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

[hauntedsavior]

I mean, I guess, yeah. [it's not the way she would've solved it, but if he's so curious to learn more than she can't suppose she faults him for it.]

And hey, if that doesn't work out, maybe she'll show up anyway and get pissed that you were trying to pull one over on her. Win-win, as long as you don't mind getting turned into atomic dust for it or whatever gods do when you piss them off.

[megatheorem]

[Palamedes makes a face, furrowed brow and tight grimace at the very notion. Ah yes. Atomic dust. A fascinating thing to be.]

I'd pull through. Maybe I'll get points for showing initiative.

[Which always worked when he was a precocious little brat one-upping adults in their chosen field of study, so! Why not try that again. He lets his grimace slide back to something more neutral and friendly, and looks down to gently nudge a crab off his shoe with his opposite foot. Hm!]

Well! In the meantime, do you want to look for squids with me? I'm supposed to be taking notes, after all.

[hauntedsavior]

Oh, absolutely, yeah. They're not gonna rescue themselves.

[is she forgetting something? she might be forgetting something. the crabs are starting to come out again after her stupid little dramatic reading of her one-act play about gods, so it's probably better to move along anyway. oh—fuck, right, of course.]

My name's Anna, by the way. You know, if we're gonna be saving squids and communing with gods together and everything.

[megatheorem]

Well, at least one of those.

[Who knows which one! He holds out a hand, ready for a Professional Handshake (it won't be, he's a delicate wizard with hollow bones).]

Palamedes. Let's go a little crazy and try communing with squids.

[haha. .......unless?]

[hauntedsavior]

[she offers an extremely lazy handshake, like she hasn't done one in a while, but she's not gonna squeeze him until his brittle bird bones shatter. she's nice like that.]

Nice meeting you, Pal. [not even gonna try.] Fuck it, let's give it a shot. Here, squiddy squiddy!