- Location
- Pacific NW
Time for some farming. Plow that field and sow some seed. 
Dirtnap
Kanmusu Affecionado
Or we can not.Time for some farming. Plow that field and sow some seed.
why raise drunk flags when we have already raised enough for her to trigger her event...seems like we're pretty well on the way for that.Come on guys, vote for Lizzie,
We are completly wasted, perfect chance to raise some drunk flags
- Location
- Germany
Time for some farming. Plow that field and sow some seed.
How about no, we are really fucking drunk, she is dead drunk, no combination for that really
Because it would be funny
I mean think about it, both of us wake up in the same moment after being totally wasted, then there is an moment of embarrassment when we take in our situation before it catches up within our brain(both of us are still clothed after all) and then we share an maybe awkward breakfast, where we try to bridge the atmosphere, while secretly wondering if it would really have been so bad to wake up like that -> cue more flags being raised as we start to consider the each other in a romantic light
That is obviously just my head canon, but also want I'm kinda aiming for with my vote
7734
Trust and verify.
- Location
- Philmont
Come on guys, vote for Lizzie,
We are completly wasted, perfect chance to raise some drunk flags
Time for some farming. Plow that field and sow some seed.
Literally what was what prompted this? C'mon. I refuse to believe my readers are this short-sighted.
Its not like Lucia is tied with Czeslawa or anything, and both are two flags from their events.
Pffffffffft. It's the twilight of the Victorian period; intrigue and plots are in vouge. Add into that, you're in
- Location
- Somewhere on the flat earth
[x] Elizabeth
-[x] She took your bed! Well if she thinks she gets it all to her own, she is wrong, at least part of it is yours, you think.
[X] Local Route; Constantinople to Kars, Kars to Van, Van to Tabriz
-[x] She took your bed! Well if she thinks she gets it all to her own, she is wrong, at least part of it is yours, you think.
[X] Local Route; Constantinople to Kars, Kars to Van, Van to Tabriz
- Location
- Sydney australia
Guys id say in this case just because we are effectively mercenaries by this point does mean we go around attempting to do it with a girl who is so drunk she is unconscious come on we can be a bit honourable
- Location
- Germany
That people some people can't be bothered to properly vote, which was at least for my attempt to get a rise out of them
Also given how drunk we are, we will raise drunken flags no matter what you try, it's just up to decide with who or what we will raise these drunken flags together
However, if it bothers I can also make Alex declare his undying love for his incredible comfy chair
Tell me are YOU drunk?
Because no vote suggests that we should try anything
In fact all that we currently decide is were to dump our dead drunk body
With me suggesting to dump our body straight next to her in our bed, instead of drunkenly wandering the ship like the other write-in suggest, which I consider far more dangerous for our health
- Location
- National Capital Region, USA
[X] Aether Route; Constantinople to Lake Urmia, local flight to Tabriz
We need to practice our Aether transits, and this is a quiet route to do so on. We also should do this to give (provisional) Athenian a good proper shakedown cruise. Remember, while this is a solid military design we're in, it's a fresh-from-the-yards new ship, so needs to have the bugs shaken out of her.
As for Elizabeth... I've got a write-in idea, but I'll need at least a few more hours to hammer it out.
Though in the meantime:
We need to practice our Aether transits, and this is a quiet route to do so on. We also should do this to give (provisional) Athenian a good proper shakedown cruise. Remember, while this is a solid military design we're in, it's a fresh-from-the-yards new ship, so needs to have the bugs shaken out of her.
As for Elizabeth... I've got a write-in idea, but I'll need at least a few more hours to hammer it out.
Though in the meantime:
There's a word for men who try to have sex with women who are passed out and unable to consent. It's not a nice word.
[X] Local Route; Constantinople to Kars, Kars to Van, Van to Tabriz.
[x] Elizabeth
-[x] Well she took the bed. Looks like a rough night out on the floor, old man. Mayhap there's room down on the bridge. Or the guest quarters. Anything but the floor or your bed...isn't that a sad state of affairs.
@7734
1. Is there a difference between routes? Travel time, number of roles and on what tables?
2. Next update the results of hireing?
[x] Elizabeth
-[x] Well she took the bed. Looks like a rough night out on the floor, old man. Mayhap there's room down on the bridge. Or the guest quarters. Anything but the floor or your bed...isn't that a sad state of affairs.
@7734
1. Is there a difference between routes? Travel time, number of roles and on what tables?
2. Next update the results of hireing?
Not in Person
Once Known as The Nobody
- Location
- A place
I'm just saying, if it goes full-Bond, with Action-Damsels and
To continue the agricultural allegory, could this word, maybe, consist of mostly the same letters as the word "Reaper"?
