Event | Satellite | Salvage & Repairs

[ironwood]

Characters: Any and all!
Date: May 22 - 26, 2013
Location: Keeliai, turtleside, ARSHEPHELIOS cluster remains
Situation: The fires are put out and repairs around the city have begun. With life preserved, eyes turn now to what exactly crashed down into the ocean.
Warnings/Rating: Please put CW in your subject lines

Satellite Crash Event

Crash Landing | Salvage Party | Shocking Spectres

Questions | Keeliai | Repairs | Salvage | Other | Oceanside | Shellside | ARSHEPHELIOS-side | Coralside


The majority of fires are reported as under control and repair crews start forming up to bring Keeliai back to her pre-scorched splendour. This is all well and good, but there remains a cluster of debris that crashed into the ocean drawing the attention of salvagers and Foreigners alike. Boats and teams form up and head up to scour the ocean, where the cluster rests upon an expansive and ancient coral formation and can be reached within ten metres of the surface.

Comments

[candystriped]

I don't give a shit that he attacked me which he didn't, but you're the one who caused him to get mud on my dress! Do you have any idea how hard it is to get this kind of commission done in this city?

[traitre]

[ he glances at her dress and the mud and clears his throat. his tone's faintly wry as he replies. ]

I'm, aah-- I'm afraid I wouldn't know. [ about dresses, of course. not that wearing white all the time doesn't come with it share of problems. ] But if it's payment you require...

[candystriped]

[ Oh, bargaining! Stocking likes getting free stuff. ]

Some kind of compensation would be appropriate. What are you offering?

[traitre]

Oh, no, you misunderstand me. [ a little laugh! SILLY HER. ] I was going to say that if it's payment you require... I'm sadly unable to provide. I've little more than the clothes on my back, you see.

[ and his head, of course. it's hard to tell whether he's honestly this unwitting or he's just having a bit of fun... ]

[candystriped]

[ And Stocking just stands there looking very confused. ]

But you just said...

[traitre]

Oh, I don't believe I said anything of the sort. [ gee, the way he says it is just as nice as could be! ]

But-- [ and he looks down kindly at her from his considerable height] --if I may suggest that, in the future, you refrain from wearing your nicest clothes in the midst of construction...

[ no one's putting the blame on anyone here, of course. ]

[candystriped]

[ Stocking looks scandalized! ]

Don't be stupid! I want to look my best every time I go somewhere!

[traitre]

[ he gestures mollifyingly. ] And you certainly still do.

Think of it this way: the mud only draws attention to how pristine the rest of you looks.

[candystriped]

Oh.

[ Well, that certainly is a step in the right direction and she fluffs her skirt a little. ]

You think so?

[traitre]

I know so.

Now I wouldn't call myself an expert on style, but I'd be surprised if you didn't set a trend, the way you're going. [ he sweeps his arm, displaying the mostly-empty square. ] Just ask anyone here!

[candystriped]

[ just this face, Qilby ]

I'm not an idiot, old man.

[traitre]

[ he has the good sense not to look openly disappointed! laughing a little-- ] Aah, well, you can't fault a man for trying.

In all honesty, though, what do I owe you? [ sweeping his hand at another rooftop, he draws forth another set of portals. he reaches in and pulls out what must've been a circuit board (with wiring still attached) and waves it. ] The kedan are paying quite well for some of these.

[ he'll just give them a few of the less-valuable pieces and keep some of the better ones for himself. because honestly, what can a dress cost? ]

[candystriped]

[ Stocking waved a hand at the tech debris. ]

A favour.

[traitre]

Er... [ arching a brow, he lightly tosses the tech onto the pile with all the others.

he hadn't really accounted for this. ]

...Well, alright then. What is it?

[candystriped]

[ She tosses her hair over her shoulder. ]

I haven't decided, you'll just owe me one. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go change.

[traitre]

[ what an awful young lady.

momentarily stunned by what just happened there, qilby doesn't really find it in him to protest. besides, what's he going to say? he's already agreed to doing a favor for her.

he'll probably regret that later. ]