-The Mythics RP-

[Isabella7Storm5]

Let’s say it’s about nighttime now, yeah? Sun’s nearly gone down. Getting hard to see.

thats what was in my head so good, I'm on the right page at least

 

[Blue Raptor]

It's still morning with Ember and V rn...

Uh..

T- time.. time travel?

 

[RDchicken99]

Ember was silent for a long time, tapping a slender claw against her armband thoughtfully, relishing the quiet and ominous clinking that sounded from it. She gave a slight toss of her head, looking the Scorpion up and down with quick flicks from her sharp red eyes.
"Have you ever been to Undermine?"

@RDchicken99

(I went for a walk, I’m back now

The Harpy was making an infuriating clicking sound with her nails; Vhanya talked quickly in an attempt to drown out the constant clink clink.“I’ve been ’round every bay on this blasted Island, you can be sure I’ve haunted the coasts of Undermine.”

She felt the hairs on the back of her neck rise as the Harpy looked her over, her birdlike red eyes assuming a faint glow in the (I guess it’s evening now?) evening haze.

”The name’s Vhanya, since we’re gettin’ acquainted - Captain Vhanya Marriott, Queen of the Quicksilver.” She said the latter title with a small grin, she’d had the nickname since she was an insolent little girl, known by sailors as the granddaughter of Alastar ‘Turncoat’ Marriott, the loyal king’s soldier gone pirate.

“What’re you lookin’ to do down in Undermine, if you don’t mind my inquiry? I’m not a nosy sort, but you seem a woman with some duty on her mind.”

@-Shade-

 

[-Shade-]

(I went for a walk, I’m back now

The Harpy was making an infuriating clicking sound with her nails; Vhanya talked quickly in an attempt to drown out the constant clink clink.“I’ve been ’round every bay on this blasted Island, you can be sure I’ve haunted the coasts of Undermine.”

She felt the hairs on the back of her neck rise as the Harpy looked her over, her birdlike red eyes assuming a faint glow in the (I guess it’s evening now?) evening haze.

”The name’s Vhanya, since we’re gettin’ acquainted - Captain Vhanya Marriott, Queen of the Quicksilver.” She said the latter title with a small grin, she’d had the nickname since she was an insolent little girl, known by sailors as the granddaughter of Alastar ‘Turncoat’ Marriott, the loyal king’s soldier gone pirate.

“What’re you lookin’ to do down in Undermine, if you don’t mind my inquiry? I’m not a nosy sort, but you seem a woman with some duty on her mind.”

@-Shade-

"If you're not the nosy sort," the Harpy's tone pricked defensively. "Then you will have no problem keeping it out of my intentions."
Ember pressed off the wall, standing straight and tugging the hood low.
"But if you can captain that ship, I'll be willing to contribute some amount of assistance, in return for secure travels."
She turned her head sharply, fully to face the sailor, fixing Vhanya with a steady, emotionless stare.

@RDchicken99

 

[RDchicken99]

"If you're not the nosy sort," the Harpy's tone pricked defensively. "Then you will have no problem keeping it out of my intentions."
Ember pressed off the wall, standing straight and tugging the hood low.
"But if you can captain that ship, I'll be willing to contribute some amount of assistance, in return for secure travels."
She turned her head sharply, fully to face the sailor, fixing Vhanya with a steady, emotionless stare.

@RDchicken99

“You have my word,-“ Vhanya could tell that the Harpy knew better than to trust a pirate’s word, but she said it anyway, more for her own image than concern about the Harpy’s privacy- “although, you’d best know that once on a ship most intentions are bared, no matter how secret..”
The Harpy had turned to face her, and Vhanya now matched her stance, keeping her tail close and hidden under her greatcoat. “Call it a deal,” she stated, reaching out for a handshake to seal their agreement.

@-Shade-

 

[-Shade-]

“You have my word,-“ Vhanya could tell that the Harpy knew better than to trust a pirate’s word, but she said it anyway, more for her own image than concern about the Harpy’s privacy- “although, you’d best know that once on a ship most intentions are bared, no matter how secret..”
The Harpy had turned to face her, and Vhanya now matched her stance, keeping her tail close and hidden under her greatcoat. “Call it a deal,” she stated, reaching out for a handshake to seal their agreement.

@-Shade-

Ember regarded Vhanya's outstretched hand for a long, skeptical moment, one thin eyebrow gently arched.
There was no trusting the captain, but her best option lay now with the Quicksilver. Besides, if anything went south, she would just sink the sorry ship, fly back to the mainland, and regroup.
Who knew? Maybe- somehow- the scorpion would prove useful after all.
Ember slowly extended a hand, watching Vhanya sharply as she gripped hers in return.
"Deal."

@RDchicken99

 

[RDchicken99]

Ember regarded Vhanya's outstretched hand for a long, skeptical moment, one thin eyebrow gently arched.
There was no trusting the captain, but her best option lay now with the Quicksilver. Besides, if anything went south, she would just sink the sorry ship, fly back to the mainland, and regroup.
Who knew? Maybe- somehow- the scorpion would prove useful after all.
Ember slowly extended a hand, watching Vhanya sharply as she gripped hers in return.
"Deal."

