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[mattersverymuch]

filtered | passengers & crew of the redeemer

It seems we've made landing. I have no authority to advise one way or another, of course, but if I did have it, I'd suggest passengers stick to the beach and leave exploration of the island to more experienced fighters.

Of course, if you're stupid enough to do anything else I can't be held responsible. Again: no authority. It's nice how that works out sometimes.

Really, though, I'd suggest engaging with the enemy as soon as possible. Otherwise, they're liable to get the drop on us.

filtered | crew of the rage

This seems as good a time as any to take advantage. Just don't involve me. I still have a few things to take care of before I leave this illustrious company.

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[The marquis - as he calls himself - or Boots - as he's occasionally called - or other four-letter words that have occasionally been applied, it's all up to you - he does not stick to the beach. There was never any chance that he might. Instead, he makes a beeline for the center of the forest, circles around, and makes a wide sweep. He wants to cover all ground, just in case.]

[Just in case of what, you ask?]

[Just in case of everything.]

spam | loki; nebulously backdated to last week

[Loki is not his type of person, really. He's loud. He's entitled, but not in a tremendously clever way. And yet he does have a certain style that can, in certain circumstances, be effective.]

[He also has one very specific enemy, his warden, and anyone who interacts with her positively seems in danger of retribution. It's a blunt, but interesting, tactic. Which is why the marquis seeks him out. Just to test, see what he's like.]


( OOC, FOR BREACH: the marquis is a member of the crew of the redeemer. he is also a spy. just spyin' up on y'all. really he's a pirate. and nobody was surprised. )

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[private/video]

[routemistress]

'Ey there Bootsie, I thought you was dead!

[Backdated spam]

[silver_tongue]

[Loki spends little time in public places on the Barge; he'd rather be alone and in private. As the Barge has precious little space for privacy, normally that means he's in his own cabin and not to be seen by anyone.

But the Marquis is lucky today, and he's managed to find Loki outside of his cabin. He's on the deck right now, sitting in the garden against the stars. The leaves are black around him, silhouetted in the bright heatlamps. He sits, back straight and tall, on a bench. He's got a narrow stick of black chalk in his hand and an expensive-looking book of blank vellum pages on his lap. In the book he seems to have been chalking strange symbols, curving or angular, often complicated, and surrounded by minute notes. But he looks up and places the chalk down between the pages as the Marquis approaches. He does not look belligerent, but his expression is closed and alert. He stares into the other man's face.]

I do not believe I have had the pleasure.

[Private]

[lost_humanity]

Marquis, my friend [or as close to friends as paranoid schemers come] what would a favor cost me. There's an associate aboard your ship. I've just found out.