Sana grins and pounces at the same time as Carrhae, tickling Misha's other foot with stifled laugh.

Carrhae smiled as she continued to tickle Misha silly. She wasn't just satisfied that her plan worked to perfection (to be fair, Misha didn't really do much to make things difficult) or amused at the sight of Misha thrashing about and laughing uncontrollably, she was just having fun with her friend Sana, and she was sure that Misha was having fun too. Misha had always been able to put a smile on Carrhae's face and make her laugh, something that she had needed a lot during the last four years. There were also some other feelings that Misha had inspired in Carrhae, but that was for another time. Mainly one where she and Sana weren't having too much fun tickling Misha.

Misha’s eyes popped open wide, very wide, when Carrhae said “Now!”. She felt her ankles being gripped and both Carrhae and Sana launched a tickle attack! The explosion of tickleness coursed through her body, causing her to twist and turn and laugh uncontrollably. Carrhae and Sana had a decent grip on her, and she wasn’t able to squirm away. All she could do was accept it and tears came out of her eyes from laughing so much. When they stopped, Misha had fallen over, and was nothing more than a curled up laughing mess on the floor, too weak to do anything but giggle uncontrollably. 

Carrhae scoops up the pile of giggly Paladin off the deck. "Aww, poor ticklish Misha." She wipes the tears off and gives Misha a kiss on the forehead as she lays her back down on her chair. 

Sana laughs almost as hard as Misha, grinning as she catches her breath.

Misha continued to laugh - it was difficult to speak, recovering from the tickle attack. All she could do was hug and giggle Carrhae and Sana. For a wonderful short time, the war back home, the mission on hand, and anything at all that could have troubled Misha was nonexistent. 

Carrhae returned Misha's hug and with the amount of laughing that Misha was still doing, she might have been helping her to stay on her feet. "We really did a number on you, didn't we? It doesn't upset you when we tickle you, does it? Because we can stop if you want to." She says as she gives Misha a chance to catch her breath.

"Deed not theenk BOTH of you would attack me, no!" Misha admitted between gasps of air from laughing. "Of COURSE eet no upset me, don't be reeridlocus! Laughing ees second favorite theeng to do!"

Sana catches her breath and asks the inevitable question. "What's your favorite thing to do?"

"Well, I didn't want to have all the fun while Sana just stood there. I'm glad that you like to laugh. You're cute when you laugh and it makes other people laugh too. But you look like you've had enough tickling for a little bit, so I'll give you a break for now."

Misha turns to Sana, "Praising the Lord General Tyrant, of course!" She falls apart laughing again, pointing to the sky mildly with her index finger. She turned to Carrhae. "Ees ok, Kapitan, I know you, and Sana, mean well. Life ees very short and full of conflict, and you took advantage of an opportunity to hef some fun." Her face slowly got very serious, an expression Carrhae only saw maybe twice in her life. "But, do that again, and I weel smite you een the name of my General weeth my very own hammer." 

She couldn't do it. She tried to remain serious as long as she could before her joke crumbled under it's own weight. She fell over and laughed very loudly again, waving her hand to indicate she was totally kidding.

Carrhae picks Misha up again and puts her in a playful headlock. "Threatening the Captain?" She says in a tone of mock offense. "If you do that again, I'm afraid I'll have to punish you. Maybe tie you to the mast so that anyone who passes by can give you a tickle." She laughs again before setting Misha down and heading back to her room for a nap.

Misha laughed a bit more and threw her hands up in surrender as Carrhae headlocked her. As Carrhae walked away and her face turned sly, curiously devious. "Wonder how Kapitan would puneesh Misha, ya?" She found herself playing with the knot of her top and snapped out of it when she remembered the mock threat of being tied up to the mast. "That part, probably wouldn't enjoy as much." she snorted in a giggle and gathered her things - returning to her room to clean up and dress up. She wanted to look at the orders again.

It was getting very close to launch, and even though Carrhae was the captain, Misha was the one to hand her her orders to reveal to the crew, and she wanted to be ready. According to the commands of Legion Commander Taetanicus, Misha was responsible for the deck crew, the overall condition of the ship, and casting and releasing the anchor, among a few other duties. This agreed with the information she was told from Carrhae as well. 

