Barbeau is sitting in the kitchen, slumped over and slumbering in the shadows. His hand twitches in the beams of light from the window. He lifts an arm slowly, grabbing his mask from off the counter. He pulls it on, grunting and struggling, and then takes a deep breath, his breath fogging. His pupils shine like diamonds in the half-dark. His feet scuff the dusty floor as he rises to them, his sunken eyes glaring out the window with grumpy dispassion.
The deck has fallen into a sleepy stupor when the demon bursts out onto the scene. "Everybody up. Back to work."
Damian jumps up, having been resting in a puddle of his own drool and alcohol. He looks around, a small ball of flame in his hand "Huh?!" He then sees Barbeau and calms down "What?"
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Luci is sitting in the railing of the ship, holding Bunny. She is telling Bunny about the dolphins and how they are like birds of the sea and such.
A four winged angel flies down from the heaven above and lands on the ship, looking around frantically "Are they done trying to kill me?" He's sweating, he has seemingly been flying for hours.
Luci waves, grinning "Hello sir?"
He jumps and almost falls off the ship before saying "Hello, who are you?"
"I'm Lucibelle! Pleasure to meet you sir!" She extends a pale hand. She wears a canary yellow dress with a white collar and buttons. Her hair is dark brown and curly, cut short around her nope. She has bruises along her neck and her upper cheek. Her eyes are pale and have no pupils or irises.
He flinches, thinking she is going to attack him before taking the hand and shaking it, having a decent grip, although nothing special "Sanviento, a pleasure to meet you too." He is wearing a white robe with golden accents, although it does look more like a suit than anything, some blood is soaked into it, probably from what he's scared about.
Luci smiles brightly "Where did you come from sir? I haven't seen you here before?" She asks.
"I'm from somewhere far from here. I'm from a far off magical land called Canada." He says, waving his hands.
She blinks, having no idea what that is or where for that matter.
"We have french people." He says with a smile "And violence."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Luci is sitting in the railing of the ship, holding Bunny. She is telling Bunny about the dolphins and how they are like birds of the sea and such.
A four winged angel flies down from the heaven above and lands on the ship, looking around frantically "Are they done trying to kill me?" He's sweating, he has seemingly been flying for hours.
Luci waves, grinning "Hello sir?"
He jumps and almost falls off the ship before saying "Hello, who are you?"
"I'm Lucibelle! Pleasure to meet you sir!" She extends a pale hand. She wears a canary yellow dress with a white collar and buttons. Her hair is dark brown and curly, cut short around her nope. She has bruises along her neck and her upper cheek. Her eyes are pale and have no pupils or irises.
He flinches, thinking she is going to attack him before taking the hand and shaking it, having a decent grip, although nothing special "Sanviento, a pleasure to meet you too." He is wearing a white robe with golden accents, although it does look more like a suit than anything, some blood is soaked into it, probably from what he's scared about.
Luci smiles brightly "Where did you come from sir? I haven't seen you here before?" She asks.
"I'm from somewhere far from here. I'm from a far off magical land called Canada." He says, waving his hands.
She blinks, having no idea what that is or where for that matter.
"We have french people." He says with a smile "And violence."
"Oh.. that seems less than good." She said, raising her brows in surprise
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
“Don’t worry, everywhere has violence. Even here apparently.” He says, holding his side.
She walks over and produces some medical bandages form her dress pocket. She begins rolling them over his side in order to stop the bleeding.
He winces but doesn’t fight her “Thank you for this, even if it is the crew of this ship that caused the injury. Really though, I needed this.” He glows with radiant light, blessing the bandages to help the healing farther.
“Don’t worry, everywhere has violence. Even here apparently.” He says, holding his side.
She walks over and produces some medical bandages form her dress pocket. She begins rolling them over his side in order to stop the bleeding.
He winces but doesn’t fight her “Thank you for this, even if it is the crew of this ship that caused the injury. Really though, I needed this.” He glows with radiant light, blessing the bandages to help the healing farther.
She beams "I am glad to help!" She said, clapping her hands
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Barbeau is sitting in the kitchen, slumped over and slumbering in the shadows. His hand twitches in the beams of light from the window. He lifts an arm slowly, grabbing his mask from off the counter. He pulls it on, grunting and struggling, and then takes a deep breath, his breath fogging. His pupils shine like diamonds in the half-dark. His feet scuff the dusty floor as he rises to them, his sunken eyes glaring out the window with grumpy dispassion.
The deck has fallen into a sleepy stupor when the demon bursts out onto the scene. "Everybody up. Back to work."
