Heroes, Inc. Day 3+, Voyage to Sarkon

[kirinke]

Giggling like a maniac, Alethia staggered over to help Dyria and more than half-fell to the ground beside her.

 

[DM_Matt]

Maggie is partially awake, but seems to find taking her clothes quite amusing.

 

[frostrune]

Maggie makes one final attempt to get Timrin to stay, looking pouty and vulnerable: "At least keep us company. Wouldn't you feel just a little guilty if something bad happened to some poor drunken fool studying chaos and you were too busy messing with rigging topside. C'mon great protector, protect! Though if you want to join in the fun, of course, go ahead."

Timrin holds a tight smile, duty obviously warring with what sounds like a good time. His mind made up, reluctantly he speaks, "No Cmdr. I must decline. Until the work is done Helm demands I must remain vigilant. I will get Yolan settled and make sure things continue smoothly topside. You ladies have your fun. Perhaps another time." With that he turns and moves to the stairs and gets Yolan topside regardless of the catcalls that may follow.

Once above deck Timrin will get Yolan to Lt. Hilch then remains on the planar ship and busies himself with overseeing the transfer of cargo. I'm sure he will observe Fin and Murdoch's work undoing the metal plating and basically make sure all hell doesn't break loose on the captured vessel (pun intended). He will remain on deck until all persons and cargo are transferred, including the sorority house pillow fight party below

 

[kirinke]

ooc:
Some drunks can be rather coherent, so I'm playing her that way. Though the lacking in judgment and coordination is there.

IC
Alethia manages to wrestle off the breeches and boots and stands up with them like they are prized trophy's. She looks at Dyria. "You can have the honor of hoisting the knickers," she said, chortling.

 

[Falkus]

Continuing to giggle, Dyria went to work. After a few minutes of fumbling, Dyria managed to get the shirt (as well as what was left of her dignity) off of the lieutenant-commander.

 

[DM_Matt]

Continuing to giggle, Dyria went to work. After a few minutes of fumbling, Dyria managed to get the undergarmets (as well as what was left of her dignity) off of the lieutenant-commander.

(I can't say I'm entirely comfortable with that level of, uh, detail. I'd rather not push the limits of an R rating. Can't you just take her shirt or something?)

 

[Falkus]

((Fair enough, post edited.))

 

[kirinke]

Alethia stood up, or rather staggered up to her feet, swaying slightly she bent down to help Dyria up. Clothes in hand, she gave Shando a salute. "Wanna come join us? The mast needs a new flag!" she chortled, holding up the trousers and boots, giggling like mad.

 

[Hawkeye]

Alethia stood up, or rather staggered up to her feet, swaying slightly she bent down to help Dyria up. Clothes in hand, she gave Shando a salute. "Wanna come join us? The mast needs a new flag!" she chortled, holding up the trousers and boots, giggling like mad.

Ladies, don't you think its time for your fun to end? Lt Commander Kiran is the Captain of this ship. Don't you think that she might lose the respect of her crew when they come out of deck and see their commanding officers undergarments flying in place of the Waterdeep flag?

Hawkeye

 

[kirinke]

"Actually, we were going to hoist her knickers on the pirate ship." Alethia said with the logic of one who is quite drunk off her feet.