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[closed] (loud screaming) BOAT PARTY

Who: Taako, Lup, Barry, Kravitz, Magnus, Lance, and Nate.
What: 7 assholes, two boats, heading into the ocean for the chance to look for some buckwild stuff.
Where: Out at sea!
When: The entirety of the voyage; August 13th-September 3rd.
Warnings: Idk PG-13 levels of shirtlessness, curse words, maybe somebody ends up overboard at some point. Should be cool.

This is a catch all for the boat party for this group! Make top-levels for threads within this time and go friggin' wild. For convenience, I've provided 3 toplevel headers as general timeline assistance; as far as events of the voyage go, it'll basically be:

Week One: (August 13th-19th) Leaving the city and traveling to the fragment!
Week Two: (August 20th-26th) Still traveling, picking up whatever they find somewhere in here, since it's about the middle.
Week Three: (August 27th- Sept 3rd) Traveling and arriving home!

Feel free not to use exact dates, I sure don't care, this is just to help figure out if things happened before other things, OTHERWISE GO WILD

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[Okay, well, this could all be worse he supposes.

It's early enough in the whole adventure that Lance doesn't totally hate life yet, although he's still not so sure about having agreed to come along. It could definitely be worse, and it's actually kind of neat to see endless water and have the quiet of the ship and not be needed constantly for things, but on the other hand...

It's boring. There's only so many times Lance can watch the waves, or mess with the fishing poles he doesn't intend to use, or stalk the network for what stupid conversation people have left public. It's getting old.

So while the two boats are nearby, the journey paused for a short time for everyone to rest, Lance is peering curiously over the edge of the boat into the water.]

So if this planet is mostly water, shouldn't it have really huge creatures in the ocean?

[Kravitz can certainly relate to a minor case of cabin fever. Of course, this circumstance is not the worst he's ever felt it, and after being stuck in Hadriel for so long, he's somewhat adjusted to feeling... well, caged. As much as one can adjust to such a thing.

He peers over the edge beside Lance, the two of them directing matching stares into the ocean.]

I suppose that would make sense. ...You know, you really shouldn't tempt fate in this way.

[Lance glances over at him briefly at that comment, then looks back at the ocean again when he responds.]

You're probably right, but now that we acknowledged it we should be good.

[Hopefully.]

But we should also probably take the possibility of giant sea monsters in account when people going diving for the fragment.

Ah yes, I forgot about the universal law of addressing irony so that it ceases to exist.

[The words might sound rather sarcastic, but there's a teasing grin on Kravitz's face that makes it clear he's not trying to actually be nasty.]

Mm, you make a fair point. Perhaps there's some way we can scout ahead before going down there. Maybe Taako has a spell... Otherwise, we simply arm ourselves.

It's an important law.

[He can tell it isn't meant maliciously, and offers a bit of a grin himself even if he's serious again soon after.]

Does magic work the same underwater? Like if someone can cast a spell to protect themselves, would they be able to do that while diving?

[Kravitz nods and launches into an explanation immediately; he's always happy to blather on and prove how knowledgeable he is.]

Well, a good majority of spells do require a verbal component. However, so long as the caster is able to form the words, it doesn't normally matter at what volume they are spoken, or if they can even hear themselves. The spell should work exactly the same- unless of course, water would by nature affect the type of magic. A fire spell, for example.

[Magnus was used to being stuck on a ship of some sort with his friends (and a few strangers, but hopefully they'd become friends or at least not kill each other by the end) and finding ways to entertain himself. He had taken it upon himself to be the lookout, climbing to the highest point of the ship (which wasn't exactly the safest thing in the world) and looking out for other ships or anything that might be interesting).]

[Often times it just resulted him in screaming "AHOY" at people from a distance and hoping they'd wave back.]

[So all in all it wasn't the worst thing in the world, but certainly not the most exciting.]

[Magnus approaches Lance and leans on the railing next to him, looking into the waters below.]

That would be super cool if there was. Maybe one will pop up while we're sailing and I can fight it or something!

[Even though he's not the most equipped to fight something in the water, but that would be a problem for future Magnus.]

Okay, as cool as that would definitely be, I'm not sure we want to be fighting some giant sea creature when we only have sailboats.

[He's seen movies, okay. They all say even huge pirate ships can't really stand up to over-exaggerated giant squid, and Lance definitely wouldn't put it past this weird planet to actually have monsters like that.]

I'm sure we'd manage okay. It's not like we don't have a bunch of kick ass wizards and the actual grim reaper on the boat with us. I'm sure we'd figure something out.

[He's fought a bunch of giant things before and they ~~usually~~ haven't killed him in the past.]

Plus, I know a shit ton about carpentry, so if the boat got damage I'd probably be able to fix it.

[Key word probably.]

[Lance is... Pretty sure they'd indeed figure something out, but he doesn't think it'd be super fun. Still, there's no harm in a little confidence and speculation, and also learning a bit more about the other people on the expedition team.]

Are you one of the wizards, or...?

[He knows Taako and Lup are, of course, but that's about it.]

Nah, I wish! I'm just good at hitting things. Though I do have a magic lance that was given to me by a goddess.

[Off topic.]

Lup, Taako and Barry are wizards. Kravitz might count too since he's the actual grim reaper. Got like...dead people magic or something.

Magic weapons are pretty cool.

