, that you had issues with it. I thought allergies or something. Sorry." *Dispea grins at Cheye* "Nice to meet you.. Shy? Cheye? Sorry if I mangle your name. I'm Dispea."

Cheye~Pie: There's a short laugh. "Yeah, people frequently misunderstand me, thinking I'm making a personality statement. I think you'll find I'm certainly not s-h-y."

Molly Fullin: "Ah, hello, I'm Molly Fullin, of the Order of DatBan," she explains. That name was on the tickets mailed out, too.

Cheye~Pie: She does a little curtsy. "I'm pleased to meet both of you, Dispea, Molly. What is the Order of DatBan?"

Dispea: *Grinning dragoness* "Well, nice to meet you, Cheye!" *Curious dragon* "Order of Datban? I don't think I'd ever heard of that group. Is it political or religious?"

Sgt. Kael: *Kael has been on the deck this entire time. When did he get there? Who knows. But, he ends up standing and moving down a railing, looking off the side edge.*

Molly Fullin: She pauses... not getting this question often, "Well, best way to put it is an organization of DreamSpinners barely looking to further the goals of our Dreamer, commonly referred to as DatBan. Best description would be religious, but... only barely so. As in we tell he who most would call our god to stuff it frequently, and win the argument."

Brian V. Conan: * rolls his ankles and looks down at the ground nervously, there seemed to be a small group over in the distance but it would be rude to suddenly jump in *

Dispea: "...Interesting, and kinda weird. So.. you work for a guy, but he's not really a god, but you sort of worship him?" *Mildly confused Dragoness, not seeing where 'god' came into effect*

Molly Fullin: "Have you heard of Player Gods?" she inquires.

Cheye~Pie: Cheye laughs a little nervously, not quite following the explanation. "Player gods? No..."

Minosaur: Certainly not dressed formally, a hideous monster steps onto the deck. Massively muscled and covered in thick, shaggy fur. There's not really any group in the world that would consider him "our sort of people" so he doesn't get to attend many cruise-ship functions like this. He smiles a little nervously, glancing around the deck and half convinced that any second now he'll be asked to kindly return to steerage.

Dispea: *Shaking her head* "Not really no, A few things here and there from some orator named Caine, but honestly I don't listen much to his televised speeches, and I don't buy the books about him."

Molly Fullin: "Okay, then... they're one of the explanations as to why there's Avatars in the world, and are some sort of beings that exist outside The Dream. Etcetera, etcetera, it's a long and boring explanation in full, and Caine's missing a few key details on them in his rantings," she explains without really saying too much.

Dispea: ".....And...?" *Curious dragon*

Molly Fullin: "And what?" she blinks. "As a Dreamer himself, his dreams make for a nice... home for us 'Spinners with free room service. So we kinda pay him back."

Brian V. Conan: * looks around and sees some other people milling such as Kael and Minotuar *

Molly Fullin: Dolphus would find himself approached by an attendant, "Hello sir! Welcome to the observation deck. Please, enjoy yourself. If there's anything you want or need, feel free to ask."

Dispea: "Ahhhhh, alright." *Nodding dragoness. Still didn't seem quite a complete explanation, but makes sense* "So.. this out of phase... thing gives you a place to live, so you treat him nice."

Minosaur: "Oh!" He blinks at the attendant. "Ah... Thank you. I will." The great blue-eyed beast keeps a safe distance from the poor innocent folks, making his way to the railing to look out at the sea. He nearly leans on the railing, but thinks better of it, instead tucking his gnarled claws behind his back. He smiles peacefully, taking a big whiff of sea air.

Cheye~Pie: Cheye hmms and taps her cheek as she tries to understand this "player god" business, then shrugs it off. She's become aware of someone new on deck, and a couple of others she didn't notice before.

Mourn: Formal wear to Mourn means adding a cloak over her plate mail and not wearing the helm or carrying her sword. This means she makes quite a bit of noise as she shuffles across the deck. Possibly as much as the Minosaur, even.

Sgt. Kael: *Kael leans on the railing, looking over the edge. He smiles off the edge. He's not wearing his armor, instead, he's dressed in a pair of drab shorts- he had taken his shirt off some time ago, and it's rested over his right shoulder.*

Molly Fullin: She nods, "And I believe he does a lot for keeping The Dream around and existing, but that's me."

Minosaur: Well unlike Mourn the Minosaur walks as QUIETLY as he can, just out of habit.