A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes
- Location
- National Capital Region, USA
This write-in brought to you by copious amounts of Fuck-I-got-no-sleep-last-night and as much Apocalyptica as I could make YouTube play while I wrote.
Bed! That sounded great! And... well, Elizabeth was small, cute, and had demanded you go to bed too! And she'd just confessed that that asshole Jacob had tried forcing himself on her? You felt even less regret about shooting him than before. Very good that he was off your crew and ship for good, that!
Where were we? Oh, right, drunk, tired, still shaking, and with a tiny bundle of cute Navigator demanding we sleep with her, for security. Right!
Alek wobbled towards the bed, had just brains enough left after half a bottle of whiskey on a mostly empty stomach to remove his boots and coat, and flopped into the so very warm and welcoming bunk. Elizabeth was just the right size to be a cuddly armful as he snuggled up behind her. She made quiet, drunk, but happy noises, then began to snore. Alek was right behind her.
+++
"We've tracked down the oversteer on the port rudder; cabling was loose and the gears were misaligned in the mechanical transfer box. The vibrations in the number two engine we're still working on. Still getting that repeat loss of power on the starboard upper motor, too. Looks like you're right about the loose seals. We'll get that sorted in a day or so." Thomas looked up from his clipboard. "I could use some extra hands. Is Lucia going to be-"
"She'll be down after lunch," Alek said smoothly.
"Of course."
Donald stuck his head into the compartment. "Consignment of medical supplies just arrived. Czelawa?"
"She'll be down after lunch."
Donald nodded, unsurprised. "Right. Miss Iskandar has the most excellent ideas, does she not?"
"She was very persuasive," Alek confirmed. "Navigator Cook will have our course worked out too. We should be ready in all respects no later than Friday. How is the crew recruiting going?"
Donald shrugged. "We've had worse. We'll be able to get along until we reach Delhi, and pick up the rest of the complement there."
Alek snapped his small notebook closed. "Very good, then. Alright, Thomas, I'll leave you to your work. I have a lunch appointment I'm not about to miss."
The passageway from the engines to the Captain's Quarters was not long, and all within the armored box of the ship's citadel. It still felt too long. Alek made himself walk at a dignified pace, however, despite the urge to trot or even run. Lunch!
He entered the Captain's Quarters without knocking, of course. It was his, after all. His and hers and hers and hers and hers, now.
"Welcome, my dear Captain," Ayse greeted him with an elaborate bow that mostly ended up showing off just how much cleavage a diaphanous top of barely-there fabric could not-at-all-conceal. "Ready for lunch?"
"Famished," Alek replied with a smile. "How are the dancing lessons going?"
"We all seem to have different ideas of 'dancing', though we're working things out," Lucia said from the cleared space of deck near the bunks. Her sheer silken trousers were an excellent match for her own midriff-baring top that showed off her rippling abs to best effect.
"Lucia is the only one with easy grace at this sort of thing," Czelawa said, slight envy in her tone. Czelawa raised her joined hands over her head and did a very interesting shimmy with her hips. "Though I do find this outfit lets me show off some of my own 'advantages', no?"
Alek gave her a very appreciative look. The gauzy top that let Ayse show off let the curvy Polish nurse really show off. The harem pants let her showcase her hips too. "Just a bit, my most bountiful dear."
Elizabeth managed a precise spin in place that left her balanced on one foot and holding a tray loaded with grapes and fruits, not a single one out of place. "Good balance and spatial sense help on their own, you know."
Alek took a grape, popped it in his mouth, then picked Elizabeth by her hips and placed her in his lap as he sat down in the plush chair that had been recently placed in his quarters with just this sort of 'double occupancy' in mind. Elizabeth was a small, cute lapful, and dressed like the others in a silky harem outfit that showcased her petite form to best effect. "And you always know the best space to be in, don't you my dear Navigator?"
Elizabeth smiled back at him, with only a hint of smirk. "That's why I was the first one to agree to this idea of Ayse's. Your bed is much nicer than sleeping alone in my own."
Ayse patted her on the head as she took a grape of her own, then fed the next one to Alek. "Alek, there's something you need to do."
He chewed at the grape for a moment before shaking his head. "What?"
"Alek."
"What? I'm right here."
"Alek, wake up."
"Huh?"
She put her hand on his shoulder and shook him. "Wake up, Alek!"
+++
He blinked at her. When had she been standing up sideways? Wait... no, he was laying down, Elizabeth still wrapped warmly in his arms. Plenty of room.
"Hi, Ayse. Come to join us? Please do. My bed is always open to beautiful, wonderful women like yourself," he mumbled, a good part of the whiskey still doing the driving.
