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queenofheartsrp2012-07-23 10:03 am
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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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And you can, like, skate in the sky [she murmured]. That's pretty cool. Rgh, how do you do that?
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I've flown a few times. It's ok. I kinda dig this winged road thing more.
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So hoe's it work? Are you, like, warping through space time or something?
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What is mana? You mentioned it a few times before.
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Ahahaha, see what I mean? [ She slows down at the bottom of the ramp and nudges the door aside with a skate. The Road behind them disappears into thin air. ] Here we go!
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[Grins]. Heh, and here I am back here again, just like the last time!
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Here. [ She rolls into the showering area and sets Fionna down gently. ] Go ahead and start washing up? I'll bring some supplies and spare clothes, and help you reach anything you can't get to. [ Stepping back, there is a flash of light and then Subaru is standing there with all of her other gear dismissed save for her sneakers, shorts, and tight black top. ] Sound good?
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Sure, ok! [She waits until Subaru leaves and slowly start to take off her clothes, wincing all the way. Crud, she was worst than she thought. There were cuts all over when the dinnerware had been lobbed at her, not to mention tons of bruising, a black eye and badly skinned knees, not to mention whiplash from the stupid snake thing. She runs the water, shoving her fist in her mouth the moment the water hits her body. THAT HURTS].
/consider this a warning for casual nudity at this point on!
Though all she does is wash off her hands at a separate faucet before coming back into the showers. ] Okay, I'm back and... [ Wow, that was more than she expected. ] And not a moment too late. Are you clean? Let's dry you off so I can put something on those cuts. [ Though it might be kind of odd that all else she has with her is a single pouch dangling from forearm. ]
Re: /consider this a warning for casual nudity at this point on!
[blushed, smiling though the pain is great."
Ok. Thank you!
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[ Subaru was just talking, trying to keep Fionna's mind focused on the conversation and less on the necessary stinging. ]
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It's ok, that always happen when you do the kinda stuff that I do! Though I don't really get how Kris's magic works.
[Trying to forget...]
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Oh, take a look at this! [ She takes the pouch and hands it up to Fionna, as she works on her legs. ] Doesn't look like it carries much, huh? [ And, indeed, the bag is small and seems to be completely empty from an outside perspective, or if she tries feeling it up. ]
Now... do you remember that sword you gave me? Reach in and think about pulling it out! [ And then be marveled at the Bag of Holding putting the hilt right in the girl's hand. ]
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Whoa! Is that it?
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Oh yeah, Mach Caliber! She was in your body before, right?
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[ The mention of that incident, as always, makes her pause a bit. ] Mm, that's what happened once, yes.
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I like Mach Caliber fine, but I don't want anything bad happening to you.
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