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driftfleet2018-11-03 04:18 pm
eternallyoutrageous) wrote in driftfleet2018-11-03 04:18 pm
Entry tags:
001 video and action
Who: Akeldama and you!
Broadcast: Yep!
Action: Marsiva, First Breath, and Iskaulit
When: Beginning of November
Marsiva
[Lord Akeldama had woken not long before. He didn't feel quite like himself. He couldn't tell what was doing it more: the strange pain in the back of his head or the fact that he had essentially been ripped from his territory.
It was... different still somehow than it normally would have been.
He didn't necessarily feel like trying out this new gadget they had been given just yet so he stood by the large window looking into the blackness of space. He had always looked at it from the ground. This is what it looked like up close]
First Breath
[All of this moving around was not doing the vampire any good. Didn't they know that a vampire needed his territory in order to be settled. First one ship and now another. This was most inconvenient.
Hopefully, the moving between ships had stopped. He needed a few days to settle in, for his head to accept this ship has "his territory". He'd do better once that happens.
However, this other ship seemed to be more to his liking. The style wasn't quite what he'd do with his own house, but it was close enough and he wasn't going to scoff at it. So much better than that other ship.
So rather sitting alone in that tiny room they called a cabin, Lord Akeldama made his way to kitchen, sitting quietly by himself for the moment]
Isakulit
[Finally feeling more the thing, Lord Akeldama decided to go exploring this ship called "the Iskaulit". It certainly looked like there was more space there than on the other ships. He was right about that and was quite happy to go exploring, to see what sort of spaces there were available to the Fleeters.
He's probably not too subtle, dressed in plum colored evening jacket, gold waistcoat, high heeled boots, and a cravat of a different shade of purple that still seemed to compliment both the waistcoat and the jacket]
Broadcast
[Lord Akeldama has found himself a rather pleasing looking spot to make his post. It wouldn't do to have it look poorly behind him after]
Good afternoon, fellow passengers of this thing called "the Fleet". As I understand it, we are all trapped this positively wonderful place as part of a farce. Am I correct in this assessment? Is there anything else that I should know?
Broadcast: Yep!
Action: Marsiva, First Breath, and Iskaulit
When: Beginning of November
Marsiva
[Lord Akeldama had woken not long before. He didn't feel quite like himself. He couldn't tell what was doing it more: the strange pain in the back of his head or the fact that he had essentially been ripped from his territory.
It was... different still somehow than it normally would have been.
He didn't necessarily feel like trying out this new gadget they had been given just yet so he stood by the large window looking into the blackness of space. He had always looked at it from the ground. This is what it looked like up close]
First Breath
[All of this moving around was not doing the vampire any good. Didn't they know that a vampire needed his territory in order to be settled. First one ship and now another. This was most inconvenient.
Hopefully, the moving between ships had stopped. He needed a few days to settle in, for his head to accept this ship has "his territory". He'd do better once that happens.
However, this other ship seemed to be more to his liking. The style wasn't quite what he'd do with his own house, but it was close enough and he wasn't going to scoff at it. So much better than that other ship.
So rather sitting alone in that tiny room they called a cabin, Lord Akeldama made his way to kitchen, sitting quietly by himself for the moment]
Isakulit
[Finally feeling more the thing, Lord Akeldama decided to go exploring this ship called "the Iskaulit". It certainly looked like there was more space there than on the other ships. He was right about that and was quite happy to go exploring, to see what sort of spaces there were available to the Fleeters.
He's probably not too subtle, dressed in plum colored evening jacket, gold waistcoat, high heeled boots, and a cravat of a different shade of purple that still seemed to compliment both the waistcoat and the jacket]
Broadcast
[Lord Akeldama has found himself a rather pleasing looking spot to make his post. It wouldn't do to have it look poorly behind him after]
Good afternoon, fellow passengers of this thing called "the Fleet". As I understand it, we are all trapped this positively wonderful place as part of a farce. Am I correct in this assessment? Is there anything else that I should know?
no subject
He tapped his chin with one finger as he considered it]
Oh, now there is an idea, Dolly darling. I can look at the possibility of purchasing space for them later. At least partially use it to supplement the meager closet space. It would be a shame to not have them handy in the evening, but I can't afford to be picky if I want them to stay in good condition.
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Our ships can be enlarged somewhat, but nowhere near your standards, I am afraid.
[Because Akeldaa has more clothes than a good number of people put together, to be honest.]
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There is already a small hanging closet, but it will barely be enough space.
[Such are the laments of a fashion forward vampire]
I do hope I will have time to get something before you two pick your date.
[Yep, Biffy's already promised him an invitation to the wedding]
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We have not set the date yet, so I believe we should at least get to a new system before that happens. This place is just...
[Allow him to scrunch his nose, Akeldama. This would offend anyone's sensibilities and Lyall's nose is especially sharp even among werewolves.]
no subject
[He will ignore the obvious sign of disgust. Based on what he's heard, he felt it was justified enough to ignore]
no subject
[The stench was so bad even you would have agreed it was unbearable.]
no subject
How long has it been since you arrived, Dolly?
[He says this contemplatively, lacing his fingers together]
no subject
no subject
[He's trying to get an idea how often visiting planets happened]
no subject
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I will be curious to find out how far my tether reaches when we are a position to test it.
[he needs to know these things]