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мarιѕol vιvaѕ ( orιgιnal. ) ([personal profile] champions) wrote in [community profile] faderift2018-04-26 09:30 pm

( closed ) bustin five knots, wind whippin out my coat

WHO: Marisol, Korrin, Nikos, Ellana, Norrington
WHAT: A group of smugglers have set up shop in a corner of the Wounded Coast, thankfully they are going to be stopped by a beautiful Antivan woman. And I guess some other people help.
WHEN: Cloudreach… sometime…
WHERE: the Wounded Coast
NOTES: ⛵🌊⛵🌊 ⛵🗡️✨🗡️✨🗡️👏👏👏





Sometimes having contacts was very useful. Sometimes it could lead to minor nuisances, as well, and she’d categorise this particular thing as both.

On the one hand, she’s not eager to show too much of her hand to those not of her particular social sphere. In this instance, of course, “social sphere” would refer to her particular brand of alarming mages and relatives. She’s sure these others are quite pleasant, but they aren’t hers. Not everyone can be be perfect, though, so maybe she shouldn’t hold it too much against them.

On the other hand, it is a chance to be useful, on the sea, enjoy some of those things she is very good at and drag Nikos along with her. (Poor Nikos.)

The Wounded Coast, unfortunately, is rather less pleasant than the Antiva coast, but maybe they'd be lucky. Maybe there'd be sharks.
judgemewhole: (Smirk)

[personal profile] judgemewhole 2018-05-17 02:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good ... because honestly I am not entirely certain I can deflect all his arrows with my sword." James said tartly, but his eyes gleamed with challenge and perhaps a little glee. He was certainly willing to Try at least.
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[personal profile] gatheringstorm 2018-05-17 02:54 pm (UTC)(link)
It would be an interesting challenge, but Korrin wants to keep in mind the parameters of their mission. Maybe later, they can mess around in the training area with pitch grenades when there's time to kill. For now, the Vashoth woman keeps trying to change her feet free. She places a disruption field around the archer to buy them a little more time, as well.

And then-- "Fucking finally!" The lightning bolt's effect has worn off, and the disruption field is soon to follow, so Korrin readies her staff and blade. The archer, regaining some movement, glances between the fierce horned woman and her stalwart templar companion...and turns after their companions.