Minosaur: Not that that's very quiet but whatever...

Dispea: "He does? ...Man, that's kinda creepy to think about it like that. We're in the dream of some guy with a brain full of fuzzy well formed ladies with lots of tails..... Erm, no offense Miss Molly."

Dispea: "Wasn't this supposed to be the dream of some sort of cat, though?"

Molly Fullin: She nods, "Ah, yes. I..." Quick, Molly, think! "...figure that probably means he feeds the cat, cleans its litter, that sort of thing."

Minosaur: Hey, if this is a dream full of fuzzy well formed ladies with lots of tails, Dolphus ain't complaining.

Brian V. Conan: * blinks and kind of sways, then takes his anti-sea sickness meds, that should be good for the rest of the night *

Minosaur: Also why would she possibly take offense at that?

Cheye~Pie: Cheye's jaw drops when Dispea gives her view. She had no idea that was what the Dream was.

Cheye~Pie: "HaHa, that's a joke, right?"

Dispea: "I suppose that makes sense. ...Huh. *Scratching her head* *Hey, the dragon don't know either, she's just been hanging around this wacky place a few years* "Hmm? What's a joke?"

Krinele Fullin: ^>.>^ "Well... it's called the Napping Cat's Dream for a reason. Most common explanation is that it's all dreamed up by a cat called Master. People arrive here through their own dreams, and I come from my own dreamer's... and return frequently."

Cheye~Pie: She shakes her head, "Oh, nothing. I think I misunderstood. Excuse me~" She breaks away from the girls. Getting into discussions and trying to understand the Dream always makes Cheye uncomfortable.

Angus Weaver: Angus is sitting on the deck in his buckskin jacket, looking out at the stars. He's been here for a while, idly listening, and finishing off a small bowl of shrimp.

Dispea: "And then there are those of us who somehow got stuck here and just live here now, and aren't sure if that's bunk or not." *Chuckling dragoness* "Religion and politics and psychology and who knows what else."

Cheye~Pie: At least seems to, but for some reason she ends up getting involved in such discussions.

Dispea: *Sighing Dispea* "My fault I suppose. Sorry Cheye!" *She waves to the otter, and turns back to looking at the sea, tail twitching*

Mourn: Mourn is far from quiet, her armor clanking as she moves about the deck.

Cheye~Pie: She laughs and waves, "No need! My brain can only comprehend so much at once~" She sticks out her tongue and knocks on her head to express her silliness.

Xaila: Quietly someone very fluffy appears looking sheepish in a very low cut sapphire coloured gown...

Brian V. Conan: * wonders how observant the people are on the front deck, reaches into his tux he pulls out a wind up mouse, winds it and lets it go on the deck, at least chasing after it will keep him entertained *

Molly Fullin: Molly, nods, "Ah... not the best thing to have said, hmm?" she shakes her head, and is indeed in some sort of white gown.

Cheye~Pie: Cheye suddenly slides up next to Kael and grins. "Hey there!"

Minosaur: The monster shifts on his hooves, glancing at Dispea's group for a moment, before his eyes settle on Mourn. He tenses for a moment, and only with great effort forces himself to relax. Surely no one is going to attack him here, monster or not. He smiles when Mourn comes closer, and mumbles "Hello". His mumbling, of course, is like the deep bass rumble of a giant stereo.

Dispea: *Dispea nods and shrugs to Molly with a grin* "You can't change the past, but you can feel rather silly for what you did wrong."

Mourn: She looks up, her tightly braided hair shifting down her shoulders as she looks up at Dolphus. For a moment there's a hard stare before she finally nods, her voice stoic. "Good eve."

Angus Weaver: Finally finished, Angus drops the paper bowl and shells into a handy wastebasket, and makes his way over to the rail, somewhere between Molly's group and Kael's. He's still not sure what to make of the other two, nor of the wind-up mouse on the deck.

Molly Fullin: She nods at that, "Yea, true that." And she waves briefly to Xai, in sorta a "come on over" fashion.

Minosaur: He shifts uncomfortably on his feet again, not sure what to say to continue the conversation. He eventually looks out to the sea again, hands still clasped behind his back. "Uhm... Nice night, isn't it?" The wind catches his fur, and he shivers involuntarily, though certainly he can feel no cold.

