so about that flyer...

[thalassino]

[ there's a bit of a commotion tonight, and many locals are talking about something happening up on the island. anyone curious enough to check it out would first notice a glowing shore to match a starry sky; it seems to be a type of jellyfish causing this.

immediately afterward they would undoubtedly see a very large boat having apparently docked itself on the shore. there's no captain in sight and it appears to be completely inoperable, so it's a full-blown mystery on how it arrived on the shore. it certainly doesn't look like a normal boat though— probably due to the fact that it is utterly decked out for a party.

there are streamers, balloons, and a whole lot of glitter on deck. there's even a large banner that reads:

☆ HAVE FUN!!! ☆

on deck there are speakers blasting a nautical-style party music should dancing be your thing. nearby there's plenty of good food for the eating, along with a gratuitous amount of chapagne (with a non-alcoholic brand for the underage); a champagne tower can also be seen. party games are encouraged, and a few are even already set up (such as the large whale-themed piñata).

have fun, mingle, and enjoy the party! ]

Comments

[p2iioniicii2t]

[ One stone she throws quite suddenly skips over the water with far more power behind it than she could have shown, a trail of bright blue arcing over the waves.

Not that far away is the Helmsman, who hasn't found any reason to approach, but that doesn't mean he won't skip stones, too. It seems like an adequate method of passing the time. ]

[o8liter8]

[ She looks from him to the stone, then smiles a little, and skips another. ]

[p2iioniicii2t]

[ After a moment, he moves towards her and settles down on the sand. He waits until the stone is about to sink under the waves, and throws it again to send it out. ]

[o8liter8]

It's my favorite impromptu bartender.

[ She doesn't say more than that for the moment, continuing to skip stone after stone. ]

[p2iioniicii2t]

You have tho few, then?

[ And he'll just keep doing what he's been doing. No reason not to. ]

[o8liter8]

This place has a pretty poor supply, it's true.

[ She starts skipping them in faster sequence, two or three at a time, to give him more to do. ]

[p2iioniicii2t]

Dithappointing?

[ When there's multiple rocks out, he slams them against one another. They part with a crack, fragments of the originals bouncing along the waves before inevitably sinking. ]

It wath not unenjoyable to act ath one.

[o8liter8]

Eh, it's fine.

[ She casts her last stones, then sits down beside him. ]

So. What's up with you.

[p2iioniicii2t]

Thith thythtem arrived here with the intent to athure the Heiresth hath a thatithfactory night. Yourthelf?

[o8liter8]

Free food. Something to do.

[ She flops onto her back, looking up at the stars. ]

I feel caged up here. Restless. Shouldn't have come here.

[p2iioniicii2t]

Caged more in open air than in water?

[ He sounds legitimately curious. That's a strange sentiment to have, he's fairly sure. ]

[o8liter8]

[ She makes an unhappy noise. ]

This whole place. I don't want to be here. I want to sail away.

[p2iioniicii2t]

But toward what?

[o8liter8]

Do you need a destination? It's more about going somewhere than it is about being anywhere.

[p2iioniicii2t]

A helmthman requireth directhion. A troll doeth not?

[o8liter8]

This troll doesn't. Some trolls- useless, sniveling cowards- need someone holding their hand every step of the fucking way. They just can't live without someone ordering them around.

[ It's not you she's insulting, bb. ;; Though looking over at him- ]

Nearly forgot. Got something for you.

[ And she decaptchalogues a fancy tricorn hat to put on Psii's head. ]

[p2iioniicii2t]

[ From the expression on his face, calm and surprisingly placid, he isn't taking any offense. It's hardly like he's a real troll anyway. He's a tool, something completely different.

And then she gives him a fancy hat. Today is turning out to be a good day. He ducks his head down so she can put it on there. ]

That ith an interethting thinkpan covering, Marquithe. Thank you.

[o8liter8]

You like it, huh?

[ Mindfang's grin is pleased and even a little shy. ]

You can be a dashing captain or something.

[p2iioniicii2t]

[ The Helmsman nods. ]

But I lack that character trait. My apologieth.

[o8liter8]

You totally could be one, if you wanted. But if you don't want to be one then you shouldn't.

[ Shrugs. ]