Delilah Dirk (
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deercountry2021-10-02 04:17 pm
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A Merry Jaunt Upon The Sea
Who: Delilah Dirk, Luz, and Varian
What: Charting and exploration using Delilah's flying boat.
When: Early afternoon, start of October.
Where: Darcmouth, Pthumerian Ocean

She spent her nights in her small bunk on her boat. It had all she needed, really. A tiny little kitchen, somewhere to sleep. A few books of poetry, from the old world. Mostly in Greek. In times past, she'd sail her little ship from port to port - the entire Mediterranean Sea had been her playground, and she'd known every inch of it.
This was new territory, and while she missed the sun-kissed days and the bluest waters - there was new adventure to be found here. Though the vast ocean beyond was...different. There were things about it that she couldn't quite put her finger on, couldn't quite put words to. Things were different. It was far more than the different, starry sky she looked up at some nights, when laying back on the deck.
But today, well, today was going to be an adventure. She'd received word she'd be having guests aboard. She hadn't cleaned up - there was little enough on the boat that it hardly made much difference, really - but she had worked on breakfast. Pan-made biscuits, breakfast meat, and some fruit - and juice, of course. Because the Turkish coffee - or the closest ersatz she could make, anyway - she was brewing was...potent.
She would be easy enough to find, and hadn't bothered with directions - after all, how many sailboats tied up at the dock were there? And how many would smell of breakfast?
What: Charting and exploration using Delilah's flying boat.
When: Early afternoon, start of October.
Where: Darcmouth, Pthumerian Ocean

She spent her nights in her small bunk on her boat. It had all she needed, really. A tiny little kitchen, somewhere to sleep. A few books of poetry, from the old world. Mostly in Greek. In times past, she'd sail her little ship from port to port - the entire Mediterranean Sea had been her playground, and she'd known every inch of it.
This was new territory, and while she missed the sun-kissed days and the bluest waters - there was new adventure to be found here. Though the vast ocean beyond was...different. There were things about it that she couldn't quite put her finger on, couldn't quite put words to. Things were different. It was far more than the different, starry sky she looked up at some nights, when laying back on the deck.
But today, well, today was going to be an adventure. She'd received word she'd be having guests aboard. She hadn't cleaned up - there was little enough on the boat that it hardly made much difference, really - but she had worked on breakfast. Pan-made biscuits, breakfast meat, and some fruit - and juice, of course. Because the Turkish coffee - or the closest ersatz she could make, anyway - she was brewing was...potent.
She would be easy enough to find, and hadn't bothered with directions - after all, how many sailboats tied up at the dock were there? And how many would smell of breakfast?

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Behind them, and below, something enormous was breaking the waves.
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Because that's just how Eda is. He's about to comment on what Delilah has to say when he's distracted by the huge monster coming up out of the water. He yelps, stumbling backwards and helpfully pointing at it in case anyone missed it.
"UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH what's that?"
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And there was no time to think about that, because suddenly, hey, here comes a new challenger!
"Augh!" Luz yelped, already reaching for her glyph. "Sea monster is a good enough banner! Delilah, you can see better than I can! How big is it?"
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"Umm," she began. "It's a fish...whale...thing."
As for how big it was...
"We're going to want to go higher."
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"Okay, cool, great! All for that plan! How do we make this thing go higher?"
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Aside from the Deerington monsters, but she'd been mostly fleeing from them.
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"Well, warm air under the sails, that always helps and..."
And then the thing breaches.
"Bloody hell."
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He's rummaging in his bag, pulling out a few alchemy bombs.
"It's pretty big," understatement of the century. "So I doubt it'll do much. But I might be able to keep it at bay? Until we can get out of the way?"
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How she'd be able to change the air though? That was anyone's guess.
"I can lob some ice chunks at it, but we'd probably have to get in lower for them to do damage."
Or she might have to, specifically.
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She looked back.
"Hang on, it won't be following us, surely."
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Varian holds on as the ship moves, before shuffling back peering through the clouds.
"Uhhhh it's still tailing us, gimmie a sec."
He lobs one of his bombs at it- a green one full of Flynnolium. Gravity sure helps here and it explodes against the creature in a haze of green fire. It roars and sinks below the clouds.
"Okay, so I either scared it off or made it super mad. One way or the other."
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Luz watched Varian throw down his bombs and watched as it sunk down lower.
"I'll have my staff ready, just in case."
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"How high do you think that thing can breach?"
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That's the Luz, the talk about the staff is worrying, please don't get eaten mid-air, Luz. He keeps his eyes on the clouds, he can hear it rumbling under there.
"It's pretty big, unless it can actually fly, there has to be a limit, right? But WE can't get high, Luz had that problem. "
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Which, for right now, they weren't, right? Luz was just using her fire glyphs to try and direct the air flow.
"So we're basically going to have to ride steady, and keep away from that thing as much as we can. But if it gets too close, Varian and I may have to incapacitate it. But maybe we'll get lucky and it won't give us any trouble!"
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"We'd have to to gain speed if it's catching up for us anyways," she replies to Luz, spinning the wheel. "Right, heading back towards the coast. Maybe it only likes deep water."
There is another sound from below, and the thing launches itself up out of the water, and it's...far closer below them than she'd like. She gets a sense of the thing - big, greyish-black...are those scales?
"Someone get a good look at it, tell me what the hell it is! And if you can set it on fire, I'd really appreciate it!"
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Because something that big surely needs deep water to stop from beaching itself, right? Right? Except it's breaching way, way too close and Varian's grabbing a flask of his Flynnolium again, reaching his hand out to Luz.
"Okay, slap a glyph on it and I'll...huck it and see what happens?"
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A big spark of flame ignited and the beast roared loud, knocking just about everyone off balance. It hit the water with a big splash, and it looked like they were going to have to brace for the ensuing splashback they'd get now.
"Toss it Varian, quick!"
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She tries to steer in a zig-zag back towards the shore - and hopefully the other two can at least deter the big-ugly-thing.
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"I think that did some damage at least? But yes- quickly to the shore I think."
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"It's not coming back up, is it? "
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That kaboom definitely causes some air to ride on, nearly flipping up the rear of the boat and shoving them upwards as if by a giant hand.
She barely holds onto the wheel as the flying boat rocks crazily for a moment before steadying onto the air currents again.
"What in the hell was that?!" she asked Varian, working between confusion, awe, and upset - "nearly singed us."
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He's peering over the edge just in case, still a little worried. It's definitely gone though, and he heaves out a breath, turning to look at Delilah, his smile turning a little sheepish.
"Sorry, it...it can be pretty powerful. It's Flynnolium, an explosive of my own design."
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"It's really good though, isn't it? How well it works, even if the shockwave is pretty intense! That must be some of the creepy things that live in the bottom of the sea."
She stared down below though.
"Nothing yet!"
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"We weren't even that far out," she reflected, starting to bring their altitude in as they reached towards the shallows. "Hopefully it's the biggest out there, but...who knows."
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Ironically, dork is a 1960s derivative of dirk.
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