Sgt. Kael: *Kael had been sitting by himself, off to the side, by some kind of railing. Near a staircase, near a dark, far off corner. Kael looked towards Cheye, just as he slipped his tshirt back on, and blinked a bit, as he turned.* "Oh, hey Cheye- How are you?"

Cheye~Pie: Cheye waves to Angus. "Heeey!"

Xaila: With droopy ears, she waves at Molly and with a swish of her tails she pads over towards Molly.

Dispea: *Dispea blinks, and it takes her a moment to recognize the goddess summoned by paintbrush* "Oh! Hello again!" ((Unless she's in disguise?))

Angus Weaver: Angus waves back, with a smile. "Hi, Cheye! What's new?"

Mourn: "It is indeed an acceptably fortuitous evening." She looks out over the sea herself, a fist clenching at her side. She hunted creatures like this for a living, and now here she was conversing with one.

Brian V. Conan: * retrieves the mouse, rewinds it, and lets it go again *

Cheye~Pie: "Well, not a whole lot... I was hoping to do some dancing tonight. Do you dance, Angus?" She moves to grab Kael's arm. "Whaddaya say, Kael, up for dancing?"

Xaila: No, if she was you'd know it. Big butt covered by nineteen tails, big ears and lots of puff. Its a pandy.

Molly Fullin: A pandy goddess, at that, "Why so glum?"

Dispea: "Is something the matter?" *The pandy goddess seems.. subdued*

Minosaur: "Right," he nods. "Right. So it is." He stands there in awkward silence, staring at the ocean with a slight frown. "It's a nice... boat. Very sturdy." He thumps one foot on the deck, and it miraculously doesn't break.

Xaila: She whines. "I'm late..."

Angus Weaver: And the smile grows a bit nervous. "Dance? Not so much, really. I could never get the feel for it."

Cheye~Pie: (Now, I forgot, was the music from a live band or just playing from... somewhere?)

Dispea: "Oh come now! You're fashionably late! Hardly anything to worry about!" *Winking dragon*

Molly Fullin: (( Just playing. ))

Sgt. Kael: "Uh, dancing?" *No, Kael's not asking what dancing is. He's looking rather confused at the fact that, A) Somebody actually approached him, asking to dance, and more importantly B) He has no clue if he can!* "Well, I- I might want to put on something more clean. You're dressed..." *He motions with a hand, towards her current form of dress.*

Cheye~Pie: "That's too bad, you're gonna miss out..." she says, sticking her tongue out at Angus. She seems energetic and outgoing tonight.

Molly Fullin: "You are not late... it's barely an hour into this shindig!" she scolds, "And you're looking great for it, too. Definately worth waiting for."

Cheye~Pie: "Yes, yes I am," she says, stepping back and doing a few simple Charleston dance steps. "And your attire certainly won't do..."

Mourn: "Indeed it is. You would do very well to make sure that you do not damage it."

Xaila: "Yeah but you guys know me... I like to be first in, last out." Her tails give a lazy swish and she shrugs. "But at least my dress is liked! I invaded someone's closet for it." Orpha's gonna kill her later.

Minosaur: "Well... Yeah... I'm trying my best." He smiles. "Nothing broken yet. Er... I'm Dolphus, by the way."

Dispea: *Chuckling dragoness* "It is a lovely dress, indeed. MMmm.... This is.. a slow party, really. Not bad, but could use some party games."

Angus Weaver: Watching Cheye dance, Angus shrugs. "Just what I was afraid of. I don't know anything fancy." Really, he'd think Kael would have better luck with this.

Molly Fullin: "Looks good on you, shows off your assets," she smirks.

Cheye~Pie: "Aww, it's not tough. I could teach you!"

Xaila: Xaila smirks and tilts her head at Molly, giving the 'Spinner a wink before covering her chest up with a few tails and doing a bit of behind the fluff digging. "Games... games..."

Molly Fullin: "Oh, go ahead Dispea... just don't spike the punch, we might have minors show up. You probably don't want a stint in the brig."

Sgt. Kael: "I- I don't think it will, will it. I have my dress uniform downstairs. I can put it on, it may be a little more formal-"

Dispea: "Go ahead?" *Raised eyeridge* "My dear fuzzy female, I didn't bring twister along or anything. *Small grin* Would've been interesting with the current crowd, I think."

Xaila: Flick flick! Coloured silks that jugglers use fly up and out of Xaila's covered TARDIS. "Hmm... not what I wanted."

