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help me, darling. help me, please.
[ So much to think about, and the clouds are no escape for your fine Queen today.
"Their own love in their rightful Queen can be strengthened. Compassion will show you both the way, I am certain. Some girls just want to ride the wind wear ever it takes them, and live life to the fullest."
Oh dear oh dear oh dear. Such a mess, it's all become such a mess! ]
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[ The mirror is recording as the Queen stands at the shoreline, the long stretch of the dunes at her back, the sheer plane of water before her. And overhead the clouds are still flashing with lightning, even as the serpent's bones rain down and warriors close in upon the ship. The storms are banished first, brushed aside with nothing more than an impatient motion. The ship will have to come down next, and she reaches upwards, pausing for only a moment when the High Priestess appears, her feet wet when the tide rolls in, and her head shaded beneath a paper parasol. She says something that can't be heard and the Queen nods distractedly, beginning then to reel down the Labrys as if she has caught it round with a lasso. The Pirate Queen appears at the rails, looking startled and irritated, calling out gruffly,]
Ready to open your mouth, woman?
[ Her majesty sighs, stating very deliberately, ] We do need to talk, yes.
[ The ship hits the ground with a spray of sand and sea, but the gangplank is lowered, and the Queen steps onto the ship, leaving the High Priestess standing at the edge of the tide. A squadron of large brown bears take up positions around the site. The Warrior Princess does not take long in joining them, her face cut and streaked with ash and blood. She does not take her eyes off of the ship, not even for a moment.
When the Queen reappears to see her there, she smiles bashfully. ]
High Priestess, you still have those bottled little folk, don't you, my dear?
[ Whatever the expression on the High Priestess' face, it is not pleasure, but she inclines her head obediently. Soon enough, a cat can be seen walking slowly down the beach, a rope in its mouth that is tied to a floating crate. The faeries inside rattle in their bottles, lights flashing within.
The Pirate Queen crows something rude and self-aggrandizing from the rails, grinning, and the damsels are led up from below deck by an honor guard of battered skeletons. The Queen opens her arms to them. ]
Darlings! I'm so glad to see you safe!
[ The Damsel goes to her, if no one else, and even she has soon moved on, hurrying across the sands to greet the Warrior Princess with a hug that is not returned.
The gangplank of the Labrys recedes when the crate is safely onboard, and though the ship does not seem to be moving, some of the skeletons wave cheerfully from the decks, giggling in that eerie way of theirs. ]
[[ooc; We will leave the comments open for all of you, but there will not be any NPC interaction on this post.]]
"Their own love in their rightful Queen can be strengthened. Compassion will show you both the way, I am certain. Some girls just want to ride the wind wear ever it takes them, and live life to the fullest."
Oh dear oh dear oh dear. Such a mess, it's all become such a mess! ]
[ The mirror is recording as the Queen stands at the shoreline, the long stretch of the dunes at her back, the sheer plane of water before her. And overhead the clouds are still flashing with lightning, even as the serpent's bones rain down and warriors close in upon the ship. The storms are banished first, brushed aside with nothing more than an impatient motion. The ship will have to come down next, and she reaches upwards, pausing for only a moment when the High Priestess appears, her feet wet when the tide rolls in, and her head shaded beneath a paper parasol. She says something that can't be heard and the Queen nods distractedly, beginning then to reel down the Labrys as if she has caught it round with a lasso. The Pirate Queen appears at the rails, looking startled and irritated, calling out gruffly,]
Ready to open your mouth, woman?
[ Her majesty sighs, stating very deliberately, ] We do need to talk, yes.
[ The ship hits the ground with a spray of sand and sea, but the gangplank is lowered, and the Queen steps onto the ship, leaving the High Priestess standing at the edge of the tide. A squadron of large brown bears take up positions around the site. The Warrior Princess does not take long in joining them, her face cut and streaked with ash and blood. She does not take her eyes off of the ship, not even for a moment.