She tapped her lip with a finger for a moment, then shrugged. "Mm, it is not as if I am unfamiliar with the concept of harems, Alek."
She slipped off her shoes and then her dress before laying down and cuddling up to his back. "And I can think of worse places and people to start one with. She is cute, isn't she?"
Alek merely mumbled something about sandwiches and grapes before falling back asleep.
+++
He had a headache. He really needed to find a toilet. His right arm was feeling oddly stiff. And... there was someone pressed up against his back? And front?
Alek pried unwilling eyes open. Ah, another lesson on why you shouldn't have that much whiskey on its own, despite the day. Wait... Elizabeth said 'To your bed!', and I... followed her? I...'
He blinked. Yes, there she was, still snoring gently in his arms, back pressed right up to him. So who was...?
He craned his neck slowly around. Ayse was snuggled right up behind him, one leg hooked over his, and not wearing very much. On second look, that hadn't been part of the dream. And the reason his arm was feeling stiff was Elizabeth was laying on it and holding onto his hand.
He was very thoroughly pinned. And now quite awake.
Now what?
[ ] PANIC
[ ] Escape
[ ] Fuggit. Go back to sleep.
[ ] Figure out how to get a 5-person bed installed in your quarters, just in case.
Note: These are joke options. I'm not the QM.
[X] Write-in - SLEEEEEEEP!7734 said:
Bed! That sounded great! And... well, Elizabeth was small, cute, and had demanded you go to bed too! And she'd just confessed that that asshole Jacob had tried forcing himself on her? You felt even less regret about shooting him than before. Very good that he was off your crew and ship for good, that!
Where were we? Oh, right, drunk, tired, still shaking, and with a tiny bundle of cute Navigator demanding we sleep with her, for security. Right!
Alek wobbled towards the bed, had just brains enough left after half a bottle of whiskey on a mostly empty stomach to remove his boots and coat, and flopped into the so very warm and welcoming bunk. Elizabeth was just the right size to be a cuddly armful as he snuggled up behind her. She made quiet, drunk, but happy noises, then began to snore. Alek was right behind her.
+++
"We've tracked down the oversteer on the port rudder; cabling was loose and the gears were misaligned in the mechanical transfer box. The vibrations in the number two engine we're still working on. Still getting that repeat loss of power on the starboard upper motor, too. Looks like you're right about the loose seals. We'll get that sorted in a day or so." Thomas looked up from his clipboard. "I could use some extra hands. Is Lucia going to be-"
"She'll be down after lunch," Alek said smoothly.
"Of course."
Donald stuck his head into the compartment. "Consignment of medical supplies just arrived. Czelawa?"
"She'll be down after lunch."
Donald nodded, unsurprised. "Right. Miss Iskandar has the most excellent ideas, does she not?"
"She was very persuasive," Alek confirmed. "Navigator Cook will have our course worked out too. We should be ready in all respects no later than Friday. How is the crew recruiting going?"
Donald shrugged. "We've had worse. We'll be able to get along until we reach Delhi, and pick up the rest of the complement there."
Alek snapped his small notebook closed. "Very good, then. Alright, Thomas, I'll leave you to your work. I have a lunch appointment I'm not about to miss."
The passageway from the engines to the Captain's Quarters was not long, and all within the armored box of the ship's citadel. It still felt too long. Alek made himself walk at a dignified pace, however, despite the urge to trot or even run. Lunch!
He entered the Captain's Quarters without knocking, of course. It was his, after all. His and hers and hers and hers and hers, now.
"Welcome, my dear Captain," Ayse greeted him with an elaborate bow that mostly ended up showing off just how much cleavage a diaphanous top of barely-there fabric could not-at-all-conceal. "Ready for lunch?"
"Famished," Alek replied with a smile. "How are the dancing lessons going?"
"We all seem to have different ideas of 'dancing', though we're working things out," Lucia said from the cleared space of deck near the bunks. Her sheer silken trousers were an excellent match for her own midriff-baring top that showed off her rippling abs to best effect.
"Lucia is the only one with easy grace at this sort of thing," Czelawa said, slight envy in her tone. Czelawa raised her joined hands over her head and did a very interesting shimmy with her hips. "Though I do find this outfit lets me show off some of my own 'advantages', no?"
Alek gave her a very appreciative look. The gauzy top that let Ayse show off let the curvy Polish nurse really show off. The harem pants let her showcase her hips too. "Just a bit, my most bountiful dear."
Elizabeth managed a precise spin in place that left her balanced on one foot and holding a tray loaded with grapes and fruits, not a single one out of place. "Good balance and spatial sense help on their own, you know."