Molly Fullin: "Maybe Xai's got something, then?" she stands up on her toes and peeks.

Mourn: "I am called Mourn." Her voice still sounds strained, and she's staring out at the water rather than looking up at him.

Cheye~Pie: Cheye claps her hands together. "Yes! Wear that!"

Molly Fullin: "Oh, and you say you don't stuff your bra," Molly quips.

Cheye~Pie: (I'm wondering, from Cheye's enthusiasm tonight, if somebody didn't already spike something she drank... >__> Wasn't me.)

Minosaur: He looks back out at the water, feeling just as awkward. "...That's a sad name."

Dispea: *Blinking dragoness* "Wow, that's some storage capacity."

Minosaur: "N-Not that it's not a GOOD name... It's just... sad sounding."

Xaila: She throws some of the silks at Molly. "I don't."

Angus Weaver: Turning to Kael, Angus gives a small bow. "I guess I'll try the first dance, then. This is as formal as I get..." Then to Cheye he finally replies, "Well, if you say it's easy, I can give it a go. I don't make any promises, though."

Molly Fullin: Hey, the punch is loaded with sugar, "Then explain all the stuffin' you're pullin' out there."

Sgt. Kael: "Wait right here. I will be back." *Kael snaps off, disappearing down the stairs, into the ship. He'd return moments later (somehow!) dressed in his white, silver and black military dress uniform, beret crooked atop his head.*

Angus Weaver: (Sugar could do that...)

Xaila: "Juggling set." She now has pulled out a few pins and a bowling ball.

Mourn: "My job back home was not one to be taken lightly. Guardians were often given a name that sounded terrifying or harsh to help ward off invaders to the Libraries."

Minosaur: "Oh," he says, frowning at the water. "...It doesn't really sound terrifying or harsh. In fact it's kinda nice as a name."

Molly Fullin: "I see. Got a kitchen sink in there?"

Dispea: *Blinking dragon* "We could try bowling. There's enough open space... But dresses aren't made for bowling, really."

Angus Weaver: Glancing back at the sounds of all the things Xaila's retrieving, he waves to the group, before turning back to Cheye and Kael. "Well, you're all making me feel a bit underdressed..."

Xaila: "... no. Too heavy. I have an ewer instead." She smirks. "Well we can hike em up or..." She drops all of the pins and balls, holding up a deck of cards. "Be card sharks."

Cheye~Pie: Regardless fast as Kael is, Cheye takes the moments in his absence to start teaching Angus a few basics. When Kael returns she'll call to him, "You'll have to wait your turn. First come first serve." She looks at Angus. "Ready? Step back, forward," (not really how this goes but I'll pretend lol) She steps slowly to allow him to follow.

Dispea: "Ooooo, poker?" *Tail twitching with a grin for the dragon*

Angus Weaver: And follow he does, trying to get the feel for it. "So, just like that, then..."

Cheye~Pie: "That's right, not bad!" Of course, she'll say this regardless his skill. "Now speed it up a little and add some bounce!"

Xaila: And yes, there are many colourful silks littered about Xaila, as well as some bowling pins and a ball. "Well I was thinking blackjack actually..." She smirks.

Cheye~Pie: "And you better be watching, Kael."

Molly Fullin: Molly hrms... "Not really my style, I'll admit, but I could watch..."

Dispea: "Easier rules, more people to get into it. Betting? Just for fun?"

Angus Weaver: "Bounce?" He repeats the steps a few times, only slightly off, and bouncing an inch or so with each step. He might be taking it a bit too literally.

Mourn: "...nice? Is that a joke of some kind?"

Cheye~Pie: Cheye laughs, going along with it. "Ok, now take my hands, and go side, to side, with a step back, then step together..."

Xaila: "Oh c'mon Molly... why not play? Its harmless!" She purrs quietly and nods at Dispea. "Although... instead of cash..." She hands the cards to the dragoness and goes digging once more.

Minosaur: He blinks at Mourn. At a loss to imagine how he offended her. "I... No... It's a nice name. It's sad but... kinda nice as a name. Unique and... I dunno... fitting. Meaningful."

Minosaur: "Hey look, dancing." He glances at the dancers, a pathetic attempt to escape the topic.

Dispea: *Blinking dragoness, and shuffling the cards idly for the pandy goddess*

Molly Fullin: "You'll have to explain the rules, then..." she comments... tails keeping perfectly still.

