Heroes, Inc. Day 3+, Voyage to Sarkon

[kirinke]

Alethia finds the knickers and the mast. Unfortunantly, while trying to hoist the underthings, both her coordination and consciousness give out. She slumps down, leans against the mast and falls quite asleep.

 

[Falkus]

"Actually, I won. You should see the other guy," she replied, bracing herself against a wall, as her vision started to spin. "Timrin, promise me something, will you?"

 

[DM_Matt]

The dwarf, amused by the drunk human, says "Take it from an expert. Your real problem is not enough! (Takes a flask from his belt). Drink this, you'll feel better. THEN we'll put you to bed."


(BTW, Timrin doesnt see any hidden agenda or malice in the dwarf).

 

[frostrune]

The dwarf, amused by the drunk human, says "Take it from an expert. Your real problem is not enough! (Takes a flask from his belt). Drink this, you'll feel better. THEN we'll put you to bed."

Timrin holds a hand up toward Namor. Whether it is to silence him so he can hear Dyria's garbled words or to stop him from pressing the flask is unknown.

"Actually, I won. You should see the other guy," she replied, bracing herself against a wall, as her vision started to spin. "Timrin, promise me something, will you?"

"Promise you what Dyria...?"

He attempts to look her in the eye but is suddenly distracted by Alethia fumbling, then slumping, against the mast clutching a... blouse? Turning back he now notices the breeches draped over Dyria's shoulders. His confusion is complete.

"Dyria, where is Maggie...," remembering Namor and some crew are nearby, "err... Lt. Cmdr. Kiran? ...and Shando?", he says as an afterthought.


OOC: Very fun PC interaction here. Hope we aren't derailing your story too much DM?

 

[kirinke]

When drunk, it appears that the Aasimar lass does snore. Almost in answer to Timmy's question in fact. She also snores quite loudly when drunk off her feet.

 

[Falkus]

"That if I ever decide to drink more than one bottle of alcohol in a single sitting, you should immediately grab me, tie me to a chair, and not let me go until I come to my senses," stated Dyria, as she leaned against the wall, and slowly sat down.

 

[frostrune]

Timrin is obviously flustered and starting to be a bit concerned. If these two warriors are in this bad a shape, what about petite little Maggie?

"Capt. Namor, can you send one of the crew to fetch our cleric, Arundel, and perhaps a few more trustworthy lads to help carry these two?"

 

[DM_Matt]

Timrin is obviously flustered and starting to be a bit concerned. If these two warriors are in this bad a shape, what about petite little Maggie?

"Capt. Namor, can you send one of the crew to fetch our cleric, Arundel, and perhaps a few more trustworthy lads to help carry these two?"

"It will be done right away, sir." He sends a couple of the sailors with him to go get Arundel and some sailors to carry Dyria and Alethia.

Meanwhile, you'll have to figure out where Maggie went.

 

[frostrune]

"It will be done right away, sir." He sends a couple of the sailors with him to go get Arundel and some sailors to carry Dyria and Alethia.

Meanwhile, you'll have to figure out where Maggie went.

"Thank you, Captain.", Timrin says earnestly, "Your discretion is most appreciated."

With a final concerned look at Dyria and Alethia he heads for the stairs to the lower decks and down to where he last left the trio of women.

"Maggie, Shando - where are you?"

 

[Hawkeye]

Meanwhile, you'll have to figure out where Maggie went.

OOC: Which is what Shando has been trying to do for the last 36 hours or so.

Hawkeye