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driftfleet2016-03-01 06:34 pm
kingofbadlifechoices) wrote in driftfleet2016-03-01 06:34 pm
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Who: Robb Stark & People at the Blue Fish and the Vanquish :) (and some closed logs)
Broadcast: n/a
Action:
When: backdated 28th of February to the 1st of March
Action – The Blue Fish
[Anyone who wishes to drop by is welcome to do so. Robb has sent a polite message to everyone on the ship with the question if they are interested to learn to shoot with the weapons available on this ship.
He has cleaned up one of the cargo holds to create a sort of shooting range, the targets all made from scrap iron. All he truly knows of shooting ranges are those in Winterfell and Riverrun. Made for archery practice instead of shooting with these space guns. Still, Robb figures that it must do for now.
He decides to wait for a couple of hours, slowly chewing on a piece of bread. If no one should come...well, at least he tried.]
Action – SS Vanquish
open
[Robb does not like to fly these small ships and it shows in the way how it shakes and wobbles when it approaches the ship. It also shows in the way he docks the tiny ship and how he stumbles out of it. Space is something he can understand a little, weapons are also not a problem, but flying, no...Robb Stark is not made for flight.
A sigh of relief escapes his mouth when he sets foot onto the vessel, glad to feel something solid underneath his feet again.
Not every ship is the same, he knows that by now and he enters it slowly, calling out to someone who might hear him.]
closed to Hermione
[After a deep nod he smiles. He is not sure if he truly wants to learn magic. His wolf dreams are already one thing he does not wish to go into, but actual magic...it makes him feel a little uncomfortable. Yet, he does not want to decline such a kind offer. Lady Granger means no harm. She is kind and warm and the color of her hair reminds him of Jeyne.]
Let us start at the beginning. [He hopes his voice sounds neutral enough. That he is able to hide his wariness. She is not going to harm him but it is not for a king to become a sorcerer. His men would turn from him. They would whisper worse things than ‘half wolf-half boy’.] Or you can show me first. [And then he can decide to politely decline or not.]
Action – Closed to Dany
[Now his chambers aren’t the most neutral place for a conversation like this and he has been fussing over whether he should don his crown or not. Or the clothes he came with. For once he wonders if all of this has a place in space. And, of course, there is the worry that they are recording everything. They are watching his every move because, apparently in modern societies, it is something amusing and entertaining.
So without crown and without his Westerosi outfit he waits for her by the docking station, sometimes moving his fingers through his hair or touching his chin to determine he has stubble there or not.]
Broadcast: n/a
Action:
When: backdated 28th of February to the 1st of March
Action – The Blue Fish
[Anyone who wishes to drop by is welcome to do so. Robb has sent a polite message to everyone on the ship with the question if they are interested to learn to shoot with the weapons available on this ship.
He has cleaned up one of the cargo holds to create a sort of shooting range, the targets all made from scrap iron. All he truly knows of shooting ranges are those in Winterfell and Riverrun. Made for archery practice instead of shooting with these space guns. Still, Robb figures that it must do for now.
He decides to wait for a couple of hours, slowly chewing on a piece of bread. If no one should come...well, at least he tried.]
Action – SS Vanquish
open
[Robb does not like to fly these small ships and it shows in the way how it shakes and wobbles when it approaches the ship. It also shows in the way he docks the tiny ship and how he stumbles out of it. Space is something he can understand a little, weapons are also not a problem, but flying, no...Robb Stark is not made for flight.
A sigh of relief escapes his mouth when he sets foot onto the vessel, glad to feel something solid underneath his feet again.
Not every ship is the same, he knows that by now and he enters it slowly, calling out to someone who might hear him.]
closed to Hermione
[After a deep nod he smiles. He is not sure if he truly wants to learn magic. His wolf dreams are already one thing he does not wish to go into, but actual magic...it makes him feel a little uncomfortable. Yet, he does not want to decline such a kind offer. Lady Granger means no harm. She is kind and warm and the color of her hair reminds him of Jeyne.]
Let us start at the beginning. [He hopes his voice sounds neutral enough. That he is able to hide his wariness. She is not going to harm him but it is not for a king to become a sorcerer. His men would turn from him. They would whisper worse things than ‘half wolf-half boy’.] Or you can show me first. [And then he can decide to politely decline or not.]
Action – Closed to Dany
[Now his chambers aren’t the most neutral place for a conversation like this and he has been fussing over whether he should don his crown or not. Or the clothes he came with. For once he wonders if all of this has a place in space. And, of course, there is the worry that they are recording everything. They are watching his every move because, apparently in modern societies, it is something amusing and entertaining.
So without crown and without his Westerosi outfit he waits for her by the docking station, sometimes moving his fingers through his hair or touching his chin to determine he has stubble there or not.]
no subject
[There was no denying the power this thing had.]
Both, it seems. Sokka is both our captain and an engineer as well. Having more than one job in this place doesn't seem terribly uncommon.
["Disagree on some matters". Oh, if that isn't code for "shit went down" then she doesn't know what is. But she won't pry too much.]
I see. Bound to happen, with different personalities in such close quarters. Hopefully they are matters that can be resolved over time.
no subject
Call me old fashioned but I rather have a sword. [He feels far more confident with some iron resting on his hip instead of these exploding-arrow-shooting-devices. Guns.] But I take it they are not common in space. We’ll make due, I take.
[He also wonders if they will ever get to use them. At times his position seems a bit unnecessary. People live in harmony on this ship.]
I know of that. But then again, I do not think this vessel is large enough to hold more people. I am rather glad with being able to have a private chamber. [Robb can be quite a private person and when he broods he also likes to do that in private as well.]
I am sure we are able to solve our differences. [If only for Bran’s sake.]