Bloody Roses Rescue Their Captain. Good One, Grell.

[myfayevalentine]

Who: Bloody Roses
Where: Darkcloud Island - that's in the sky, you guys.
When: Whenever Grell demands them there, to whenever she demands them not there. (This could be discussed but Plurk is down. Loser.)
What: Collecting their captain, who is not dead, she's just on a cloud.
Warnings: Bloody Roses (swearings, violences, unicorn whips)
Status: Bloody Roses only

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[If so, what is the culture like here?]: The legend goes that King Ukir of Darkcloud Kingdom is a very, very old man who decided he didn’t want to live on the ocean one day. He lived in a very large city wide tower that housed many of his loyal subjects and at the top of it was one very large ‘sun stone’ a yellow gem that helped the kingdom thrive. Making a deal with a mysterious man, King Ukir was granted a long life and a levitating island. The clouds around the earth hide it from the sea below and help hold it in the sky. The clouds are fluffy but dense, able to walk on them the darker they are. The father out you walk, the more of a chance you have to fall off.

[Island peculiarities]: There are several huge tunnels in the island, where propellers can be lowered and pushed out, spinning to propel the island in case of need to move it, though they are rarely used. Emergency reasons only.

The clouds are huge and from below they look like an enormous storm cloud. The piece of land is supported by the clouds, floating in them. You can park a boat in the darker clouds, but lighter ones are more apt to sink a ship, very slowly. Walking the clouds feels springy and light, but the whiter the cloud the less safe it is.

It’s rare that anyone comes here, so when a ship does make it up here it’s almost a bit celebration. The people of the city tend to like good people who come with fun things to trade. It’s too hard for them to get anything from below so come with some fine goods! the people of the Darkcloud Kingdom are very fine seamstresses and tailors. Light flowing silkish clothing and wide footed cloud shoes that work very well in most clouds and even help some fast people run on water.

There is a large purple glowing tree hanging off one cliff. This tree is huge, branches stretching out and trunk wide. Its roots wrap around the cliff and through it. the fruit from this tree is what the locals call Cloud Fruits and eating a ripe fruit will leave the person happy and light feelings (which also makes it easier to walk on the clouds in further regions). An unripened cloud fruit is very hard and will weigh a person down, not only in weight but in bad thoughts.
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Aug 1st and forward!

[redcinemareel]

Grell, who was making herself more familiar with the island, was walking about the shore of the island. As she was doing so, she was taking notes about what she learned. This was all a ploy to eat up time. She really wanted to be back on her ship again! Back in her own bed! Back with her crew and new overcoat!

What was taking them so long?!

Never mind the fact that it had only been about a few hours since she spoke to her crew.

[english_dignity]

It really wasn't hard to spot their captain with that hair of her's. Wrapped package under his hair, Arthur waved as he headed across the beach to Grell.

"Captain!" he called out in case she hadn't seen him.

[redcinemareel]

Grell looked up from her notes and spotted him trying to catch her attention. A familiar face! She grinned brightly while giving a wave and began to walk briskly over to him.

"Ahoy~!"

[english_dignity]

"Sorry for making you wait," Arthur said as he reached the other Brit. Thankfully, there was no sign of the illness that had been starting at the end of the previous month. "Glad to see you're well. And back."

[redcinemareel]

Sorry, Arthur, but Grell is going to invade your personal space and hug him! Tightly!

"It was awful! I was stuck here for ages!" Which was just a few hours at the least, perhaps. "I was worried you wouldn't come!"

She pulled back, and held him by the shoulder.

"Which reminds me to give Faye a bit of payback later." That little brat was purposefully rubbing her the wrong way!

[english_dignity]

Erk- Arthur's cheeks went red as he stared at her with wide eyes before she pulled back. People hugging him... not something he was quite used to. He coughed to clear his throat. "Well, we'd be a pretty lousy crew if we abandoned our captain."

He held out the package. "Here, I thought you'd want this as soon as possible."

