[Log || 004] Empieza and Aeolipile

[mostattitude]

Who: Hazardous Materials
Where: Isla Empieza first, then sailing to Aeolipile Isle!
When: 4/1 - 4/28
What: Picking up new crew members and recovering from the Navy battle! Plus shenanigans.
Warnings: DRAGON!!! But no, nothing really. Probably.
Style: Any!
Status: Open if you're on Isla Empieza and want to hang out!


This is our April log of awesomeness! Date your threads accordingly and probably include a location. This is the plan for now:

4/1-4/10: Hanging around IE, grabbing Cynthia, STUFF.
4/11-4/15: Sailing to Aeolipile!
4/16-4/28: Aeolipile craziness.

HAVE AT!

Comments

[the_dancing_dork]

[He didn't argue as Cynthia helped him, instead glancing behind him at one of his katana's.]

W'y woul' I? Hmm... I thou'h I had only 2 swo's. Why are the'e th'ee here?

[anelegantmyth]

Because Leo, you're very drunk at the moment and I can't pull you out of a tight spot if you get into one. So PLEASE tell me I can trust you to not do something stupid.

[the_dancing_dork]

[He shrugged as he leaned back into the chair]

O'ay Cyn'hia, I won' do any'hin' stu'id like Raphie wou'd. I p'omise.

[anelegantmyth]

Good, now I'm going to go get you some water. You stay put, alright?

[She kisses the top of his head then gets up. Cynthia has little faith that the servers would quickly get her a decent cup of water so she might as well get it herself.

This would also mean she'd be leaving the clearly drunk, minor alone...She was sure she could trust him.]

[the_dancing_dork]

O'ay, I'll stay. P'omise.

[When Cynthia walked off, Leo just sat and hummed to himself. He moved around in his chair a little bit, leaning it back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth...

Then he leaned it back a little too much. He tried to push back forward, and he did so... a little too much. So he crashed into the table, causing it and anything on it to fall over along with himself again face-planting the floor.

Whoops. So much for not doing anything stupid... or painful at that.]

[anelegantmyth]

[With that, a perfectly aimed mug of ale goes straight for the champion's face, and she is CLEARLY she's not happy about being covered in gross smelling pirate alcohol.]

Here, I got you some bread too. Finish it.

[She puts down a cup of water and a plate of bread in front of him, before wiping off the ale off her face.]

I swear, the things I do for you...

[the_dancing_dork]

[He had just finally sat himself up when Cynthia placed the items before him. He just gives a sheepish grin.]

Hehe... sor'y. It 'as an ac'ident.

[He picked up the bread and munched on it, only stopping briefly to shove all the water from the glass down his throat before returning to the bread.]

[anelegantmyth]

Arceus, what am I going to do with you?

[She pats the back of his shell lightly while he ate. Then realized there was one thing she needed to do before making sure thing were safe. She couldn't give a damn if he protested of not. Cynthia unstrapped his sword from his back and dropped them onto the table.

Better to put them somewhere where she could see them.]

How are you feeling?

[the_dancing_dork]

Hey!

[He gave Cynthia a glare when she unstrapped his swords. But he didn't make any move to stop her, just huffing a bit as he returned to eating the bread. When eh was done, he pushed the plate aside to lean his head on the table.]

Okay... kin'a tired...

[anelegantmyth]

[She glares back at him. The same glare a mother would give to a child who did something wrong. So are you REALLY going to go there Leo?]

Don't you use that tone on me. Listen, if you want, I can help you back to the ship so you could rest. But I'm going to have to come back here right after to pick up the other boys.

[the_dancing_dork]

[He sank back a bit at the glare and her words, se almsot sounded like Splinter for a second. But he shook his head at the end part.]

I ca't go, no' yet. I gotta ke'p an ey' on the gu's. Got'a keep Ra'h, Do'ie, and Mi'ey out of tro'le.

[anelegantmyth]

I'M trying to keep YOU out of trouble, Leo. I won't force you to leave if you don't want to. But I think it's better if I keep an eye on the boys for the rest of the night. You...can take a nap or something.

[the_dancing_dork]

But...

[After drinking the water, though he was still drunk, some of his brain cleared up. Enough that he could ponder a sentence. And even he could tell that he was rather... tipsy right now. Cynthia did seem more than capable of handling his little brothers.]

O'ay, I'll go ba'k to th' s'ip. Just... [Shakes his head to try to talk clearly] Just p'omise that you'll ma'e sure my b'others get back there safe and sound. O'ay?

[anelegantmyth]

I promise...AFTER I make sure you get back to the ship safe and sound.

[She gets up and takes his swords before he could even think to pick them up. Nope, still not trusting you with these.]

and no, protesting won't help you either.

[the_dancing_dork]

[He pouted for a second before sighing.]

Alrigh', I won' argue.

[He moved to stand, almost losing his balance before catching himself and straightening up the best he could. Why did he let himself get talked into drinking that weird water?]

[anelegantmyth]

Come on then...

[She takes his arm and guides it around her shoulder. Might as well help him want while she's at it. At least it was a good way to make sure he doesn't go wandering off or something.]

Listen Leo, next time the boys offer you water in a tavern. Don't take it.

[the_dancing_dork]

[He nods]

No pro'lem. Ne'er aga'n.

[And when he was coherent in the morning, he was going to be scolding them all.]