[IC Thread] Act 1, Scene 2 : Seas of Blue and Red... [Creation is your oyster]

One second Misora was lost in an internal argument peppered with rather... Inappropriate thoughts... The next, she is extremely close to the ever so good smelling captain. She wondered how she got from point A to point B.


"I... I'm okay! Just... Distracted..." Her voice carried a rather uncharacteristic suggestiveness to it. Surely unintentional on her part. Her face was beet red at this point, but she did love the flowery aroma...
 
An eyebrow rose at the manner that Misora said 'distracted', and the fierce blush on her face. "I would enjoy your company for dinner after we get out of this current mess, mmmh?"
 
"D-dinner? That sounds lovely..." Misora smiled awkwardly. How could smelling so nice get to her so? It's something Misora has yet to figure out. It's always a Cynis that has to be all nice smelling...
 
The smile from Captain Tsunami was warm, and full of affection. And it seemed to be that of someone who didn't seem to know what her fragrance was doing to Misora.
 
Misora distracted herself from the pleasantly smelling captain with the situation at hand. Storm. And a big one at that. She wanted to keep as many people safe as possible (especially Captain Smellsgood, though Misora did not outright think that). The only thing she had to keep people safe... Well, her Impervious Sphere of Water spell and then there's her Anima. Which was gusting winds as well. That could potentially stop debris from hitting people!


"I... Ummm... Want to help as much as possible, Captain..." Misora suddenly said sheepishly. Purging the perverted thoughts in her mind, it was serious time now.
 
"Well.. depending on the wind... and how bad the storm gets," Tsunami tched and gestured at one of the crew to stop what he was doing and to correct what he had done. "I likely will need someone to help me man the wheel. Someone with more than mortal strength."
 
Misora's face showed signs of a small frown forming. "I see... As far as strength goes, I am somewhat lacking, but I do have a few other things I can do... A scholar always has a secret weapon or two! I will protect you so no debris from the terrible winds may harm you!" Misora was prepared to flare her anima at any given moment. No storm will hurt her.
 
The manner that Misora offered to defend her brought a smile to the older dragonblooded's face as she reflexively ruffled the air aspect's hair as one would a younger sister or perhaps a younger student. "I shall appreciate your afforts."
 
She smiled at Tsunami as her hair was ruffled. A small blush crossed her cheeks from the physical contact. "Th-thank you..." Misora's sheepish behavior returned as she soon fell quiet again. Awaiting the storm in these last few moments of silence.
 
The dragon is far to the south as Contentious Dagger joined the flotilla of transport ships that she was to escort. A single wolf-hound amongst a flock of sheep. One that glowed greenish blue as essence surrounded it.


The howling wind accompanied the darkness of the clouds as the sunlight was left behind and the waves raged against the ships, attempting to claw them to the bottom of the sea where the caged anathema had been left by the Immaculate Dragon of Water, Daana'd herself.


OOC


- your strength 2 + athletics 4 is more than what most mortals would have and would easily put you in the fairly strong 'heroic mortal' area. As a fyi. :lol:
 
OOC:


Yay! So Misora can help Captain Smellsgood... Errr... Tsunami! I forgot I had Athletics so high. >__< Oh well, if Tsunami needs help, Misora can do it.
 
Yoran observed the sea, still wondering at the presence of an elemental dragon. It took him some time to be pulled from his thoughts and notice what was going on between the Captain and Misora. He sighed.


Noticing Misora's firm hold on the ship, he told her: "Mmh, you certainly seem to take your physical exercises seriously. I am quite out of shape myself, though I remain nimble. I will have to shape up..." he seemed to have forgot the storm.


"Oh, well, as for myself, I could try to bind elementals to influence the weather favorably, but I doubt the present circumstances are propitious to such an enterprise. Do you know who the local storm mother is? Did we mistakenly take a cute redhead on board?"
 
"I am quite surprised with myself, actually..." Misora replied in regards to Yoran's first remark. "I guess I'm more in shape than I thought... Well, I guess some people back at the Heptagram used to say that I was quite athletic for a scholar. My family always said it wasn't enough, though." She went on sheepishly, secretly hoping she impressed the captain some.
 