Alek took a grape, popped it in his mouth, then picked Elizabeth by her hips and placed her in his lap as he sat down in the plush chair that had been recently placed in his quarters with just this sort of 'double occupancy' in mind. Elizabeth was a small, cute lapful, and dressed like the others in a silky harem outfit that showcased her petite form to best effect. "And you always know the best space to be in, don't you my dear Navigator?"
Elizabeth smiled back at him, with only a hint of smirk. "That's why I was the first one to agree to this idea of Ayse's. Your bed is much nicer than sleeping alone in my own."
Ayse patted her on the head as she took a grape of her own, then fed the next one to Alek. "Alek, there's something you need to do."
He chewed at the grape for a moment before shaking his head. "What?"
"Alek."
"What? I'm right here."
"Alek, wake up."
"Huh?"
She put her hand on his shoulder and shook him. "Wake up, Alek!"
+++
He blinked at her. When had she been standing up sideways? Wait... no, he was laying down, Elizabeth still wrapped warmly in his arms. Plenty of room.
"Hi, Ayse. Come to join us? Please do. My bed is always open to beautiful, wonderful women like yourself," he mumbled, a good part of the whiskey still doing the driving.
She tapped her lip with a finger for a moment, then shrugged. "Mm, it is not as if I am unfamiliar with the concept of harems, Alek."
She slipped off her shoes and then her dress before laying down and cuddling up to his back. "And I can think of worse places and people to start one with. She is cute, isn't she?"
Alek merely mumbled something about sandwiches and grapes before falling back asleep.
+++
He had a headache. He really needed to find a toilet. His right arm was feeling oddly stiff. And... there was someone pressed up against his back? And front?
Alek pried unwilling eyes open. Ah, another lesson on why you shouldn't have that much whiskey on its own, despite the day. Wait... Elizabeth said 'To your bed!', and I... followed her? I...'
He blinked. Yes, there she was, still snoring gently in his arms, back pressed right up to him. So who was...?
He craned his neck slowly around. Ayse was snuggled right up behind him, one leg hooked over his, and not wearing very much. On second look, that hadn't been part of the dream. And the reason his arm was feeling stiff was Elizabeth was laying on it and holding onto his hand.
He was very thoroughly pinned. And now quite awake.
Now what?
[ ] PANIC
[ ] Escape
[ ] Fuggit. Go back to sleep.
[ ] Figure out how to get a 5-person bed installed in your quarters, just in case.
Note: These are joke options. I'm not the QM.
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- Location
- Sydney australia
Ok that's bloody funny stuff
[X] Figure out how to get a 5-person bed installed in your quarters, just in case.
[X] Figure out how to get a 5-person bed installed in your quarters, just in case.
Zeroth Jupi
Sporadic Writer and Haver of Ideas
- Location
- Somewhere
- Pronouns
- He/She/They
[X] Local Route; Constantinople to Kars, Kars to Van, Van to Tabriz.
[x] Elizabeth
-[x] Well she took the bed. Looks like a rough night out on the floor, old man. Mayhap there's room down on the bridge. Or the guest quarters. Anything but the floor or yourbed...isn't that a sad state of affairs.
[x] Elizabeth
-[x] Well she took the bed. Looks like a rough night out on the floor, old man. Mayhap there's room down on the bridge. Or the guest quarters. Anything but the floor or yourbed...isn't that a sad state of affairs.
Dirtnap
Kanmusu Affecionado
The only issue i have with trying the aether out is that both ourselves and our navigator will likely be hung over. I don't want to attempt trying to slip between the mantles of the world above while being anything less than 100%.
So...oppai loli got it
While Lucia is an amazon and Ayse is between Liz and Lucia. Obvs our good polish nurse is the curviest
7734
Trust and verify.
- Location
- Philmont
So...oppai loli got it
Not really? I mean, Lucia has pecs, while Ayse is lightly built enough so she's a high B, low C depending on the tape. Elizabeth is middle C, not that you can tell under her cold weather clothes, and Czeslawa would have back pain. Considering the elemental influences when I was doing character design, its not too surprising.
- Location
- National Capital Region, USA
I don't think we're about to take off right away. We've still got a few days of loading, don't we?
7734
Trust and verify.
- Location
- Philmont
No, you're pretty explicitly getting gone ASAP. Cruiser 12 actually has the facilities to support a suprisingly rapid load-unload cycle, and you're not actually carrying that much for material.
- Location
- National Capital Region, USA
Oh, this is going to be a fun morning, then!
NothingNow
Corpse Wrangler
- Location
- Tampa
[x] Strypgia
LilithPrime
Shadow Cabal Team Mom
[X] Write-in - SLEEEEEEEP!