[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

[willwork4sugar]

[He raises his hands placatingly.]

Okay, okay- sorry..! F-fine. If he says we're go for Candy Mountain-

...about how long a trip is that anyway?

[anelegantmyth]

About three weeks, that should also be enough time to flush all that sugar out of your system.

[willwork4sugar]

Oh hell no.

[anelegantmyth]

Well then, no Candy Mountain. Simple.

[willwork4sugar]

Simple nothing! I'll die before I get there!

[anelegantmyth]

Going a few weeks without candy won't kill you. You're overreacting.

[willwork4sugar]

That's almost an entire month!

[anelegantmyth]

Yes, but would it compare to the amount of sweets you'll be getting when it's all over?

A whole island, Gaius. Top to bottom filled with every single pastry and candy you could possibly imagine. It could all be yours if you just agree to this one simple request.

[willwork4sugar]

That's only if I survive long enough to see it! Are you trying to torture me? What'd I ever do to you?

[anelegantmyth]

Well for starters, you constantly make me worry about your health. Don't think I didn't notice your constant nose bleeding.

[willwork4sugar]

........

[anelegantmyth]

For once in your life, can't you just trust that I'm doing this for you.

[willwork4sugar]

...but...

[anelegantmyth]

Please, Gaius?

[willwork4sugar]

.....

...not even a tiny little bit of caramel, or...or a spoonful of honey each week?

[anelegantmyth]

No.

[willwork4sugar]

[His lips press into a thin line at that denial. So cold.]

[anelegantmyth]

Just trust me on this and if it'll make you feel better, I'll try to get the entire crew to give up sweets too...even me.

[willwork4sugar]

But what about all the sweets we have already? A-and didn't you say you wanted to try those steamed cakes?

[anelegantmyth]

I never said you should start right now. I said you start when we set sail there, IF Ning agrees to it. That means we still have time to get those steamed cakes and time for you to gorge on whatever sweets you have at the moment.

[willwork4sugar]

[This is how bad he's freaking out, Cynthia.]

...oh, right. I knew that.

[anelegantmyth]

Just relax, it's not as bad as you think.

[willwork4sugar]

You say that...

[anelegantmyth]

[She takes a moment to steal two more mugs of ale from one of the passing servers. Sliding one over to him.]

I guess, now you have a reason to get horribly wasted tonight huh?

[willwork4sugar]

[He looks miserably at the mug before he lifts it up. Captain hasn't even said yes yet, but he's a bit traumatized by the prospect of having no sugar for several weeks.]