@RDchicken99

Vhanya shook her hand firmly, a grin slowly spreading across her face; she didn’t bother to hide her sharp incisors as she did around humans.

”I’d like to know your name, if you‘re going to sail with me- and there are some small rules for those on my ship, nothing terribly restrictive, but it’s best you’re aware.”
She reached into her coat’s inside pocket while she talked, grabbing her pair of kidskin gloves and slipping them onto her hands, the sea offered a chill to the air as the sun set, while Aqra’s had superbly tough skin they were very much intolerant of the cold.

“Firstly no smoking of any sort, dropped tobacco will stain the deck. Secondly, no drinking in excess - now I’m not sayin’ no drinking, but don’t get so plastered to prompt any unnecessary retching,” she stopped briefly to start walking in the direction of her ship, and gestured for the Harpy to follow, “and lastly, please, if there is any confrontation, let me do the talkin’.”

She halted at the edge of the port, the last licks of sunshine caught the shining black paint and neat letters on the Quicksilver’s hull.
“I’m certain there won’t be any questions needed.”

@-Shade-

 

[_-Captain BRM-_]

Name: Jordan Tay
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Species: Human
Physical Appearance: Whatever.
Personality: We shall see
Backstory: We shall see

I love how my forms are so helpful and descriptive.

In all seriousness, she's a work in progress, so let me freakin figure her out first before I start jotting down things she just isn't. I met her like two minutes ago, bruh. Maybe I'll make an official form later. But I need to write her to learn her.

But anyway. Is this acceptable, my dear MJ?

Oohh, MJ. I was annoying and changed Tay's age, so Incase you want to update the archives...

 

[-Kiwi-]

“Sure,” Alayna shrugged. “Just, y’know, be careful. Per usual. I’ll go out tonight and..” she trailed off just as two men strode into the bakery, chatting with each other. The first one nodded agreeably to Wilroc as his shorter companion continued talking; “I mean, if y’have a good ‘un, I really wanna take it out an try my hand. I’m not gonna ruin it or anything!” He elbowed the other man, who chuckled and placed his hands down on the counter and leaned over the edge.
Layna quickly swept around the counter and placed a hand on the cash register, glancing between the two. “What can I get you?” She asked. “Two apple strudel things an a few muffins,” the taller man said nonchalantly, then turned back to his companion. “How’d I know ye aren’t gonna ruin it?” He questioned in a good-natured tone. “Will took it out the other day an scratched the livin’ daylights outta it while hunt in’ those things!”
Alayna grabbed the requested pastries and wrapped them in a paper while listening to the two’s conversation. Her ears perked when he heard the name “Will,” and instantly thought of the other man in the room. She knew it had to be a coincidence though. The name Will was popular anyway.

Hmmm.

"Good talk," Will said, giving Layna a hearty pat on the back. Rather than looking at her, he was eyeing the two men that had just walked in. "Guess I'd better be off, it's getting late."

He lingered while though, pretending to observe a painting of a fox hunt that hung on the wall.

(I don't know what we're doing btw so if you could give me a general direction to follow that'd be amazing ) @Blue Raptor

 

[-Shade-]

Vhanya shook her hand firmly, a grin slowly spreading across her face; she didn’t bother to hide her sharp incisors as she did around humans.

”I’d like to know your name, if you‘re going to sail with me- and there are some small rules for those on my ship, nothing terribly restrictive, but it’s best you’re aware.”
She reached into her coat’s inside pocket while she talked, grabbing her pair of kidskin gloves and slipping them onto her hands, the sea offered a chill to the air as the sun set, while Aqra’s had superbly tough skin they were very much intolerant of the cold.

“Firstly no smoking of any sort, dropped tobacco will stain the deck. Secondly, no drinking in excess - now I’m not sayin’ no drinking, but don’t get so plastered to prompt any unnecessary retching,” she stopped briefly to start walking in the direction of her ship, and gestured for the Harpy to follow, “and lastly, please, if there is any confrontation, let me do the talkin’.”

She halted at the edge of the port, the last licks of sunshine caught the shining black paint and neat letters on the Quicksilver’s hull.
“I’m certain there won’t be any questions needed.”

@-Shade-

Ember kept several paces behind Vhanya as they walked, keeping a watchful eye on the sailor's movements, still wary.
"How long before we're out of port?"
She didn't care for the scorpion's rambling, most of her words falling as empty noise over the Harpy's feathered ears. Besides, she would never pollute herself with the same low-life smoking and drinking habits the captain seemed so worried about, and it was for her own dignity, not any care for the ship, that obligated her to uphold any rules.

@RDchicken99
(I hope I'm doing okay, I am honestly making this up as I go)
(Also, sorry I left, had a lot going on. Y'all ever had to drain water belly in a chicken before? it's funnnnnnnnnnnn)