Men vs Woman

[bloodheels]

Who: Lenalee and Elissa and then the Crew of Triton’s Mistress or whoever else is onboard for when stuff really begins
Where: On Triton’s Mistress
When: 10th January and then the 11th
What: Lenalee and Elissa plot. Then on the 11th it all begins
Warnings: Warnings of talks about death and possible violence in the future
Style: Any. I personally will go with brackets
Status: Closed

[There will be two threads, one close to just the girl's and one open general one.]

Comments

[elissacousland]

While he was gone, Elissa set about putting the distillery items into one of the crates to get them out of sight. She was still so angry that she was shaking. It was bad enough with that Voice intruding in her head at all hours that wouldn't let her sleep, but now her sense of privacy had been utterly invaded by having her door ripped off its hinges by an apparently insane Ban.

Elissa growled and rubbed her hands over her face and neck and tried to calm her breathing. Her gaze fell to the basin on the floor and the dribbled water and she scowled all over again. She collected the dropped cloth she'd used for washing and wet it again in the water. As Ban hopefully ran about to fulfill her order, she perched herself on the crate and began washing down her right leg toward her foot.

[just_a_minute]

That was precisely what he hadn't wanted her to do. The odd accoutrement would be concealed by the time he got back.... but he had learned a little bit in spite of the circumstances.

As he went about gathering the materials, he could only imagine how her temper might be simmering in his absence. The longer it took the more he thought that he was running the risk of having to face more of her wrath.

So... he tried to move quickly and efficiently but you know what they say about haste. It can make waste, or at least cause you to make some dumb mistakes that delay your progress along the way. When he returned with the tools... he tried to get started, working as silently as possible as not to try attention to himself.. but how could he not?

[elissacousland]

Elissa radiated anger, but she said not one word to Ban as he went to work on the door. She put the washcloth down and folded her arms as she watched him from her place atop the crate with a dark expression. It wasn't as comfortable a seat as her bunk, but she was not about to sit on her bed while he fixed her door. The anger wasn't helping her headache or her exhaustion OR silencing the Voice in her head.

If she told him about that little issue, he would think her mad - and she was beginning to wonder if she wasn't.