Damian jumps up, having been resting in a puddle of his own drool and alcohol. He looks around, a small ball of flame in his hand "Huh?!" He then sees Barbeau and calms down "What?"
*Sorry, had to cook the eggs*
The towering chef lifts Damian up by the collar and sets him on his feet. "Get cleaned up. We've got dinner in five. You smell like puke and I will not allow you in the kitchen like this." He prestidigitates Damian's clothes clean.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Barbeau is sitting in the kitchen, slumped over and slumbering in the shadows. His hand twitches in the beams of light from the window. He lifts an arm slowly, grabbing his mask from off the counter. He pulls it on, grunting and struggling, and then takes a deep breath, his breath fogging. His pupils shine like diamonds in the half-dark. His feet scuff the dusty floor as he rises to them, his sunken eyes glaring out the window with grumpy dispassion.
The deck has fallen into a sleepy stupor when the demon bursts out onto the scene. "Everybody up. Back to work."
Damian jumps up, having been resting in a puddle of his own drool and alcohol. He looks around, a small ball of flame in his hand "Huh?!" He then sees Barbeau and calms down "What?"
*Sorry, had to cook the eggs*
The towering chef lifts Damian up by the collar and sets him on his feet. "Get cleaned up. We've got dinner in five. You smell like puke and I will not allow you in the kitchen like this." He prestidigitates Damian's clothes clean.
*Ah, had to be Barbeau in real life I see.*
He shakes his head, obviously hung over and begins holding it “Stop talking so loud. I’ll get that all done.” He walks away, coming back in new clothes, and holding a flask in one hand. He smells better and looks ready to go “Let’s get cooking.”
“Don’t worry, everywhere has violence. Even here apparently.” He says, holding his side.
She walks over and produces some medical bandages form her dress pocket. She begins rolling them over his side in order to stop the bleeding.
He winces but doesn’t fight her “Thank you for this, even if it is the crew of this ship that caused the injury. Really though, I needed this.” He glows with radiant light, blessing the bandages to help the healing farther.
She beams "I am glad to help!" She said, clapping her hands
He pulls out a notebook “So what would you say are my chances of joining the crew?”
“Don’t worry, everywhere has violence. Even here apparently.” He says, holding his side.
She walks over and produces some medical bandages form her dress pocket. She begins rolling them over his side in order to stop the bleeding.
He winces but doesn’t fight her “Thank you for this, even if it is the crew of this ship that caused the injury. Really though, I needed this.” He glows with radiant light, blessing the bandages to help the healing farther.
She beams "I am glad to help!" She said, clapping her hands
He pulls out a notebook “So what would you say are my chances of joining the crew?”
She tilts her head to the side, thinking "You would have to ask Captain. He is really nice though!!" She grins and jumps up and down.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
“Don’t worry, everywhere has violence. Even here apparently.” He says, holding his side.
She walks over and produces some medical bandages form her dress pocket. She begins rolling them over his side in order to stop the bleeding.
He winces but doesn’t fight her “Thank you for this, even if it is the crew of this ship that caused the injury. Really though, I needed this.” He glows with radiant light, blessing the bandages to help the healing farther.
She beams "I am glad to help!" She said, clapping her hands
He pulls out a notebook “So what would you say are my chances of joining the crew?”
She tilts her head to the side, thinking "You would have to ask Captain. He is really nice though!!" She grins and jumps up and down.
He shakes his head "Last time I was around I almost died, but maybe things will be different this time around. Thank you."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
The towering chef lifts Damian up by the collar and sets him on his feet. "Get cleaned up. We've got dinner in five. You smell like puke and I will not allow you in the kitchen like this." He prestidigitates Damian's clothes clean.
*Ah, had to be Barbeau in real life I see.*
He shakes his head, obviously hung over and begins holding it “Stop talking so loud. I’ll get that all done.” He walks away, coming back in new clothes, and holding a flask in one hand. He smells better and looks ready to go “Let’s get cooking.”
Barbeau waves him into the kitchen, revealing that alchemical equipment has been added to the roster of cooking tools. He opens a closet and pulls slabs of somehow still-living salmon off the hooks. "I've requisitioned supplies from my salvage crews. Menu tonight is my favorite: fish. I will be making various accompaniments, while you prepare the fish itself. You are starting with salmon tartare and cioppino for the appetizer and soup, respectively. We have the ingredients, you will not be instructed further. You will do well." The last phrase is as much command as reassurance. He immediately moves to the alchemy supplies.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Don’t worry, everywhere has violence. Even here apparently.” He says, holding his side.
She walks over and produces some medical bandages form her dress pocket. She begins rolling them over his side in order to stop the bleeding.