[redcinemareel]

His reaction didn't garner much notice from Grell. Perhaps she was too used to violating personal spaces to care about reactions by now.

Green eyes blinked at the package before she gasped and tore it open, revealing the beautiful work in the shade she loved best of all. Grell admired the detail with gentle fingers for a moment.

"It's exquisite!" Lifting it up, Grell got a better look at it fully before glancing to Arthur. "Will you help my put it on?"

[english_dignity]

"Of course," the nation said, holding his hands out for the greatcoat. Once he had it, he shoot it out and held it up for her. "I hope it meets with your approval. I made the seams extra strong so you won't have to worry about it tearing in combat."

[redcinemareel]

"Ah, yes, that pesky problem. I thank you for that." She was sure if she had worn her red coat properly, it would have torn. It wasn't even hers in the first place, but details.

She slid her arms through and marvelled at how it actually fit, and she was wearing it properly. Giving it a few adjustments, Grell turned to face Arthur while pulling her hair from the inside.

"How is it?" She held up a finger towards him. "And be honest!" Idly, Grell was feeling over the material. "I don't think I could ever willingly get this stained with blood."

[crankyshark]

[soon enough, they'd get there. It probably wouldn't take long at all since they were nearby on the surface. As much as he didn't really want to, Thash hopped off the ship to go talk to Grell about a few things that had happened while she was gone... Although as he walked he was already wondering if there was any point in trying to talk to her about certain things...]

[she was easy enough to spot. Not everyone ran around in that much red. He approached her with his hands in his pockets, not looking exactly excited]

There you are. Weren't waiting long, right? [he might've greeted her with a joke, but not everyone appreciated his sense of humor... And from what he could tell Grell didn't accept humor well at all]

[redcinemareel]

[She sensed someone approaching, and saw that it was Thash. One person she didn't expect to come and meet her so soon.]

You'll have to define long, you know. [Grell smiles lightly before shrugging.] I'd say no, since time doesn't have the same meaning for me as it does for everyone else.

[crankyshark]

[well, he wasn't exactly the leader of a welcoming committee. He was here on business and looked at her seriously though he wasn't glaring or anything]

Oh, good. Hope you're not in a cranky mood then because I don't have real good news. Did Arthur tell you what happened at the beginning of the great ghost race?

[redcinemareel]

He hasn't told me anything, actually. [Now it's her turn to look serious.] What happened?

[crankyshark]

Well at the race start it was pretty chaotic and there was brawling going on everywhere, but it was mostly random and pretty harmless. However, the Triton's Mistress hit us a bit with their canons. I didn't talk to any of them that day because I was too busy trying to poke holes in the bottom of their ship, but they may have been targeting us on purpose. I talked to a couple of 'em over the last month and they're not happy. I don't think they're going to let go of what happened in Deesuko Balia easily.

[he paused for a moment, frowning a bit]

With that said, I hope you're not thinking of just charging into a war with them right now. I don't know what you are, but bit seems pretty clear you're the most powerful being on this ship...a war might be a tiny threat to you but it's a much bigger threat to your mortal human crew. There's likely to be casualties on both sides if we hunt them down and I'm sure they've got some decent people on their crew that would be open to a peaceful solution...

[dang it felt so weird to be saying crap like this. Never in his life had he considered a peaceful resolution to be superior to a fun and convenient violent one. This was a lot harder than raising his sword and charging into battle. But there were people on this crew he cared about and he didn't want them to be in unnecessary danger]

So will ya talk to 'em? That's all I'm asking. If they say 'screw you' then we're out of luck and there will be only one way to go...but it's you they want. I'll stand behind you if they only want to fight us but if you can avoid a war by talking things out as our leader, isn't that what a Captain is for? I'm not trying to tell you how to do your job... Just consider it, 'kay?

[redcinemareel]

[Grell listened to his speech, a bit surprised that he's resorting to such means considering how they started out when he first joined, but it was clear that she was listening intently. There were moments where she wanted to interrupt, but held back to the very end.