[Don't sell that short, alright, but okay he has to ask--]

How does that work in your world? The grim reaper thing.

Don't get me wrong, I love my Chance Lance. But at the same time, I still wish I could shoot fireballs and shit out of my hands.

[Cause that would be the coolest thing in the world.]

I just know he works for the Raven Queen down in the Astral Plane. He takes souls there when people die and arrests people who apparently cheat death or do necromancy and stuff like that. Stuff that goes against death, I guess.

He tried to arrest us one cause we apparently all had death counts and hadn't "checked into" the Astral Plane...though he wasn't really wrong about that. We did all die a bunch of times. Though I guess the Raven Queen is cool with us, since he didn't try to arrest us again after the first time.

[Chance Lance, huh? Maybe Lance'll use that as a stage name if he ever becomes a big name gambler or something. Like that's likely to happen. Why is he thinking about this?

And okay, that's a whole explanation that kind of goes over his head, but he does get the general idea at least.]

What is it that you do in your world to end up with a death count? Are you adventurers?

[Don't worry, Lance. There's plenty of time to come to hate life the longer you are trapped on Idiot Boat.]

You interested in finding out with me? [Lance may peek over the railing, but Lup sits on it with her feet hanging overboard, bare toes touching the water. With how the boat tips from this way to that on the waves, it probably looks pretty dangerous.

But she's kinda into that.]

Cuz I could get us down there real quick.

[He's sure he'll get there quickly enough, but right now it's kind of fun to get to know people he's only talked to a little or doesn't know at all. Lance glances over at the suggestion, trying not to look vaguely horrified both at the idea and the tempting of fate by her sticking her feet in the water.]

I don't really swim unless I absolutely have to, and my only good defenses probably aren't great underwater.

[Neither a gun nor electricity magic would probably be the best options.]

But I definitely think you--general you--should find out what might be down there before you go diving for a fragment.

Fair. Taako an' I've been swimmin' our whole lives, so it's as easy as breathing for us. If you aren't as chill with it, can't blame you for wantin' to keep out of these waves. Most sane folks probably would.

[So like, everyone but her and her brother and Nathan Drake, naturally.

Lup doesn't know Lance very well, outside of Drake talking about him like he's a secret fanboy of the guy, but she has a feeling he'd get along well with Barry. Poor guy could use some more friends in this place. Maybe she'll shove them together to talk nerd shit later.]

No worries, doc. We will. Taako an' I will check it out before Nate gears up and just drops in. Make sure there's nothing just waiting to gobble him up.

Yeah, I mean, I can swim so no one's going to have to rescue me if I fall overboard or something, but I'm not the best for the dive team.

[He is, fortunately, not stupid enough to go on a boat when he can't swim, but yeah. For various reasons it isn't his favorite or more practiced activity, and he appreciates that Lup is understanding.

Lance offers a small grin at that last part.]

Good, because I think I'm still traumatized from the time I had to give him stitches for a shark bite.

[He's... Not actually at all traumatized by that, but still, he'd rather not have to repeat any of that nonsense. Although he does have a healing spell now, so maybe he wouldn't have to, but he'd rather not test it out.

Also, he's curious, because although she mentioned swimming often--]

Do you dive a lot?

[Shark bite, huh? Funny how Nate dragging the twins out to explore the old shark-infested lake was about a year ago. The woman's gaze lingers out there among the rolling waves, idly watching the unchanging scenery around them. It's a thought that's struck her a few times over the last few months. Just how long are they going to be stuck here in Hadriel? When some people are brought in and taken away within a few months, why have some of them been there for years and years?

And if the time comes to leave, will Lup really be alright with just leaving?

Lup's fingers tap against the boat's railing, her grin never faltering, no matter where her thoughts take her.]

Since coming to our own personal island? Hell yeah, what the hell else is there to do? I've done some pretty sweet dives right off of the bigger cliffs off of the western island. The super dangerous ones.

[She rolls her shoulders, turning her smile to Lance.] I figure if I fuck it up, I won't really be gone that long.

[Lance gives her a less impressed look in response, because badass wizard or not--]

Do I need to lecture you on why that isn't exactly the best attitude to have?

[Because sure, he's absolutely not in professional mode at the moment, but he doesn't have to be to pull out a lecture on how people shouldn't be reckless with their well-being just because they'll come back here.]

[Lup's already raising a hand and waving Lance's concerns away, like she's heard them a million times over.

Which. She probably has.]

Look, it's different for me. I don't exactly die. I'm a lich.

[FLAT LOOK INTENSIFIES, and he waits for some more elaboration on how exactly it's different enough that it doesn't count as being a terrible way to think about things.]

[W o w

He's pretty good at that.]

I'm like a ghostly specter comprised completely of magic, alright. If my physical body gets dunked on, I just rise out of it and continue living my best spooky life. No big.

[Looking judgemental and dubious is a talent of his.]

And is that spooky life just as good as your fleshy mortal life?

[He's going to guess no or she'd be running around like that all the time.]

[Don't at her Lance. She didn't come talk to you for free therapy!!!]

Mostly. I mean, I kinda prefer being able to touch an' eat an' bang my hubby, but I've been stuck in it long enough that I'm pretty used to it. 'Sides, all I have to do is go to ol' Hope and he'll whip me up a new body pronto.

The inconvenience level is pretty minor.

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