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shapeupship2013-03-30 01:42 pm
guiltapalooza) wrote in shapeupship2013-03-30 01:42 pmOpening & mingling!
GAME START. Make your initial mingling comment, either in person or online.
guiltapalooza) wrote in shapeupship2013-03-30 01:42 pm
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[She tries not to be too smug as she waits. Truthfully, by the time he's back, she's somewhat back to herself. She's relaxed now that he's acknowledged where the power imbalance lay (everyone should be afraid of her, really) and seems much more like the normal, outgoing, slightly overemotional girl she'd been when they'd met.]
Much better, [she says approvingly.] You ready?
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He kind of really is beginning to hate magic.
Prussia crosses his arms over his chest, perhaps a bit defensive, but he's really not sure what happens if you get killed when you're already dead. And he's still not entirely convinced she isn't going to try to kill him -again- later.::
Yeah, ready. Where're we looking first?
::He might have forgotten to bring the uniform with him.
That probably lost him points, didn't it?::
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IN ANY CASE Willow was partially joking about burning the uniform, and isn't dismayed to see it left behind. She just assumes they should get on with things, and doesn't mention it.]
Below decks? [she suggests.] Boats are usually steered from the back, right? Cause that's where the rudder is? We should check there.
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At that suggestion, he nods decisively. Like he actually knows more than a pittance about ships or something.:: Right! And it might be best to work from the lower rear then across and up. I know if I were gonna hide something, it'd probably be where most people don't wanna bother looking.
::Which means yes, if there's a bilge, HE WILL SEARCH IT, BY JOVE.
And then he will beg her to magic the nasty bilgewater out of his clothes because ew.::
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[Oh good, someone to take out her dark magic addiction on, then. She always needs someone like that.
For now, though, she's pretty pleasant, and completely goal-oriented. She's a Scooby on a mission. ... But she's not searching the bilge and she wouldn't need begging to get rid of it either, because she raises that ew to a eugh.]
Then we have a plan, [she says decisively, setting off that second, though she moves slowly enough not to leave him behind.] Hopefully we'll find something. But there has to be a clue somewhere, right? Who kidnaps people and then disappears completely? [That's not how villains work! They always leave a hint behind.]