Angus Weaver: "Hmm..." Taking her offered hands, he slows down a little, instinctively moving out of the way of her feet, moving along. "Just so long as I don't tread on you..."

Cheye~Pie: She smiles, "You're doing fiiiine, it just takes practice. And all that matters is if you're having fun. Now, if you're feeling daring, you can spin me."

Krinele Fullin: Were Krinele paying attention and not just relaxing and listening to the music off by herself, she'd warn Xai.

Mourn: She glances back over her shoulder. "Indeed they are. I suppose such an activity would be congruent to a situation such as this."

Xaila: Warn Xai about what? The pandy pulls a sack of colourful hardcandies and what looks like... chocolate coins, out of her TARDIS. "There we go!"

Angus Weaver: "Okay then, so, one, two," and he takes a step back, raising his right hand and letting the left loose.

Angus Weaver: (Betting for chocolate's best. You can't eat money.)

Cheye~Pie: Cheye follows through, twirling underneath his raised hand. "Fantastic!" She steps away and claps.

Dispea: "Ooooo, funny money." *Grinning dragoness* "The best forgeries around."

Sgt. Kael: *Kael's been watching them dance~ creepy, or strange- or, okay, so he's actually watching what she's teaching Angus. But, it just looks really, really weird!*

Minosaur: It takes him a second to untangle that sentence in his head. "Yes. Yes, I guess it would. I mean that's what the music is for, after all." He smiles as if this is the cleverest of jokes.

Molly Fullin: She blinks... "So... this game like old maid, then? Or something involving a black jack?"

Dispea: "Oh, no miss Molly, short version, face cards are counted as 10, aces are 1 or 11. A black jack is when you have a face and an ace. A natural 21. Not sure where the name came from. There are a few extra rules too..."

Xaila: "Bingo~ the victory will always be sweet!" She dangles the funny money and smirks at Molly. "Easy. Blackjack is basically getting 21 without going over - a bust. Beat the dealer to get the..." She shakes the money again. "Gold."

Angus Weaver: Angus smiles broadly, and gives a little bow. "That wasn't so bad. Thanks for teaching! Still need practice, though." He goes through the steps one more time on his own, then glances to Kael. "I guess it's your turn next, sir."

Mourn: She's quiet a moment before looking up at the creature. "Intriguing. You're well educated."

Cheye~Pie: "Thank you for the dance!" Cheye gives a curtsy in return then turns to Kael. "You really better have been paying attention, are you ready?"

Dispea: *Dispea can't help but grin, offering the shuffled deck back to Xai* "Can we trade in large numbers of coins for better prizes?" *Cheesey grin* "For 10 coins, we get an extra large coin! Or something silly like that."

Molly Fullin: She still looks a bit dumbstruck... but her tailtips are twitching just slightly. Like she's doing her best to keep them from wagging.

Sgt. Kael: "No, never." *He looked towards her, and nodded a bit- his comment bringing a bit of a sheepish smile to his lips, at least for the moment, before he finished his nod, looking down at his feet, as he speaks.* "I will try my best- but, can you help me?"

Xaila: "Hey hey its not Wonka-land in my bra okay?" She smirks and glances at Molly, wondering why those ever graceful tails are stiff like boards. So not like her. "C'mon Moll. Lets hit a table and play." The pandy takes the cards from Dispea. "Anyone else wanna try a hand?" She grins.

Cheye~Pie: "Of course I'll help." Cheye rolls her eyes and shakes her head. "Now first, you'll want to take my hands..." She holds her hands out to Kael.

Molly Fullin: She is, unfortunately, not the best bluffer. There's a reason she doesn't play poker... and she follows somewhat after the other two towards the table, contemplating.

Dispea: "Aww, well, what do you have in there?" *And following the goddess to a table, getting a cigar from a pocket on her dress, putting it in her mouth, trying for her best 'card shark' look*

Minosaur: He grins at Mourn. "Yes, I am. Thanks for noticing." He says it sincerely, not sarcastically. "I learned at Greendale from Pastor Briggs, and later continued as an apprentice to Moldam the... er... an apprentice to Moldam." He scratches his chest self-conciously. "Not that those name mean anything to anyone around here, mind you... But back home it was pretty prestigious for a peasant."

Sgt. Kael: *Kael looks back up at her, and clears his throat a moment, before approaching, taking both of her hands in his own- Kael has big hands!* "Oh-kay..."

