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peace, love, and sail boats [OPEN]
CHARACTERS: Keya & YOU
WHERE: The Red Coast
WHEN: DAY :028 - :036
SUMMARY: A catch-all for whatever fun romps you wanna involve Keya in.
WARNINGS: None, yet. Cuteness from a very moe alien, perhaps.
DAYS :028 - :034 MEET CUTES OR MEETS CUTE ((note: if you want to have interactions with Keya between days :024 and :027, you can wildcard off of this post))
DAYS :035 and :036 SHIP SHAPE
WILDCARD
WHERE: The Red Coast
WHEN: DAY :028 - :036
SUMMARY: A catch-all for whatever fun romps you wanna involve Keya in.
WARNINGS: None, yet. Cuteness from a very moe alien, perhaps.
DAYS :028 - :034 MEET CUTES OR MEETS CUTE ((note: if you want to have interactions with Keya between days :024 and :027, you can wildcard off of this post))
[It seems that, after the first few days at the Red Coast, the timid young farana who swore her service to the Carbauschians is finding more courage and confidence to speak. Not just with hosts, but with other envoys, much to the chagrin of her kin.]
I just don’t understand why nobody will even consider it-- [she can be overheard saying, to whomever she’s selected for the time being. It seems a fairly arbitrary selection process; really, just anyone who won’t walk away while she’s talking. Sometimes, even those unfriendly few.] --Who knows when the next time such a meeting might happen?
[Inevitably, anyone of consequence she might entreat will eject from the conversation, leaving her discouraged and frustrated.]
DAYS :035 and :036 SHIP SHAPE
[With the ships complete and the training underway, Keya can be found trying to learn to sail.
Oh sure, she hopped aboard gung-ho and ready to harpoon a big beastie, but as soon as a fisherman puts one into her hands, she becomes stricken with an uneasy pallor and pleads for it to be taken back. She’s not quite ready to be pitted against another behemoth, armed only with a spear by a different name.
So, she sticks to learning her way around the boat. Pulling on ropes, tying knots, rushing hither and thither and following instructions as best she can.
Over the course of training, on a handful of occasions, you’ll hear her yell “HEADS UP!” as something falls from above--a tool, a rope, what-have-you--and she lunges after it, trying to catch it without falling herself.
Sometimes, she actually succeeds.]
WILDCARD
[You know the drill.]
too late i've reached through my screen and stolen her
[ He holds the spear in his own hands; his fingers are not as nimble as he'd like them to be, but he gives it an experimental spin around the flat of his forearm and gets the point wedged softly between the dock slats, as though aiming for the imaginary space between the garstall... uh, plating? ]
We can tag-team, if you like. At least for training, I don't know if you've already been, like, assigned a boat.
welp sorry everyone keya's been stolen
I don't think I've been assigned a boat, not yet.
[She extends her hand with the confidence of someone who's been practicing how to shake hands. Because that's exactly what she's been doing.] My name is Keya, by the way. It's...nice. To meet you.
[Smooth.]
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[ UM NOT REALLY BUT??
She puts her hand out, and he cautiously slips his into hers. If this is how she's been greeting the other members of the team, he shouldn't -- fuck up anything they've established. He points over his shoulder with his free hand, towards the boat he's been working on. A small, sleek little thing with an equally small, but experienced crew. At the forefront is the "salty grandfather" he'd mentioned, and a few other sea-worn Rabadoceans of various genders and origins.
( His favorite is the farana in violet and gold; a tricky, dour-voiced dockhand who's practically raised the crew like her own. When she cusses, he follows suit. Mostly because he wants to learn the proper curses for a sea-hunt. ) ]
Bakugo. [ Might as well, it's easier than coming up with some code name that someone else forgets to use. ] Stick with me, and you'll be fine.
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Thank you! It's nice to meet you, Bakugo. [ She smiles, releasing his hand and nodding. ] I'll do my best!
[ That she will. Whether or not she succeeds is up in the air at this point, but she will stick with Bakugo like...like...like something determinedly sticky! ]
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We're gonna' run through all of this until it's muscle memory, okay? That way, even if you get scared out there, you'll be able to push through.
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I'm a pretty good climber-- [ She says, walking a few steps towards the boat. She turns and takes the last step backwards before stopping to wait for Bakugo. ] I should be able to get the hang of ropes and masts and sails easy enough!
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[ That's the sort of thing his classmates would say, right? People ( and energetic aliens? ) find that inspiring, yeah? Anyways. ]
I'll introduce you to the rest of the team, then. I'm the only Carbauschian on board, so like. I can climb, but the rigging gets in the way of --
[ A gesture, to all the layers he wears. ]
Come on, it's this boat. Here.
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She can't keep the hint of a smile away, though. ]
Yes, all the layers, I imagine they get caught up on things a lot if you're not careful. You already seem to be able to handle a harpoon, though! With the-- [ She gestures with her arms, meaning the easy flip maneuver he performed moments ago, but it just ends up looking like she's recreating an awkward dance move. Poorly. ] --it...was impressive.
i dont want this any more make it stop
[ He practically glows with confidence, even underneath all of his robes.
The harpoon in his hands is practically an extension of himself, as he carefully navigates the flowing sleeves of his robes and gives it an experimental spin around one wrist. Then the other, a curl across the palm of his hand, tucking it down once more. Pointy end away from his face and hers. Like that, Keya? ]
Stop stalling. We need you, Keya. I bet we'll haul in the biggest garstall there is, now that you're here.
[ we can totally end this here w/ future boat training etc so the new log has a chance to uh explode
you monsters i love it thx ]
gently takes it away