03 . boat log!

[necrolord]

Who: necrolord and existing CR. If your character has met the Emperor and would respond positively to an invite, jump on in. (If you're not sure, ask me at ochrona!)
What: A voyage out to sea! This is a mingle log; feel free to toplevel and tag around.
When: Ambiguously around New Year's.
Where: The Pthumerian Ocean.

Content Warnings: Undead sailors, flesh-eating crabs, tentacles, corpses; Deer-standard levels of inherent fleshy horror. Note all the usual warnings of this character.

[ See John's toplevel for prompts, and feel free to tag in brackets or prose! ]

Comments

[lipochrome]

"Oh, I can help you with that." Thanks for the bone, Harrow, but Gideon would probably die if she saw an opportunity to be a smart-ass and didn't take it. "The water's wet."

Boom! Science! Harrowhark Nonagesimus destroyed by facts and logic! Gideon grins, like she's said the funniest thing in the world. She knows she hasn't, but she also knows it will make her comment that much more annoying. So it's worth it.

"Maybe I'll take up fishing, while you're busy doing nerd stuff. I could probably work in some cool, brooding poses. What do you think of this one?" Gideon leans her side against the railing and winks. "Or this one?" She turns around so that her back is now against the railing, crosses one leg over the other, and winks. Again.