Mourn: "I would not have expected something of your countenance to be well learned."

Angus Weaver: Angus leans against the rail for now, dividing his attention between the dance here, and the game further away. He might join that later.

Xaila: She pulls a rhinestone studded 'poker' visor out, it matches her dress tonight! She puts it on at a saucy angle. "A lot of things really, but its a hodgepodge to be honest!" The candy gets dumped out on the table. "Care to split some of it up fairly amongst us Dis?" The goddess is now shuffling the cards!

Minosaur: He frowns at that, though it really isn't unexpected. "I'm... uh... I used to be human." He rubs his nose and looks back at the dancers. "There was a sort of accident."

Cheye~Pie: Cheye blushes, thank goodness for fur! "Ok, now step to the left, then step to the right, and then take your right foot and step back, rocking and putting your weight on that foot."

Mourn: "Used to be human? I do not believe I will have an easy time of believing that."

Dispea: *And Dispea counts out the money, carefully divies out two smaller piles to her and Molly, and the bigger pile, the 'bank' goes to Xai, the dealer* "That's about right, right?" *Small grin* "Could always let us trade in 15 coins or so for a random item from the Storage Area."

Molly Fullin: "Knowing my luck, I'd get a boobfoxie," she comments, drumming her fingers.

Dispea: "A whatnow?" *Blinking dragon*

Sgt. Kael: *Kael does as she says, slowly- and awkwardly at first. His vision flickers from looking down at his feet, to looking back up at her.*

Molly Fullin: "A small fox that infests tardis bras," she sticks her tongue out at Xai.

Xaila: She nods and smirks. "...and you wouldn't want that. Believe me. They're finicky fellows." Shuffle shuffle shuffle and... she deals!

Minosaur: He chuckles, a sound like thunder. "Well think how I feel about it. I can't really do anything to convince you. Except that you're right, I don't imagine a monster like me could expect to have much of an education." He shrugs gigantic shoulders. "But I was human until I got... cursed."

Dispea: "A tardis bra? Hm." *Shrugging, and checking her cards!*

Xaila: "Although if you wanna meet one, I can yank one out later!"

Dispea: "Could be amusing, if you'd be so kind. *Inclining her head to the goddess*

Xaila: "Yes... tardis. How do you think I can pull out a juggling set, candy and playing cards without denting my current figure..." She smirks.

Dispea: "Mystic powers? A hidden bag of holding? I'm not really sure what a Tardis is. *Shrugging dragon* But it sounds similar to a bag of holding."

Mourn: "I suppose I have learned something new today, then."

Cheye~Pie: "Got it? Good, now, uh... step closer together again, and repeat!" She smiles at Kael and continues this basic step until he has it down. "Now, step to your left and I'll step to my left, and raise our arms..."

Minosaur: He smiles. "Well... Glad I could teach you something."

Xaila: "Make your candy bets~" She calls out, preparing to dish out cards before she deals her own. "And pretty much is it a bag of holding. In bra-form."

Molly Fullin: Molly peeks at her cards... and nods a bit, looking to the dealer's card showing.

Cheye~Pie: "I put your right hand behind my head, you put my right hand behind your head, and we slide down the arm until we're holding each other's hand!"

Molly Fullin: Or not, as we'd thought Xai had dealt already. She'll dish out five coins.

Dispea: "Useful!" *And Dispea ponders... why not 5 seems a decent number, matching Moll's bet*

Sgt. Kael: *Kael nods, and then does as she explained. Sure, at first, his movements were awkward, stiff, and not seeming like he was enjoying it- but, he was learning quickly, at the very least. As she tells him what to do, he'd do it. He takes great pride in this, it seems!&

Xaila: The pandy hmms and then nods, plucking a card from the deck on the table she reveals a 10 of clubs.

Angus Weaver: Angus nods to the two dancers; sir Kael's learning fast, too, he notes silently. Then he turns around on the rail for a moment, and watches the stars again.

Dispea: *Perky dragon*

Molly Fullin: Hmm.. arched eyebrow there.

Cheye~Pie: She grins in anticipation. "My favorite part's coming up. Lift your hand holding mine, and twirl me under so now I'm behind you, switch my hand into your other hand, and twirl me out in front of you again, now..." She swallows, "Spin me in so I'm standing against you and take my other hand so we're sort of in an embrace."

