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delugionalWho: Archie and anyone on the Alcyone who wants to bug him
Where: The Alcyone
When: October 14th night-15th morning
What: Contemplations on [strike]life, the universe, and everything[/strike] this world, what's to come, and maybe even home.
Warnings: Noooot that I can think of?
Style: Prose or brackets, either is fine
Status: Closed to the crew
All was quiet for the night, the cleaning finished, the crew in bed, except for one. It was still fairly warm, much cooler than it had been in the southern seas, but they should be landing in Isla Empieza by tomorrow. Archie couldn't sleep. Not that he had slept well the past few nights, but it was less because of fears or worry and more because when things quieted down at night his mind seemed to focus on other things. He took a seat near the rail of the ship, the soft breeze flowing just hard enough to cause the waves to weave and crash upon each other in a soft lull. Clear skies for the most part, the not quite full moon overhead cast some excellent mood light where the lantern nearby wouldn't suffice. Despite all that, the normally man who normally seemed so at peace in this world did not appear so even as he stared out over the shimmering waters.
[i]"...Tenstair Excavation Team Company discovered the Heart of the Sea..."[/i]
The former leader tied to hold back a grimace at the thought. Old memories of such a similar fateful encounter he had once been a part of trying to rise to the surface. The image of that bright green orb as it glistened in the sunlight after thousands of years trapped in the earth. He may not have been part of the diggers, researchers, or even the leading crew members, but he remembered how ecstatic everyone was to have that ancient treasure of Hoenn finally in hand to return home. One of three sacred treasures to their backwater island home, the Jade Orb had marked the beginning of the end for him. Almost absentmindedly, he reached into his pocket [strike]gods know how he much he can really hide in there[/strike] and pulled out the Rose Orb, rolling it around in hand and giving a slight smile as the moonlight touched it just enough to light it with a deep crimson glow. It wasn't what they were looking for, that much he was certain, but it did leave his mind to wander. "The Heart of the Sea" they called it in the book their team so unwillingly fought for. At least that's what they all agreed the book was talking about, the now infamous red ruby they were forced to seek out. Ponderisms, though, all they knew for certain of their goal was that it was a large mystical ruby that had the power to take them home.
.... Was that same power what brought them here to begin with? Perhaps it was just from his own experience, a sort of sick fancy sometimes that the orb he kept on his person was whispering to him, but was it possible this world honestly called them here to find it? After all, they weren't just dropped in this world by some possible sea god's amusement to watch them spend their days fleeing from land to land with no hope of ever belonging here. Well, maybe. But even when they first arrived here they were given an order to seek out this gem, and with the Dog's guidance to stay out of trouble if at all possible, it did seem possible they were called here to help. Which they failed obviously since in the passed few days the journals had been overflowing with confusion and rage and terror and wonder of a whole new wave of strangers brought in with the same command. Everyone seemed concerned with wondering where it was, and how to find it, and what it does, but he couldn't help but wonder now how it had gotten shattered in the first place.
[i]"How would a body keep going if it's heart slowed down...?"[/i]
Archie let his hand with the Rose Orb drop as he ran his free hand run through his hair. Why did that have to come to mind now? It was true though. In a way, if their target really was the "Heart of the Sea" or, given the sea's utmost importance to this place, the "heart of the world" being shattered like this it was possible that the world had gone adrift. The heart was broken, weakened, not dead but most definitely lost. Given the natives' lack of concern for the strangers, their hostilities toward the unknown and the sense of dread that seemed to come through their silence on the subject, it was unlikely that they'd ever try to piece it back together with out being forced. Still, Piers' words grated on him. Simple silly phrase that it was from one of their earliest meetings, Archie did try to figure its meaning. Honestly for all their talk together this past month on sailing, on food, on navigation, on the weather, on theories of the world from other off-worlders, they hadn't spoken much of their home worlds since those early meetings. What he could figure of the young man's uneasiness was either their home world was dying and slowly falling apart, or that it was unpleasant for him and Sheba to avoid the subject so much. Either way, if they found the Heart of the Sea, they wouldn't want to go back to that, would they? Unless the wish was to somehow restore their world, but even then with only one wish, that would still leave them stuck here wouldn't it?
