003 [video/action]

[maledictus_semper]

Who: Ardyn and YOU!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS RED FISH - Catch-all for the fleet
When: Now

SS RED FISH:

Around the Ship:

[If anyone is wandering around the many decks of the RED FISH they will likely find the Chancellor gazing out into the stars. It had been over two months nearly since his arrival and Ardyn Izunia was pondering his fate aboard the ship. The new arrivals last month had caught his attention and now he was wondering about possible ways to contact the Atroma, or try to reason with them at least. Negotiation was something he was good at and he intended to use his skills to get his way out of this cold prison.]

Is this where the stars destined for me to end up? How could you be so cruel to a servant such as me? What have I done to deserve another stab of the blade thrust into my already broken heart?

[Don't mind him. Ardyn loves to spout off poetic verses and riddles. It's just how he speaks.]



Armoury:

[Weapons. Now these were something Ardyn was very interested in. There were no fancy swords aboard the ship but there were some guns. Automatic weapons it seemed. What if they were infused with Magitek? Ardyn wondered what it would be like to have the SS RED FISH equipped with Magitek technology. Surely, it would become the jewel in the fleet? He picked up one of the rifles and examined it.]

Hm, not bad. Yet, it lacks the decorum of a Magitek weapon. If I could infuse it with technology from back home, who knows what these weapons could be capable of?

[He mused to himself, placing the rifle down and moving to admire the space armour. The security crews got the upgraded versions, so he would be wearing one of the more basic armoured variety. Still, he wondered what it would be like with Magitek added. All the possibilities.]



Cargo Hold:

[Now, this was interesting; a gym aboard the ship. Who would have thought? Ardyn adjusted his fedora before taking it off and placing on a nearby bench. This would be a good place to hone his skills, surely? He closed his eyes and placed both hands out in front of him, materialising his sword. At least he could still do that. The Atroma hadn't completely taken away his dignity.

His eyes scanned the room before landing on the 50lb punch bag hanging from it's hook. Smiling to himself, he replaced his weapon with his fist, smashing the bag with a powerful blow, enough to send the bag reeling with the force. The man was dangerous when angered and now he felt like giving the bag a good thrashing. How dare the Atroma imprison him! He could take his frustrations out on the bag for now.]

How kind of you for giving me a whole gymnasium where I can wreak havoc to my heart's content. Yet, I wish it were you I was doing this to.

["You" being the Atroma. That's right. He's kind of pissed at you alien people.

His eyes focused on the feed network, as he faced the bag and sliced it with many shards of ice. His power of the elements was quite intimidating to those who were not used to magic. He smashed the bag, seeing all the icicles fall to the floor.]

Comments

video - cargo

[mrfancyhat]

[Do his eyes deceive him? Not only did this man have a nice hat, but he also seemed to have some ice ability. This is the sort of thing he's been looking for!]

That ice ability is pretty good. Can you do it again?

[maledictus_semper]

[Ardyn turned around after a particularly strong thrust of his right fist aimed towards the punch bag and noticed the young man with a hat very similar to his. What taste! The boy clearly knew how to dress. It seemed he also appreciated magic when he saw it.]

Ah, you appreciate the cold, cutting feel of ice? It does look pretty when glistening all over too.

[mrfancyhat]

It's more that I can appreciate a good ability when I see it.

[Chuuya nods, agreeing that it does look pretty.]

I've been hoping to find others with special abilities, but have been disappointed so far.

[As if he's one to talk, since he's not showing off his own ability. In his mind, however, this may change things.]

all the hat icons

[maledictus_semper]

[Such a polite boy. Ardyn's smile broadened.]

Indeed. There are quite a few of us among the fleet who have powers of one sort or another. Mine are elemental based if you have already gathered. Ice, fire and lightning; such are the powers from my beloved Earth.

[He misses his beloved Earth too.]

Now, you're making me curious. What powers do you wield? You seem to be a man of taste too; your hat is a thing of beauty.

yes good!!!

[mrfancyhat]

[Powers based on gathered elements is something he's finding interesting. That sounds different than what he's used to.]

Do you think I'll give away my powers just like that? What if we ever become opponents?

[He's got to mess with Ardyn a little. While Chuuya may be new, he's not so sure if battling is a regular occurrence. The thought of having opponents was still fun, though.]

Besides, it's way more fun to demonstrate than it is to explain it.

[He tips his hat in gratitude!]

stylish hat dudes

[maledictus_semper]

[The younger man was rather like Ardyn, it was actually rather coincidental. The way he held himself and the way he liked to tease.]

Perhaps we will? Perhaps we won't? Who is to tell what might happen aboard our ships. The intrigue is tantalising.

[If there was a man that could tease it would be Ardyn. He liked to dangle information like a worm on a fishing rod, ready to snatch it away at a moment's notice, hence why he often spoke in riddles.]

I agree! The fun is in the doing, rather than the saying.

fedora friends

[mrfancyhat]

[Chuuya laughs, pleased to have met a fellow like Ardyn.]

Let's fight someday... As long as it isn't on Meston. It's honestly the worst asteroid.

Around ship

[dontfeedplants]

[Even though he's been here a little while, Seymour often found himself just wandering the ship, taking it all in. It was hard to imagine ever getting really used to a place like this because it all felt so, well, alien to him.