Anarg'e: Someone with sensitive hearing may hear an 'Argh!' in the distance, then a splash at another end of the boat. The same is heard in reverse quite near to the party. Anarg'e has apparently been flung over the boat, only to slam into Xaila's tails. "Oof!" The first thing he does is cup his hands to yell "YOUR MOTHER!" At the direction he was flung from. "Oh, hey. Food!" He's dressed in an ugly Hawaiian t-shirt, swimtrunks, and an over-abundance of water.

Mourn: "Used to be human? And now you're this? That must not be an easy realignment of lifestyle."

Dispea: "..." *Dispea blinks at Anarg'e* "....Uh...err...wha?"

Angus Weaver: Leaning his head back to see, Angus spies the figure of the chaos mage, upside down. Trust that man to go crashing into the dealer...

Xaila: The pandy plucks another card out from the deck and places it "ARGH!" The pandy falls backwards onto the mage, her tails having turned into his landing pad. The cards in her hand go flying and now it turns into 40-something card pick up. "OW OW OW!" At least the card on the table (left relatively unharmed...) is a six.

Minosaur: "Oh man, you aren't kidding." He looks at his hands. "These things are pretty much useless, for one thing. I was a little guy, too. Now I'm like eight feet tall and a thousand times stronger than anyone I've ever known." He sighs. "That's not even counting the horns... and this stupid thing." He looks back at his thick tail, waving it around a little, entirely unpleased.

Molly Fullin: There's a flick of Molly's ears, then they just... lay flat against her head.

Mourn: "Stronger than anyone, you say?"

Molly Fullin: Anarg'e might note that chaos magic/magical effects... no longer exist in any way, shape, or form.

Sgt. Kael: *Kael looks at her, hearing what she's just stated, then speaks, from whatever spot they froze at last. He looks down towards her, commenting offhand* "I'm not one hundred percent sure I have the dexterity to do so."

Anarg'e: Whatever of Xaila touches Anarg'e gets wet, what with being in the water up until a few moments ago. He was about to stand. "mmf!" A note of protest as he gets squished. First things first! Wriggle out. "Grah." Anarg'e looses his other sandal. And then he promptly makes a fish-like noise and dies due to whatever Molly did.

Minosaur: He frowns. "Well... Stronger than anyone I know, at least. I suppose actual dragons are stronger... Maybe a giant."

Anarg'e: Now Xaila has a pinned wet, dead corpse.

Angus Weaver: (Whoops?)

Cheye~Pie: "It doesn't require much flexibility, and whatever you can't stretch to, I can make up for"

Molly Fullin: It's more like writing the entire thing out of the rule-book. To the thoroughness of removing it from clauses where people require it to exist.

Xaila: Xaila is now half-laying on a corpse. This is very much WRONG and the pandy scrambles to push the corpse off of her!!! "Ack ack ack!"

Anarg'e: ...He's still dead, because he doesn't need it to live. He needs it to prevent something else from killing him.

Anarg'e: Anyway. Xalia pushes off the limp body.

Angus Weaver: Leaning over a little too far, Angus flips himself over, bouncing off his hands to land kneeling on the deck. Shaking himself off then, he gets up, excuses himself, and waves to Cheye and Kael as he makes his way over to the table, cautiously. "Oh dear, what's just happened?" He starts to pick up a few of the cards that've fallen off the table.

Sgt. Kael: *Kael then... does what she says, the lift... the twirl, the switch, oh god, why do people do this, and then, the final~ Oh, wow. Kael pulls it, off, barely, though- expect some kind of error along the way (this PG knows nothing of dancing! D: Cram a flaw or three in there, along the way)*

Xaila: Now she's simply a wet pandy that reeks the scent of fresh key lime. Wonderful!

Angus Weaver: (I was winging it, too. Dancing for me is just looking like a spaz and not caring.)

Molly Fullin: She shrugs... and mutters something about people who don't put enough info for a GM to do their job while shoving the body overboard with the help of one of the crew... "Sorry, there."

Anarg'e: Molly finds the body hardening around the edges and becoming significantly heavier as she does so, until pitching the whole thing overboard. Environmental impact might have to be noted.

Cheye~Pie: (HaHa, I'm purely hands-on, so explaining in words is throwing me off, I've actually had to stand up and act this out to make it somewhat accurate... So don't worry, I'm kinda winging it too, and of course, Cheye's too nice to point out any mistakes) "Fantastic!" She says, but not breaking the embrace yet. "Think you're dexterous enough for a dip?" She adds with a wink and a grin.