When the Queen reappears to see her there, she smiles bashfully. ]
High Priestess, you still have those bottled little folk, don't you, my dear?
[ Whatever the expression on the High Priestess' face, it is not pleasure, but she inclines her head obediently. Soon enough, a cat can be seen walking slowly down the beach, a rope in its mouth that is tied to a floating crate. The faeries inside rattle in their bottles, lights flashing within.
The Pirate Queen crows something rude and self-aggrandizing from the rails, grinning, and the damsels are led up from below deck by an honor guard of battered skeletons. The Queen opens her arms to them. ]
Darlings! I'm so glad to see you safe!
[ The Damsel goes to her, if no one else, and even she has soon moved on, hurrying across the sands to greet the Warrior Princess with a hug that is not returned.
The gangplank of the Labrys recedes when the crate is safely onboard, and though the ship does not seem to be moving, some of the skeletons wave cheerfully from the decks, giggling in that eerie way of theirs. ]
[[ooc; We will leave the comments open for all of you, but there will not be any NPC interaction on this post.]]
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Subaru finds some of the wings of the machine are still smoldering and one Akiha Tohno probably looking not a think like she normally does. Exhausted doesn't even begin to describe it as she tries to push herself up into a sitting position.
The vermilion even seems to be slowly leeching out of her hair.]
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[ Rising up, the Road banks up and over, so she can slide up beside the young woman without actually setting foot on anything. She reaches her hands down. ] Here, can you stand? Carefully?
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[Even Akiha's snappy bitching lacked bite. Or anything really. It didn't even sound angry no matter how much she tried. At least it was Subaru aiding her and not someone she'd rather die than need rescuing by. Like Sanae.
Standing now... that was going to be a bit of an issue. Akiha tried to stand, but the craft shifted under her and she fell back to the deck. Swearing, she looked up at Subaru's hand. She didn't even think to give the other woman a warning when something unseen and painfully cold wrapped about her forearm. There was a pull then, though it wasn't a strong pull, that Subaru was going to have to brace herself against.
Akiha was going to have to use what little she could of her demon ability and the rail to struggle to her feet, eyes never leaving Subaru's arm.]
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But the woman practically bearing down on her, cause Akiha to fall back to the deck and reach out with her hand. And a lot more of those cold, cold unseen strands wrap about Subaru's torso and she halts in mid-air.]
I'm not going to be able to hold you for long. Hurry up!
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Just... let me rest.
[The Tamamushi seems to... sort of handle the added weight, though there is a lot more water pouring into it than before.]
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[Akiha rolls onto her stomach and tries to push herself up again. Gritting her teeth, she fights back the pain and the feeling of iron bands squeezing about her chest.]
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You know what else is a bad idea? Putting that much weight in one spot like this. It must have been an air pocket or something that shifted, but the deck lilts heavily to the side, and Subaru struggles to keep a tight hold on the young woman. ]
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Your road [pause for a struggled breath] thing still there?
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Subaru follows suit, sighing in relief as the danger of sinking is passed. ] that was close!
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The Tamamushi doesn't last much longer, starting to sink more rapidly, and Akiha's ability to stand fails just as fast. She sinks to the wing road, fighting for breath, and her hair goes completely black.]
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[ARGH! It was bad enough that she was injured and the most tired she'd been in a long time, but she hated being handled or touched by anyone other than Kohaku when she was having an attack. It was hard enough to draw air into her body, but to also be carried wherever she was being taken...
Maybe it would be better to just pass out.]
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So Subaru steps forward into her rematerialized skates and then turns to head back toward the shore. Her pace is urgent, but not reckless. ]
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Once at the shoreline, she cruises along, alert for anyone who might be able to help with the rest of this... ]
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She didn't quite know what was going on but she waved at Subaru as she approached.]
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Subaru will have to make some emergency kits for later. ]
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[Whoops, she took a peek at Akiha. Now Kris is a little worried.]
Oh dear, she needs some help, doesn't she?
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