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high_seas2014-12-05 10:16 pm
breakfastmetaphors) wrote in high_seas2014-12-05 10:16 pm
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Meeting of the Minds
Who: Everyone who chooses to participate
Where: Breakneck Cay
When: December 5th
What: A summit to get down to business and get this situation sorted out, L-Elf-style
Warnings: Possible violence?
Style: Any
Status: Open
Upon arriving on Breakneck Cay, if you can navigate the shoals safely and find safe mooring, you'll notice that the beach is more or less abandoned unless you count the countless shipwrecks an snarled piles of debris strewn across the shore. If you approach the jungle, you'll notice a makeshift sign pointing towards a path leading into the trees. There's a lengthy note tacked to it with a detailed map, an exhaustive list of rules and etiquette for participating in a military summit, and probably more if anyone actually got past the part with the map.
The meeting is to be held in a strangely silent clearing. Upon arriving, you'll find L-Elf sitting on the huge stone in the center, fast asleep. It's immediately obvious that this is not a social occasion or it at least wasn't planned by someone with any idea how to make guests feel comfortable. There's nowhere to sit except on the ground and definitely no refreshments. It might be a good idea to send someone back to the ship to pick something up if you want to make it through this thing.
Where: Breakneck Cay
When: December 5th
What: A summit to get down to business and get this situation sorted out, L-Elf-style
Warnings: Possible violence?
Style: Any
Status: Open
Upon arriving on Breakneck Cay, if you can navigate the shoals safely and find safe mooring, you'll notice that the beach is more or less abandoned unless you count the countless shipwrecks an snarled piles of debris strewn across the shore. If you approach the jungle, you'll notice a makeshift sign pointing towards a path leading into the trees. There's a lengthy note tacked to it with a detailed map, an exhaustive list of rules and etiquette for participating in a military summit, and probably more if anyone actually got past the part with the map.
The meeting is to be held in a strangely silent clearing. Upon arriving, you'll find L-Elf sitting on the huge stone in the center, fast asleep. It's immediately obvious that this is not a social occasion or it at least wasn't planned by someone with any idea how to make guests feel comfortable. There's nowhere to sit except on the ground and definitely no refreshments. It might be a good idea to send someone back to the ship to pick something up if you want to make it through this thing.
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[He does usually have a higher opinion of her brain, he's just also incredibly stupid himself sometimes.]
Ah...
Admittedly, it's going to be tougher without Chandra's direct guidance, but she left me a couple of books from her mentor. It's not about locals or this world, but it's from another planestraveler so that might be even more useful, yoi.
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I guess I forgot with Natsuno gone, and everything with Ace.
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[Robin leans against Marco, curling her shoulder to fit beneath his arm and resting her cheek against his collarbone for a moment. She takes a deep breath, then lets it out slowly.]
We should probably be getting back before your brother gets too surly about you wandering off, don't you think?
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[A small grin at the idea of riling up Thatch for the hell of it.]
Making Thatch jealous of the most beautiful woman in any world, instantly makes a meeting more fun, any day of the week.
[Affectionately nips the back of her ear.] But I've no doubt Selphie wants to meet you, and to make sure I didn't chicken out of our plot to ask you and Ikki on a double date. [Note: This was indeed his failure to ask her out for that oops.] And you probably have others you want to check on, aye?