That was when she started laughing. ]

I can tell this has been simmering inside you for quite some time~! [She gives a sigh, smiling to him in a way that was more of a smirk than anything else.] If they're intent on targeting just me as you believe they are, then why didn't they just ask for me to be handed over to them, hmm~? No, instead they simply targeted my quarters, and our vessel.

[She crossed her arms casually, tilting her head to the side.]

At this point, I doubt simply talking to them will do much of anything! All they will request of me is to reign me in, and I don't change my colors for just anyone. This crew has an alliance with the Spade Pirates, and they are the only ones who I will negotiate with.

Also, as captain, it is NOT my sole decision to talk about a peace treaty or some other sort of rubbish. It has to be made as a crew, so luck to you on getting the rest of us to agree to that.

[She took a moment to let that sink in before continuing.]

For now, I will take no action either way. If we run into them again, and they are being aggressive towards us, then we will retaliate ten fold, since I think they would be beyond talking.

Any objections?

[crankyshark]

[he raised an eyebrow, actually pleasantly surprised by her reply. For one thing she was implying she'd actually care about the crews opinion if they did want to avoid a war...that was something. Also, she seemed content to leave things alone for now rather than go charging after the other crew immediately. He found that quite reasonable, actually]

Yeah, well...when they fired on us they were under the impression the whole crew likes running around killing innocent people. I told them differently. Still though, you've got a point...and if they attack us as a whole again then it'll be clear they don't want peace.

...but no, no objections. [he actually smirked a little back] hope they're reasonable. Cuz if they're not and they hurt somebody I'll be right there with you retaliating.

[redcinemareel]

[GRINS SHARPLY]

That's the spirit! We should just enjoy my triumphant return!

[hollywood_bro]

After the ship docks on the floating island Dave wanders the beach like a lost puppy, calling Grell's name.

"Grell. Grell."

It's pathetic. He's trying to sound casual, but he's desperate and it shows. He can't wait to see her. When he finally spots Grell he breaks into a smile and waves.

"Hey!"

[redcinemareel]

She hears her name being called, by a familiar and wanted voice. As she turns, she can spot Dave waving her way. Grell then breaks into her own smile before walking briskly over to him, closing her small notebook.

"Dave!" She thought she wouldn't ever see him again!

[hollywood_bro]

Dave is flooded by so many emotions that he doesn't know what to say. Part of him wants to scream at Grell for being gone and the other part wants to just hold her close and never let her go. He makes every attempt to calm himself down, including his own internal monologue, Okay, dude. Just chill out and play it cool. She doesn't want to be smothered by a desperate asshole.

When he gets close he casually throws an arm around Grell and gives her a kiss. "Damn, babe. You had me worried. This place is like hell without you."

[redcinemareel]

Once he gets close enough, Grell returns the kiss and throws her arms about his neck.

"Well, no one said you could leave, idiot! How could you?!" Of course, she's pretty happy that they're both back, so her words carry little venom in them. When she pulls back, she checks him over quickly with a slightly nervous. "You're alright, yes?"

[hollywood_bro]

"Hey, no one said you could leave either. That was so rude." There isn't the slightest bit of blame in his tone though. He knows it wasn't her fault. Dave moves an arm to cradle the small of Grell's back and keep her close.

"I'm fine, babe. Fine as fuck in fact. So fine that during the ghost race people were like, who's that guy standing next to the first mate? He's so fine I can't handle it. I'd better not attack him because it would be a crime against nature to mar that handsome face."

[redcinemareel]

She laughs at his statement, running fingers through his hair. "How I've missed the oddities that come out of your mouth!" Half the time she doesn't know what Dave talks about, but at least this time it all made sense. How rare!

"At least you came out unscathed~!"

[hollywood_bro]

"And so did you. I was worried sick about you. Like literally I got so sick sometimes I wanted to puke." Or maybe it was just seasickness. Who knows? He hasn't really been seasick since his first couple of weeks here though.

[redcinemareel]

"My poor David~!" She examines his face a bit. "You seem well now." No pasty coloring from what she could see.