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 Posted: Fri May 22, 2009 12:29 pm
~ hold ~
Sylvian grins mischievously. "Myles Million, of course."
And then she turns into him. The hidden seams in the clothing work ingeniously, allowing the garments to expand as their wearer changes size. Yet they remain the tailed jacket and skirt/kilt they always were.
He looks about, a little confused. "Oh, hello miss Sharp."
In the meantime, Sylvian had not noticed the newcomer's entry, but her mechanical attendants most certainly have. The hulking leviathan of scrap does not react, but the graceful feminine clank turns her head to watch him. What she is watching him with is anybody's guess as there are no eyes or optical equipment (or apparently anything else) in the empty shell of her cranial case.
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2009 9:26 pm
[hold]
"If You do decide to have it out, please keep the structural damage to a minimum, i do hope to fly this vessel again at some point. Oh welcome back Myles." noticeing the new face that had entered the hold, Daniel waved and moved over to the new man.
"Welcome Sir, Is there something I can help you with? I am the captain of this ship.Khaos is her name, and shes full of chaos and fun." He says with a grin, extending his hand. Beneath the sleeves and leather bracers, it is quite plain that his arms are mechanical.
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2009 5:54 am
[Hold]
Dominik looks down at Captain Daniel's hand and hesitates before shaking it.
He spoke in a soft yet creepy voice, "P-pleasure to meet you. I am Professor Dominik Pissoffsky. I just would like to know where I should store this."
Dominik holds up his briefcase, implying that it was the item he was talking about.
(You were talking about me, I hope.)
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2009 10:13 pm
{hold}
"That would depend if you are intending to be a passenger or wish us to transport it for you" Daniel says. "We run passengers and cargo. However we are laid up at the moment. We shall be returning to the skies in short order though. I hope you arn't too put off about all my hardware as it were. Clank human hybrids are common about this ship."
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at the other side of the hold, the modified clank responds to Alexandria's question.
"Any name you choose for this one shall be fine. One shall assist you in whatever capacity One may."
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2009 7:09 pm
[Hold]
"No, I am not too worried about Clank human hybrids scaring the living daylights out of me... Umm, anyway, I would like to board this ship as a passenger. Do you have any available cabins left? With lockable doors?”
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2009 7:40 pm
[hold]
Alexandria shivered at the transformation before her, but smiled kindly at Myles. She descided she really prefured him over his female counterpart, and wondered how in the Sky they had ended up in the same body. It was sort of like that old story of the doctor...and Mr.Hyde. What was that doctor's name again?
As she pondered this thought, her stomach gave an annoyed growl and she glanced around embarrassed.
"I'll just..go ...find the galley"
She looked at the not-so-broken clank, and wondered what is name was, before beginning to head from the hold.
((note. I DO know his name... Mr.Hyde's other half...but I can't for the life of actually spell it))
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Posted: Tue May 26, 2009 6:52 am
[Galley]
Penelope had not heard Mr Green enter the galley. She had her back to the main area most of the time, working in the kitchen. When she had finished preparing the stew, she climbed on the counter and retrieved a tea kettle from a shelf. Penelope set it on the fire after making sure that it was not, in fact, animate in any way. With that thought, she looked about to see if she could find the little teakettle that had taken to following Mr Daniel around.
"Oh, hello." Penelope called to Mr Green, finally noticing him. "Is there anything in the galley I can get for you, sir?"
((Darnit if I'm not just enough of a slacker to know when I ought to check the thread the second time. I have two days of finals, then I'm free.))
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Posted: Tue May 26, 2009 5:37 pm
((I swear, every time I'm NOT here, everyone else IS))
[En Route to the Khaos --> Hold]
Nick gazed uncertainly up at The Khaos. Maybe she could take him where he needed to go, maybe not. Hopefully the former, but the latter looked all the more possible.
He walked up the boarding ramp and entered the belly of the beast, meandering about 'till he found the hold.
"Oy! Anybody down 'ere got a place I kin store me bags? Only, I feel like they're tearin' me arms out by t'roots"
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Posted: Tue May 26, 2009 10:20 pm
[galley]
Alexandria peeped into the galley uncertainly.
"Is...there to be food soon?" she asked uncertainly.
She looked down at her dusty dress and scuffed boots. Perhaps she should change before assaulting the kitchen?
Having just noticed Mr.Green standing not a far ways off, she nodded to him and brushed her dress off a bit.
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Posted: Wed May 27, 2009 10:42 am
{galley}
he gave a gentle nod to her as she dusted off her dress, he blushed as he turned back to Penelope the image of her climbing up the counter sent blood rushing to his cheeks. "if...if ya dun't(don't) mind I would love for ah bowl of ya great 'melling(smelling) stew." he looked around for a place to sit down, he reattached his arm telling himself he would get it taken care of later.
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Posted: Wed May 27, 2009 12:44 pm
~hold~
A man approaches Nick. He is wearing a flat-topped round brimmed hat, jacket with tails, kilt and brass-buttoned boots. All of these are black.
"Need a hand?" There are two clanks following him. He turns to the dangerous looking leviathan of spare parts and hesitates a moment before turning to the other, a graceful feminine human-shaped shell.
"Tris, could you take this fellow's baggage?"
"Yes." The voice sounds as if played out on a small harp. She reaches out and takes the fellow's bags from him without strain at all.
"I am Myles Million. I'm the odd-job man for the Khaos. Welcome aboard."
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Posted: Wed May 27, 2009 3:51 pm
[hold]
"certainly. the cabins are a level above us, each has a lock if you wish for privacy and its own wash tub, just take one that has not been claimed yet." Daniel had almost called them wash rooms, but as it occupied the same space as the rest of the cabin he just called it a station.
"The galley is a level above that, which we seem to be gravitating to as well, head there once your settled for something to eat, we can discuss travel plans and fees later oce we are able to fly safely again."
nodding to the professor, the captain heads over to wuneye sitting on the hold deck. "Mister Wuneye you are welcome to stay with us as long as you feel. You hepled us get into port holding the balloons to the Khaos with your bare hands. Thank you for keeping my ship together."
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Posted: Wed May 27, 2009 3:55 pm
[Galley]
"Of course. Have a seat and I'll get it to you." Penelope grinned. Every time Miss Alexandria tried to get something to eat, some exciting event called her away. She hadn't had a proper meal on the ship yet.
She poured two bowls of stew and balanced a bowl and a hard roll in each hand to set on a table near the kitchen. Penelope had to return to the kitchen for spoons, which she set beside the bowls. The kettle on the fire began to whistle softly. "Would either of you like tea or coffee?" Penelope asked over her shoulder as she went to move it.
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Posted: Wed May 27, 2009 4:03 pm
[galley]
Alexandria grinned and sat down and imediatly began to eat. She was starving! Probably some people would disagree with her use of the word, but in her mind starving fit perfectly.
"This is fantastic!" She called to Penelope, "and tea, if you don't mind."
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Posted: Wed May 27, 2009 4:24 pm
[Hold]
Nick nodded gratefully.
"Thanks, Mr. Million. I'm known as Nick Drogue, and I'm not picky as to whatchoo call me, so long's it ain't 'Mister'"
He pulled a long face, and relinquishes his bags to the feminine robot.
"So when's The Khaos set to sail? Not outta impatiance, just curiosity"
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