She undressed and took out from her clothing drawer something a little more official. She dressed in a tight black fitting athletic top that revealed her arms, her stomach, but covered her neck. It was of Acheronian design, comfortable, like Kevlar - extremely thin, like a uniform. The dwarves would have been jealous of such durability of an item so thin. Her long tight pants were made of the same material, and she slid on a pair of thick military boots that came up to her mid shins. She buckled a belt around her waist, which, on the sides and back, had latches and a small pouch to hold items. She looked at herself in the mirror and twisted to get a view of different angles. She smiled. Acheronian clothing completely flattered her figure, and she liked it very much.

She stood at her desk for a moment, and read and reread the orders on the parchment many times making completely sure she understood everything.

Sana gives one last snort of laughter and heads to her room, where she practices turning her skin Kali's shade of blue for a little while.

Officers:  Led by Carrhae 
Carrhae - Captain (Master and Commander)
Kali - First Mate (First officer and away team leader)
Misha - Boatswain (Deck crew manager and away team leader)
Grishkar - Doctor (Heal thyself)
Erriviel - Quartermaster (Got those drugs?)

Deck Crew: Led by Misha
Sloop Dogg - Cabin Boy (secretary to the Captain and officers)
Chandor - Navigator (Plot a course, mister.)
Sana - Master Gunner (Fire!!!!)
Wolf - Carpenter (damage control!)
Syltra - Rigger (set sails!)
 
Support Crew:
Indigo - Cook (Damn that was delish!)
Zombies - from Griskar lol (*groaning noises*)

Kali and Erriviel's Fun Happy Jaunt Through Happy-Funtime Land

Carrhae wakes up from her nap, still bored. Some time had gone by and she smiled when she saw that the sun was going down. Not only was she closer to finally disembarking, she remembered that she and Kali were due to smoke some of the Bloom Nocturne that Kali had bought for her. She pulled out the pipe and the substance, but didn't make any move to smoke. She wouldn't start without Kali.

With the sun falling behind the horizon and her shopping date with Erriviel done, Kali had retreated back to her room and took a load off on her multitude of colorful pillows, staring up at the wooden ceiling of her bed, thinking back on her conversation with the doctor.

Kali sucks in a breath and pushes herself up off her bed, about to reach for her pipe til she remembered Carrhae's offer from before. "Tomorrow's our big day, afterall. Why not?" She told herself as she left her quarters to go join the captain in hers. She knocks gently on the door and announces her arrival before pushing the door open and entering the room. "Hope that offer still stands, captain."

"It does. I had actually just pulled out my pipe in preparation of you joining me. Make yourself comfortable and I'll get us ready." As Kali enters Carrhae's room, she sees that it's rather simple compared to hers, with no tapestries and a bedspread that doesn't have the ornate pillows and silk sheets that hers does. She does however spot Carrhae's ornate armor and shield hanging up, a small altar dedicated to Sune, her workout gear, the station that she uses to put her make up on in the morning, a wardrobe, as well as a chest in front of her bed. Carrhae pulls out the bag with the Bloom Nocturne, takes a pinch out of it and puts it in the pipe. "I'm not being stingy. This is a potent drug and it takes effect quickly, so you shouldn't need a lot for it to take effect." While Carrhae waits for Kali to imbibe, she pulls off her boots, tosses her socks in a basket at the corner of the room, and leaves her boots outside the door, along with a note calling for Sloop to clean them at once. Carrhae closes the door behind her.

Making his usual evening rounds, Sloop stops by the Captain's quarters.  Noticing the door shut and locked, he figures that something is up and goes to check on the captain when he hears giggling and other weird noises coming from her cabin.  Stopping in his tracks, he hears what he believes to be....purrrrrrrrring?!  Curious!  Better not disturb her, as she must be having weird dreams.  ;-)

Almost tripping over her boots, he sees her note and immediately grabs the boots and brings them over to the wardroom, where he proceeds to spit polish them to such a fine sheen they look brand new.  "That'll put a smile on that pretty face o' hers!" he mumbles to no one in particular, before returning them back to her quarters.  Before turning away, he hears more strange sounds coming from her quarters:  moaning.  "Huh.  She must be eating a late night snack that's particularly tasty?  Sounds like a good idea."  And off he goes to the wardroom for a snack of his own, before turning in for the night.  Big day tomorrow!