Mourn: "You know, I've slain dragons and giants before. Does that make me even stronger than them?"

Angus Weaver: Getting the last card off the floor, he clicks them together in a stack on the table, then sets them down. "That man gets stranger every time I see him." To Xaila, he asks, "Can I help you with that?" while looking over at her wet tails.

Sgt. Kael: "I don't think dexterity has to do with my answer." *He then chuckles. He looks nervous~!*

Molly Fullin: A few meters overboard, it's simply deleted from the universe for being too much trouble. Whether this is her or someone else, who knows. "Sorry 'bout that," she dusts her hands off.

Cheye~Pie: Cheye smiles and nods. "I see, we can stop if you like."

Minosaur: He grins. "No. Just smarter. Strength isn't everything."

Sgt. Kael: *Kael then coughs a little bit, flushing red, before finally pulling away from the embrace.* "I don't dance, not ever. I'm too much of a stiff for it."

Cheye~Pie: "Ah, well, you were doing just fine, I think. I was having fun anyway." But, wishing to respect Kael and not push him to do something he doesn't want to, she curtsies, "Thank you for the dance."

Xaila: "I'm sorry... but I uhh... good. I'm good. There's an easy solution for me in this." Its called running into the nearest shadow (that being her own), to 'clean up'.

Angus Weaver: Angus quirks an eyebrow at that; he's never seen someone slink into their own shadow before. "Heh, and I could've had them dry in seconds." He shrugs, and finishes gathering up the pile of cards on the table, careful not to disturb the 10 and its pair.

Sgt. Kael: "Oh, well... thank you. You really think I was doing okay?" *Kael lifts a pair of hands, fixing his beret. He resorts to smalltalk for the moment, as he glances back towards her- before commenting.* "Well, at least we've done more than eat, right?"

Cheye~Pie: "Of course you were!" she beams, then grins at his comment about eating. "Smart-alec..." She laughs softly and moves to the rail and rests her arms folded on it and stares off at the water.

Angus Weaver: Angus gives the cards a few riffle shuffles, then cuts the deck again, setting it behind the dealer's cards. "Not sure if you'll be starting up again, but just in case..."

Mourn: "...crafty little imp. I'll bet I could outwrestle you, at least."

Minosaur: He frowns, shaking his head and legitimately depressed. "I'd... tear you apart." He gazes at the floor, thinking of some of the people - the heroes - who have come after him over the years.

Sgt. Kael: *Kael moves to take a spot beside her, looking out as well. He comments, tapping one of his feet on the railing infront of himself.* "It's really nice, talking to somebody, you know?"

Molly Fullin: (( Ten minutes remaining, folks. ))

Cheye~Pie: "Yeah, it has it's good moments~"

Bob the Outcast: ((Awww))

Angus Weaver: "Hmm..." Dispea may or may not still be here, and Xaila's gone off on her own. That leaves the other two groups, and, "Molly Fullin, I presume?"

Mourn: "I take on things bigger than you for a living. You'll have a hard time tearing me apart."

Xaila: [Kitsune (Golden)]: A kitsune appears near the table, frowning as she adjusts the sapphire gown that Xaila was wearing earlier. "Dammit..." She sighs.

Minosaur: He smiles a bit, sadly. "Wish I could believe you. But you really don't get a second chance if you're wrong." He gestures at himself. "This thing is dangerous. Really dangerous. It's been years and I'm only now learning to pick up boulders without crushing them to dust."

Angus Weaver: Peeking over at Xaila for a moment, he absent-mindedly splits his tail into three. "That you, Xai?"

Xaila: [Kitsune (Golden)]: "Yes, it is. My zipper got stuck." She grumbles a bit and takes one of the chocolate gold coins and chomps on it.

Sgt. Kael: *Kael doesn't say anything for the moment. He doesn't feel he needs to!*

Angus Weaver: His head tilts a bit at that. "Well, it still looks good on you, ma'am, even so."

Xaila: [Kitsune (Golden)]: "Thank you, thank you. I try to keep my various disguises looking decent."

Mourn: "Only boulders?"

Cheye~Pie: Cheye shifts a little and clears her throat. "Y'know, you could talk to me more, outside of these social gatherings, if you want."

Minosaur: "It seemed like a good place to start practicing..."

Mourn: "Yet you're on this ship without any incident."