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Realistic or Modern A Mythical Creature Roleplay

Skylar rolled her eyes and helped Hydro up. "No. You need to get in your bed and sleep this off." She began leading him back to his bed.
 
"No...I Am A beuTIFULL....Lady....Me nEEEED...Some wAtER"He says as he stumbels Leting hiself loose and turning around heading towards the Kitchens
 
'No...You are Cute...BuT no...Mi WHaNt WaTeR in MI HAND"he says as he turns around once againa dn sees a thermalstat as he would start too press buttons and saying "What this button do,what this button do,what this button do,what this button do"
 
Skylar groaned and grabbed his arm and pushed him onto his bed before running out, getting water, and running back, handing it to him. "There, your water. Now, drink it and go to SLEEP!"
 
Damien walks over to Hydro and knocks him out, with an aggitated look on his face.


I shoulda given him more to knock him out! 
(That moment when two people post at the same time.)
 
(IKR!)


Skylar sighed in relief. "Thank goodness that's over. So, we've got two crew members drunk, and one is ignoring everyone and I can't find him. That about sums it up to you, me, and Rex." Skylar gestured to Rex. "What are your orders captain?" Skylar asked Damien.
 
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Damien snaps his fingers as a curled up pup appears on the top bunk In the room.


Here ye go..
 
Mai sunk into the sheets of the bed as Hydro put her down. She was trying with all her will power to move her body, but it did her no avail. Her green eyes were half open, her vision swirling with colors and blurred movements as her body worked overtime to get rid of the alcohol from foreign drink. Her mind was flooded with random says and words from her father long ago. Mai shuffled for a moment. Tucking herself into the sheets of the bed.
 
It took every muscle in Mai's body to sit up in her bed, each limb felt like a noodle; limp and unable to be controlled. She turned her head drunkenly into Skylar's direction, uttering a slurred "Yyo....o...." she seemed cheerful enough, not knowing where or what she was at the moment. The alcohol seemed too strong for her to take, but as a determined klutz she found her way to at least stay within consciousness after it diluted a bit in her blood stream.
 
Mai sprawled herself out on the bed, muttering about glasses or something. After regaining the ability to speak, the drunkard began sluring a blathering ramble of thoughts "So...that floating boy...ya boyfrond? Yeh knrow that doggie is not a notmal. Dog. He is. It..He...He...las...flowers... What kind of flowers...there are flowers that come tor live and move and plrants that can hunt and be hunters due to low enverimental quilaties in the soil, a natural beauty of nature that take years of of eveeoooluuutiioootion.....their lives are like slow mo to ours, yes? Cellular struturees of similarity to ours but they do not res pirate but opposite of the respiration process as if the little buggers were meant to save us and what if My---MYTHs yees yess Mythss..." she took a large breath, taking a very long pause before laughing a bit as if she got lost in her thoughts "...Ya know?"
 
Leans his head In for a moment, staring at Mai and her... Obvious effections for talking..


MAI! He shouts. Go to bed! He yells at her.
 
Mai jumped a bit, startled by Damien's head peering in though the door. She blinked her bright green eyes in befuddlement "...olda fart..." the scientist muttered, dragging herself back to the head of the bed groggily, a little stunned by the Ancient's commanding voice.
 
No, don't use violence, we've already had one Incident. 'S a good thing It was easy to handle.


He says, leaving the room, only, to pop his head back In again.


Do ye girls have any clothes that need washin? I'd rather do the female's clothes before the men's, makes It easier to deal with, that way the girls can get their showers In before us.


He says calmly. 
Hmm, fun, we have a game room, video games, every type, on every console, even a halographical screen, It has special settings on It, so It makes everything look real. And we have a sports room In the back of the ship. Only AI to play with though. Any setting can be set for difficulty.


He says, thinking of what to do.


We also have a media room In the left Wing of the ship, any and every movie, same type of screen from the game room, only larger, snacks and drinks are there too.


He says, still thinking..
 
Mai promptly clipped the elastic suspenders that connected her top and shorts "Ere ya go~" she yawned, tossing off her clothes in Damien's direction. "Tanks.." The girl rolled the covers over herself lazily, not seeming interested in anything during her drunken daze.
 
Damien looked down at the clothes as he sets more down, along with a towel, he then heads over to the laundry room, putting the clothes In the washer, he walks Into the sports room, with a set of workout clothes and a few towels.


Skylar, change yer clothes, ye can wear these, when yer done put yer clothes In the washer, I'm gonna go ahead and grab some soap.


He says. 
(Well I gtg for a while, got church.)
 
(Okay! Have fun!)


Skylar nodded and ran to her room, got changed, and then ran to the work out room and began training. She began on a punching bag. She punched and kicked it, circling the bag and continuing pushing herself, ignoring the pain in her fists as she punched with her bare hands, not bothering to use gloves or even to wrap them.
 

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