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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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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It's obviously super safe. He nods at Delilah.
"Sure, I can mix you up some batches! However many you need," he glances over the edge, squinting at the water. "Well...if nothing else, we know what's out there now. I call that progress!"
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Maybe that land canon idea that Ruby had was not as crazy as she thought.
"We know a little of what's out there. I wonder if there's more than just that big guy. What if there are several of them? If there's a way to explore of what's down there without getting hurt, maybe we should try checking the waters again."
Though not for awhile. Luz needed to calm her nerves and stay on the just-as-eventful shore of Trench.
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But she turned her attention to what Luz was saying.
"Well there has to be at least a few of them. Let's just hope that was the top of the food chain."
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Luz looked back a moment.
"What might be worst is vicious smaller somethings."
She really wished she remembered what happened that night she and Fern went to the light house. Apparently, she'd been possessed.
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So she points at Luz.
"She knows, see?"
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He's always happy to teach anyone anything new after all. At the comment about size, he snorts lightly.
"Oh yeah they can be pretty ineffective so long as you move quickly," he rubs the back of his neck. "That said, some of the worst things we've dealt with in the dream were...little things. Innocuous right up until they weren't."
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Of course she needed to learn magic, but that didn't mean she was going to ignore everything else she had access to!
"Like what? I mean, can you tell me without having some battle fatigued flashbacks?"
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He exhales once the ship lands, turning to smile in Delilah's direction.
"Thanks for getting us out of there, that was some fancy flying."
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But once they were on shore, Luz was practically stimming.
"Are you kidding? We just had a bonafide high seas adventure IN THE SKY! We have to totally do this again!"
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She looks down at the plates of now-sodden food. With a sigh, she dumps one overboard. There is the sound of snapping, and small fish make short work of things, jumping up and down.
"And very clearly staying on the boat," she adds, staring at the water.
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It will not be great. He smiles wanly because as unpleasant as the near-death experience had been, that was kind of fun.
"Oh yeah, we definitely need to see how far we get and very much not leaving the boat ever, no thanks.!
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"Mapping sounds like a good idea. I don't know if anyone's even done that with regards to the ocean anyway. We'd be the first!"
Which meant they'd have the scariest encounter.
"Uh, yeah! We can't all be fish kids!"
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"First is good."
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"You never know, we might even get a region named after us. That's what happens with explorers, right?"
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"You know, despite the big fish almost eating us, this was a good venture! And the breakfast was amazing!"
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She got to work tying off the mooring lines, gesturing at the front ones.
"First Mate Noceda, tie off those lines. Best knots, please."
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He chuckles a little, shifting around to help with the lines.
"Dirk Island does have a nice ring to it."
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Luz went to work tying the lines, listening in on the two of them.
"Dirk Island. Sure. I'd go for Dork Island myself, but Dirk sounds fine too."
Ironically, dork is a 1960s derivative of dirk.
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