Yoran was about to comment that she might well need her training to swim ashore if the ship sunk in the stormy sea, but he refrained from doing so within hearshot of the captain.


"Well, I hope you are enjoying yourself," Yoran said. He then focused on the elemental dragon. "Captain, would you be kind enough to have the coordinates and trajectory of this manifestation recorded? I might need to contact the Heptagram about it, and they will need details."


All the while he tried to decipher the conundrum of the being's presence. Storm serpents were one thing, full-blown previously-unrecorded elemental dragons quite another. It was said that elementals were extensions of the Dragons' Essence that coalesced to correct imbalances in the flows of the dragon lines - could a being of this magnitude be thusly born spontaneously? No way, it would take something like the self-destruction of the Realm Defense Grid to cause such a mess, and call this thing into existence...
 
"This close to the Realm? The empress likely saw the storm clouds herself..." Captain Tsunami shook her head as she held steady the ship, keeping a straight heading with a firm grip on the ship's wheel with the help of Misora. Something that the other ships in the flotilla have trouble doing.


Thankfully... it is just strong winds and high waves at the moment without the normal lightning or rain... but that likely was something still to come, given the flicker of azure flashes in the dark clouds above. "But then... something that large heads from the north to the south... it's going to be impressive and seen just about everywhere."
 
Misora's eyes studied the clouds, she was obviously worried. For the other ships and this one. Her eyes then rested on the captain, who was obviously working hard, then onto Yoran. She did not know what exactly to think of him yet. "I'm surprised we didn't see it sooner..."
 
Storms at sea clearly behaved somewhat differently than in the Realm where the Dynasty have mastery of the weather with magitech devices forged at the Heptagram.


It is said that before these devices were invented by the dragonblooded that Creation was at the mercy of the elements, while the anathema used their dark arts to cow elementals and weather spirits into submission or used their unnatural beauty to seduce them if they proved too powerful to be cowed.
 
"Captain, are you sure we cannot pull back for the storm, and the dragon, to pass... Or do you think the dragon will be there a while?" Misora was thinking of the alternate options before they got in too deep.
 
"The dragon has already gone pass... I hope..." Tsunami shook her head as she struggled to keep a steady heading, while the crewmen in the crow's nest helped guided the flotilla behind them with a lit lantern. "And at sea, there is no going back."
 
Misora frowned. "Then we should get through as swiftly as possible..." How could the captain be so calm? Well, it might be because Misora was so in-tune with the Air that she felt unease coursing through her veins. Like a storm in her own blood.
 
"Indeed, we should," a nod from Tsunami as she acknowledged Misora's statement. "But not too fast that we outpace those we are meant to guard. Perhaps, it is because she is aspected to the element of wood, that Tsunami seems able to bend and go with the flow...
 
"A very smart decision, Captain." Misora nodded and continued to help the captain anyway possible. "You seem to adapt quite well, Captain." This, coming from a highly bred Air Aspect, would definitely be a compliment.
 
The shaking of the ship as the waves played with the vessel, tossing it about, brought a moment of silent interspersed with the creaking of the ship as it shuddered and those aboard it struggled. "Well... if you can't adapt or be flexible, the sea will take you."
 
"I can see that... Thankfully I don't get seasick... Or this would be one hell of a torture." Misora replied, desperately keeping balance. She peered off at people losing their balance on near-by ships. Not pretty, mind you. She could practically hear the sickening thuds.
 
The nod from Tsunami was pointed as she struggled to keep the ship steady... and in truth, there was nothing more that could be said as they struggled to keep the ship in a steady course.


Drawing further into the storm, it is clear that this was no ordinary storm... not that that wasn't clear earlier... with the almost constant lightning that arced in the clouds above, looking for all the world as if dragons in the shape of lightning... which wasn't an impossibility given what lead the clouds advance to the south.


An eternity later... the ships emerge from the the storm cloud cover... the clear blue skies above a sharp contrast to that which lay behind.
 
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