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IC: Talislanta Sword & Planet Disco Fantasia!
SHARK:
Ghandus watches her approach with a steady gaze--in a firm, though pleasant tone--speaking directly to her,
"Yes. What do you have, woman?"
Ghandus has a cool drink in his hand, and keeps one eye aimed at watching the ship's progress.
Opaopajr:
Round 1
Ghandus
"My Lass," seductively dancing as she goes on, "who has claimed 'me' -- her precious belongings in the taupe double clasp hardshell with lustrous handle finish --." She twirls into a distressed damsel lean upon a taut netting and webs her fingers to her chest indicating herself, "-- from the so recently endangered dance carousel, requests an audience with you, Captain."
"If you need privacy you can leave me on deck or place me in the cargo hold," she sulks piteously.
... luggage dancers always did blur the lines of anthropomorphism hard.
That pink dust cloud is closing on this round, though. Will likely blow through this 'gauzy ship' on the round after next (3rd rd). Strange dust, but hopefully just dust.
{OOC: anyone else acting on this Round 1?}
SHARK:
Ghandus offers his left shoulder to receive the special ritual marking.
Helios, how goes your divination? I think we should travel to meet up with her clan at the annex in the west.
Ghandus then reaches into a shoulder pouch, and pulls out a fine cigar, and proceeds to slowly light it up, puffing on the cigar gently.
Spinachcat:
"Helios....how goes your...divination?" speaks a far and distant voice, for Helios is deep within his trance, eyes burning into the sun, seeking the wisdom of the solar spirits.
"Who is this Helios? What is this Talislanta?" ask the spirits within his eyes.
Having caught the attention of the solar spirits, Helios knows it is the time to bargain for the foresight he seeks: "You shall see what I have seen, but first you must show me what is to come! Sun spirits, show me the path of our pursuers and how to escape them."
And one spirits answers, "We shall show you Helios, but first you must take a VERY deep breath."
Hmm, thinks a sun-blasted Helios, how very odd for a solar spirit to take the form of a rushing cloud of pink glitterdust?
Snowman0147:
Once the bomb had been tossed and she knows the crew is safe Astlumia will be heading back to med bay.
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