He winces but doesn’t fight her “Thank you for this, even if it is the crew of this ship that caused the injury. Really though, I needed this.” He glows with radiant light, blessing the bandages to help the healing farther.
She beams "I am glad to help!" She said, clapping her hands
He pulls out a notebook “So what would you say are my chances of joining the crew?”
She tilts her head to the side, thinking "You would have to ask Captain. He is really nice though!!" She grins and jumps up and down.
He shakes his head "Last time I was around I almost died, but maybe things will be different this time around. Thank you."
She nods and holds out a stuffed bunny with long limbs and different colored button eyes "This is Bunny. He is really good at keeping pests away."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Barbeau is sitting in the kitchen, slumped over and slumbering in the shadows. His hand twitches in the beams of light from the window. He lifts an arm slowly, grabbing his mask from off the counter. He pulls it on, grunting and struggling, and then takes a deep breath, his breath fogging. His pupils shine like diamonds in the half-dark. His feet scuff the dusty floor as he rises to them, his sunken eyes glaring out the window with grumpy dispassion.
The deck has fallen into a sleepy stupor when the demon bursts out onto the scene. "Everybody up. Back to work."
Lucibelle runs up to him, hugging him "Hi!!!"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Barbeau is sitting in the kitchen, slumped over and slumbering in the shadows. His hand twitches in the beams of light from the window. He lifts an arm slowly, grabbing his mask from off the counter. He pulls it on, grunting and struggling, and then takes a deep breath, his breath fogging. His pupils shine like diamonds in the half-dark. His feet scuff the dusty floor as he rises to them, his sunken eyes glaring out the window with grumpy dispassion.
The deck has fallen into a sleepy stupor when the demon bursts out onto the scene. "Everybody up. Back to work."
Lucibelle runs up to him, hugging him "Hi!!!"
He pats her on the head with his insulated gloves as his eyes soften slightly. "Hello, Miss Luci. It's been a while. How have you been? All well, I hope."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The towering chef lifts Damian up by the collar and sets him on his feet. "Get cleaned up. We've got dinner in five. You smell like puke and I will not allow you in the kitchen like this." He prestidigitates Damian's clothes clean.
*Ah, had to be Barbeau in real life I see.*
He shakes his head, obviously hung over and begins holding it “Stop talking so loud. I’ll get that all done.” He walks away, coming back in new clothes, and holding a flask in one hand. He smells better and looks ready to go “Let’s get cooking.”
Barbeau waves him into the kitchen, revealing that alchemical equipment has been added to the roster of cooking tools. He opens a closet and pulls slabs of somehow still-living salmon off the hooks. "I've requisitioned supplies from my salvage crews. Menu tonight is my favorite: fish. I will be making various accompaniments, while you prepare the fish itself. You are starting with salmon tartare and cioppino for the appetizer and soup, respectively. We have the ingredients, you will not be instructed further. You will do well." The last phrase is as much command as reassurance. He immediately moves to the alchemy supplies.
Damian nods and grabs some pans and the other things he needs. He begins to make exactly what he asks, although he is very afraid to fail. He starts slowly, speeding up as his confidence grows, beginning to do some tricks with fire as he makes the food.
“Don’t worry, everywhere has violence. Even here apparently.” He says, holding his side.
She walks over and produces some medical bandages form her dress pocket. She begins rolling them over his side in order to stop the bleeding.
He winces but doesn’t fight her “Thank you for this, even if it is the crew of this ship that caused the injury. Really though, I needed this.” He glows with radiant light, blessing the bandages to help the healing farther.
She beams "I am glad to help!" She said, clapping her hands
He pulls out a notebook “So what would you say are my chances of joining the crew?”
She tilts her head to the side, thinking "You would have to ask Captain. He is really nice though!!" She grins and jumps up and down.
He shakes his head "Last time I was around I almost died, but maybe things will be different this time around. Thank you."
She nods and holds out a stuffed bunny with long limbs and different colored button eyes "This is Bunny. He is really good at keeping pests away."
He smiles at the childish doll, remembering his own days of such foolishness “I bet that Bunny does their job really well. Better than anyone else could.” His eyes glow with a soft grey, like Damian’s actually.
Barbeau is sitting in the kitchen, slumped over and slumbering in the shadows. His hand twitches in the beams of light from the window. He lifts an arm slowly, grabbing his mask from off the counter. He pulls it on, grunting and struggling, and then takes a deep breath, his breath fogging. His pupils shine like diamonds in the half-dark. His feet scuff the dusty floor as he rises to them, his sunken eyes glaring out the window with grumpy dispassion.
