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high_seas2013-09-21 08:20 am
redcinemareel) wrote in high_seas2013-09-21 08:20 am
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☠Third Reel: A Typical Day [Backdated to the day of the curse]
Who: The Bloody Roses
Where: The Golden Rapier
When: The day of the full moon
What: Probably shenanigans
Warnings: Considering this crew, maybe shouting? Violence?
Style: Prose to start, but we'll probably switch to action.
Status: Closed
The ship was unharmed so far, as were the crew. They worked well together, and were getting the hang of managing their ship. Sure, they had some trouble with getting the sails to the proper height the other day, and Grell got tangled in the ropes and ended up hanging upside down from them for a bit, but they didn't sink!
They sure did have to tie a new rope to the masts, though.
So now that everyone had their assignments and stuck to them, Grell was left with swabbing the deck, because who else would do it? Perhaps after today, someone will take that privilege from her. She was doing just fine at first and got a decent amount clean, but she knocked over the bucket, spilling the water everywhere. In her surprise, she spun around, not paying attention to the mop she had in her grasp.
Surely she'll hit someone in the face with it at this rate.
Where: The Golden Rapier
When: The day of the full moon
What: Probably shenanigans
Warnings: Considering this crew, maybe shouting? Violence?
Style: Prose to start, but we'll probably switch to action.
Status: Closed
The ship was unharmed so far, as were the crew. They worked well together, and were getting the hang of managing their ship. Sure, they had some trouble with getting the sails to the proper height the other day, and Grell got tangled in the ropes and ended up hanging upside down from them for a bit, but they didn't sink!
They sure did have to tie a new rope to the masts, though.
So now that everyone had their assignments and stuck to them, Grell was left with swabbing the deck, because who else would do it? Perhaps after today, someone will take that privilege from her. She was doing just fine at first and got a decent amount clean, but she knocked over the bucket, spilling the water everywhere. In her surprise, she spun around, not paying attention to the mop she had in her grasp.
Surely she'll hit someone in the face with it at this rate.