BOAT: THISTLE

[crittersheep]

[ You’re in a sleek, gilded reception room aboard a large and - aside from your team - empty ship. It’s full of fabulous kitchens (splattered with blood but still usable!) and ballrooms (full of instruments, all playable!) and glittering spires and stagnant-smelling but comfortable sleeping quarters. When nobody is using the intercoms to speak, a tune hums through.

Other than that, there’s thick mist surrounding everything, a path lit only by the ship’s signal light as it travels toward whatever it is you’re in search of and away from the home you can never return to. Waves crash gently against the hull, growing louder and fiercer as time goes on, and there’s faint wailing and howling in the distance…what is going on in this sea? Well, it’s not very important to you. What’s important is surviving.

You have a life to live. ]

Comments

[leonheartedly]

You just keep thinking that.

[survivaltricks]

[ELBOWS HIM (affectionately) in the ribs]

How do you feel about committing crimes, by the way?

[leonheartedly]

[he elbows him back!! (also affectionately)]

I'm all right with a little crime, you know that.

[survivaltricks]

[hmmm]

Even if it's risky?

[leonheartedly]

. . . do you think it is?

[survivaltricks]

Honestly? I think it's way less risky than helping the shipwrecked guy in the second scenario.

But there's obviously some risk involved. I can't deny that.

[leonheartedly]

There's risk no matter what.

[he purses his lips] I'm the kind to prefer the risk of the second scenario over the first, but that's more what I'm familiar with.

[survivaltricks]

[a wry smile]

I can't say I have a preference. After all. . . I want to do them both.

[leonheartedly]

[he dips his head]

I don't think it's a bad thing.