But he stops when he notices Ardyn talking to himself. Well he doesn't seem happy, and even though Seymour wasn't exactly great at emotional support it might be too awkward to just ignore him at this point.

He approaches Ardyn cautiously.]

... Are you okay?

[He couldn't think of anything better.]

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[Ardyn turned slowly to face Seymour and offered the man a tilt of his hat in greeting. His amber eyes showing no more emotion than he had to.]

You must have heard me muttering to myself. Was I that loud? Forgive me for an old man's musings at his past.

[This means: he's not ok and would like to talk to wash away hard emotion cutting at his heart. He's a lonely guy with lots of enemies and hardly any friends, most due to his own actions, but some because he couldn't help it.]

Seymour, wasn't it? It's nice to see the crew of the Red Fish care about one another when one of their crew is down.

[dontfeedplants]

It wasn't that bad.

[Okay, it was a little bad.]

Thanks, I guess I just wanted to make sure you guys were alright. [And he wanted to avoid the awkwardness, of course.] Homesick, I'm guessing?

[maledictus_semper]

You could say that, yet it's much more than just missing my homeland.

[How could he even begin to go into detail with his past? He'd probably confuse the poor man with tales of the Astrals, the stars and his fate. Daemons weren't the best thing to discuss with a stranger.]

My past has been less than a rosy one, put it that way.

[dontfeedplants]

[Well that makes him curious, although he's not sure how much to press him on this since, well, he's not exactly eager to talk about his own past. He doesn't want to be seen as a huge hypocrite.]

... Do you wanna talk about it?

[That's a good start, right?]

[maledictus_semper]

[Did he? That was a good question.]

Not all of it but some. The words don't seem to want to leave my lips without some protest these days.

{As in he didn't really want to admit the man inside of him is now just a ravenous monster; a daemon among men.]

I've lived a long time on my world; many thousands of years.

Around the ship

[searingedgelord]

[She's headed from her room to the kitchen when she hears him talking and pauses, raising an eyebrow.]

Are you talking to anyone in particular?

[It doesn't seem like there's a conversation going on, but who knows?]

[maledictus_semper]

No, not really.

[He turned around slowly after staring at a particularly large and bright star millions of miles away.]

Crowe. Did I disturb your meanderings throughout the ship?

[searingedgelord]

Not really. I could ignore you if I want.

[It's the truth, and if she'd been doing anything important she probably would have. But it's not like there's a lot to do around the ship at the moment.]

[maledictus_semper]

[Did he really want to get to know his crew members like this? Perhaps, he did but was too damn proud to actually do it. Crowe seemed a nice enough girl.]

I am envious of you, as I wish I could ignore my feelings, as if you could ignore my conversation. Alas, I am stuck with how I feel at the moment and the mood is less than sombre for me.

[This means he wants someone to talk to.]

[searingedgelord]

Yeah, well, feelings are harder to ignore than people.

[In Velvet's world negative emotions literally turn people into daemons, so this is something she understands. Though due to being a daemon herself she's not always the most patient or compassionate person. She can be pretty cranky and temperamental Though she's not telling Ardyn not to talk, if he wants to. At least not yet.]

[maledictus_semper]

Oh, they are. So much so that sometimes they practically eat at you, consuming you like a vile disease.

[The hatred within his heart had been consuming him for thousands of years. It was sad really. A good man turned bad.]

Have you also had experiences feeling such strong emotion? As if it won't go away even when you are asleep.

armory;;

[recipio]

[ Carl finds himself checking the armory a few times a week. It's more of a habit, especially since the attack on the fleet shortly after he got here. Better to know that everything is in its place and ready to be dispersed at a moment's notice. He's not taken the time to get to know Ardyn, even though he's been on the ship for months.

He's taken to keeping to himself, mostly. Finding odd jobs around the ship, making sure the cleaning droids are running properly, or on the Goldstone, visiting Maggie. Carl puts back one of the laser rifles he's taken out for target practice on the Iskaulit, regarding Ardyn with a tilt of his head. ]

Some of them are pretty advanced. The ones from the raiders are, anyway.

[maledictus_semper]

Oh? You know a bit about weapons, hm?

[Who was this new face aboard the Red Fish? Ardyn wondered if he was a new arrival, fresh from the Marsiva. Right now he wanted to know how much the boy knew about space weapons.]

Raiders?

[recipio]

I know enough.

[ Hard not to know a few things about firearms when they're a necessary part of staying alive. ]

It was a few months ago. The fleet was attacked by a group of raiders. Boarded most of the ships, tried to take what they could. Didn't really end well for them. Especially here.

[ Because the Red Fish was filled with psychopaths. ]

[maledictus_semper]

A possibility of a raid from some space bandits? Oh, how exciting. A fight is something I may crave soon enough, since my skills aren't being tested much aboard this ship. Back home, I'm used to dealing with daemons and all manner of nasty creature.

[He's full of daemons but he won't let on.]

How long have you been with the fleet?

[recipio]

That was the only time it's happened while I've been here, but I heard it happened once before.

[ It seems like more and more people are used to dealing with weird shit at home. ]

About seven months, I guess? Doesn't really feel like it, sometimes.

[maledictus_semper]

I've been here around three myself. Ardyn Izunia, what might your name be?

[It felt longer, much longer than three months. How he missed his precious Eos back home. It felt like being stuck within a space circus.]