Supply Stop at Serenes

[thatched]

Who: The Spade Pirates
Where: Serenes
When: April 10th-13th
What: chillin' out maxin relaxin all cool Gathering supplies
Warnings: Nothing more than the usual
Status: Open



Pls to be dating your threads!

Comments

[thatched]

Never bring Ace there. [he was too much of a carnivore. Frankly, Thatch would be surprised if he was behaving himself now. Maybe. He could see Ace giving into this island. Letting it take him away. Damn he hated this place][though hell if he knows why]

It's unnerving.

[kingkilvas]

I didn't want to bring Ace here.

What. Not you too? [rolls his beady little bird eyes] I don't know why the balance is so off-putting, but I wish the beorc back home were half as spooked about it as most of you lot seem to be.

[seriously, too many people complaining about the order]

[thatched]

It's not the balance, mate, it's that we don't have a choice in the matter. Pirates don't generally like being told what to do.

[or to be vulnerable. Or to be weak. It might be this island's defense mechanism but it makes him squirm]

It's not spooked. It's dislike. ;just to clear that up]

[kingkilvas]

Doesn't make a difference to me. And it shouldn't to you, either, which is what's so confusing on my end. Just because the forest is a steady flow of peace doesn't mean it completely immobilizes its visitors from violence and chaos.

[No, really, he doesn't understand because it didn't have that effect on the humans in his world. Maybe because they were truly evil and these pirates...aren't.

Maybe. He shrugs his wings and continues to pick apart his meal.] Not that I'm unhappy you're not ruining the grounds or anything.

[thatched]

We epitomize violence and chaos. [he's really not this talkative usually and he shuts his mouth. He doesn't know how Naesala has lived his life til then. Doesn't know his background. Certainly doesn't know Thatch's night time experiments or hunting for game himself and so he'll keep that quiet]

But ah it's probably for the best, aye? At least some people are having fun.

[kingkilvas]

[He's about to make a retort about laguz and their own chaos, but decides it isn't worth it. Thatch isn't being terrible, just weird. Instead, Naesala just begins preening some of his feathers clean and goes along with the shift in conversation.]

Sure. Shame it isn't everyone but that's not my problem either way. No one's making a mess of things, that's all I care about.

[that, and Leanne's incredibly happy]

[thatched]

[yet. He wants to say. Wait until we leave. This thing won't settle. Feelings like this don't just happen and they are gone. But it's none of Naesala's affair, nor would it be]

I think I'll keep it that way.

[by getting out before he ends up doing something he'll regret]

Keep an eye out. [just in case]

[kingkilvas]

I plan on it. [whether Thatch meant those words for him or not]

Copy or not, I have no intention of letting this forest fall to the hands of beorc again, believe me. Not while we're here.

[No offense intended of course. He says it rather conversationally, but in all seriousness he wouldn't give a second thought to cutting down any Spades trying to raze the island.]

[thatched]

[as he was, Thatch would have probably wanted to break the crow king's neck for suggesting it. But that was the darkness in him and he hadn't said as much]

Well it's better we leave sooner than later in any case before Marco loses his mind completely.

[kingkilvas]

Yes, yes. Let the few enjoy it while it lasts.

[He shifts back and smooths back his hair, raising an eyebrow at Thatch. And then casually kicks what's left of the bony carcass under some brush.]

There won't be any lasting effects once we depart, if it's any consolation.