The deck has fallen into a sleepy stupor when the demon bursts out onto the scene. "Everybody up. Back to work."
Lucibelle runs up to him, hugging him "Hi!!!"
He pats her on the head with his insulated gloves as his eyes soften slightly. "Hello, Miss Luci. It's been a while. How have you been? All well, I hope."
She makes Bunny wave at him and grins "New person showed up! He got these wings and everything! He was bleeding to! Me and Bunny patched him up though!"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
“Don’t worry, everywhere has violence. Even here apparently.” He says, holding his side.
She walks over and produces some medical bandages form her dress pocket. She begins rolling them over his side in order to stop the bleeding.
He winces but doesn’t fight her “Thank you for this, even if it is the crew of this ship that caused the injury. Really though, I needed this.” He glows with radiant light, blessing the bandages to help the healing farther.
She beams "I am glad to help!" She said, clapping her hands
He pulls out a notebook “So what would you say are my chances of joining the crew?”
She tilts her head to the side, thinking "You would have to ask Captain. He is really nice though!!" She grins and jumps up and down.
He shakes his head "Last time I was around I almost died, but maybe things will be different this time around. Thank you."
She nods and holds out a stuffed bunny with long limbs and different colored button eyes "This is Bunny. He is really good at keeping pests away."
He smiles at the childish doll, remembering his own days of such foolishness “I bet that Bunny does their job really well. Better than anyone else could.” His eyes glow with a soft grey, like Damian’s actually.
She nods "He is really good with knives and stuff! He likes his pin though, that way he can skewer the rats and stuff!"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
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Damian jumps up, having been resting in a puddle of his own drool and alcohol. He looks around, a small ball of flame in his hand "Huh?!" He then sees Barbeau and calms down "What?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"We have french people." He says with a smile "And violence."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Oh.. that seems less than good." She said, raising her brows in surprise
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Cut*
“Don’t worry, everywhere has violence. Even here apparently.” He says, holding his side.
She walks over and produces some medical bandages form her dress pocket. She begins rolling them over his side in order to stop the bleeding.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He winces but doesn’t fight her “Thank you for this, even if it is the crew of this ship that caused the injury. Really though, I needed this.” He glows with radiant light, blessing the bandages to help the healing farther.
She beams "I am glad to help!" She said, clapping her hands
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Sorry, had to cook the eggs*
The towering chef lifts Damian up by the collar and sets him on his feet. "Get cleaned up. We've got dinner in five. You smell like puke and I will not allow you in the kitchen like this." He prestidigitates Damian's clothes clean.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Ah, had to be Barbeau in real life I see.*
He shakes his head, obviously hung over and begins holding it “Stop talking so loud. I’ll get that all done.” He walks away, coming back in new clothes, and holding a flask in one hand. He smells better and looks ready to go “Let’s get cooking.”
He pulls out a notebook “So what would you say are my chances of joining the crew?”
She tilts her head to the side, thinking "You would have to ask Captain. He is really nice though!!" She grins and jumps up and down.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He shakes his head "Last time I was around I almost died, but maybe things will be different this time around. Thank you."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Barbeau waves him into the kitchen, revealing that alchemical equipment has been added to the roster of cooking tools. He opens a closet and pulls slabs of somehow still-living salmon off the hooks. "I've requisitioned supplies from my salvage crews. Menu tonight is my favorite: fish. I will be making various accompaniments, while you prepare the fish itself. You are starting with salmon tartare and cioppino for the appetizer and soup, respectively. We have the ingredients, you will not be instructed further. You will do well." The last phrase is as much command as reassurance. He immediately moves to the alchemy supplies.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
She nods and holds out a stuffed bunny with long limbs and different colored button eyes "This is Bunny. He is really good at keeping pests away."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Lucibelle runs up to him, hugging him "Hi!!!"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He pats her on the head with his insulated gloves as his eyes soften slightly. "Hello, Miss Luci. It's been a while. How have you been? All well, I hope."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Damian nods and grabs some pans and the other things he needs. He begins to make exactly what he asks, although he is very afraid to fail. He starts slowly, speeding up as his confidence grows, beginning to do some tricks with fire as he makes the food.
He smiles at the childish doll, remembering his own days of such foolishness “I bet that Bunny does their job really well. Better than anyone else could.” His eyes glow with a soft grey, like Damian’s actually.
She makes Bunny wave at him and grins "New person showed up! He got these wings and everything! He was bleeding to! Me and Bunny patched him up though!"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She nods "He is really good with knives and stuff! He likes his pin though, that way he can skewer the rats and stuff!"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]