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 need to stay close.

[because it's cold and his paranoia says so]

[shortforever]

I can't, he's waking up.

[Odin is normally a cocky bastard, but he sounds afraid right now.]

Please. I'll go stand on that trap-treasure or something, but I can't be here.

[leonheartedly]

[he's trying to be calm about this, even if he's struggling with it]

Tell him to fuck off.

You need to stay here - we should all - all sit together to keep warm.

[shortforever]

I can't tell him shit, he just does what he wants!

[he is very cold though, and he's shivering while saying all of this.]

[leonheartedly]

[helping to wrangle him down next to Lupin probably]

Then tell him I said to fuck off. We'll handle it, okay?

[shortforever]

[He can be wrangled down next to Lupin.]

Remember what we said before: if he comes out, kill me. Don't give him even a moment.

[leonheartedly]

[nope nope nope nope nope nope nope nope]

Like I s-said, we'll handle it.

[shortforever]

Well we better handle it quick or else you'll have another problem to handle.