The sailor had given thought to this before. If there was only one wish to be granted, then would it be a round for all who helped piece the heart back together, or.... would the crew have to decide who among them deserved the wish? Their group was small thankfully, but imagine the bloodshed to be had when that time came. Another sick fancy came to mind as a voice inside him suggested maybe they shouldn't go after it at all. After all, monsters aside, and the Navy, it wasn't all that bad here right? And even with those so far this has actually been a pretty fun ride. And with Piers and Sheba's world dying, Jade and Luke's racked with war, and his own world..... The man slumped back down into his seat with a heavy sigh, and gazed into ball he held up to the lantern light. As much as this resembled the home he [i]wished[/i] for, he still had his own world to think about. And a duty to fulfill no matter what it took even if it meant fighting his own crew.
.... What a mess....
Where: The Alcyone
When: October 14th night-15th morning
What: Contemplations on [strike]life, the universe, and everything[/strike] this world, what's to come, and maybe even home.
Warnings: Noooot that I can think of?
Style: Prose or brackets, either is fine
Status: Closed to the crew
All was quiet for the night, the cleaning finished, the crew in bed, except for one. It was still fairly warm, much cooler than it had been in the southern seas, but they should be landing in Isla Empieza by tomorrow. Archie couldn't sleep. Not that he had slept well the past few nights, but it was less because of fears or worry and more because when things quieted down at night his mind seemed to focus on other things. He took a seat near the rail of the ship, the soft breeze flowing just hard enough to cause the waves to weave and crash upon each other in a soft lull. Clear skies for the most part, the not quite full moon overhead cast some excellent mood light where the lantern nearby wouldn't suffice. Despite all that, the normally man who normally seemed so at peace in this world did not appear so even as he stared out over the shimmering waters.
[i]"...Tenstair Excavation Team Company discovered the Heart of the Sea..."[/i]
The former leader tied to hold back a grimace at the thought. Old memories of such a similar fateful encounter he had once been a part of trying to rise to the surface. The image of that bright green orb as it glistened in the sunlight after thousands of years trapped in the earth. He may not have been part of the diggers, researchers, or even the leading crew members, but he remembered how ecstatic everyone was to have that ancient treasure of Hoenn finally in hand to return home. One of three sacred treasures to their backwater island home, the Jade Orb had marked the beginning of the end for him. Almost absentmindedly, he reached into his pocket [strike]gods know how he much he can really hide in there[/strike] and pulled out the Rose Orb, rolling it around in hand and giving a slight smile as the moonlight touched it just enough to light it with a deep crimson glow. It wasn't what they were looking for, that much he was certain, but it did leave his mind to wander. "The Heart of the Sea" they called it in the book their team so unwillingly fought for. At least that's what they all agreed the book was talking about, the now infamous red ruby they were forced to seek out. Ponderisms, though, all they knew for certain of their goal was that it was a large mystical ruby that had the power to take them home.
.... Was that same power what brought them here to begin with? Perhaps it was just from his own experience, a sort of sick fancy sometimes that the orb he kept on his person was whispering to him, but was it possible this world honestly called them here to find it? After all, they weren't just dropped in this world by some possible sea god's amusement to watch them spend their days fleeing from land to land with no hope of ever belonging here. Well, maybe. But even when they first arrived here they were given an order to seek out this gem, and with the Dog's guidance to stay out of trouble if at all possible, it did seem possible they were called here to help. Which they failed obviously since in the passed few days the journals had been overflowing with confusion and rage and terror and wonder of a whole new wave of strangers brought in with the same command. Everyone seemed concerned with wondering where it was, and how to find it, and what it does, but he couldn't help but wonder now how it had gotten shattered in the first place.
[i]"How would a body keep going if it's heart slowed down...?"[/i]
Archie let his hand with the Rose Orb drop as he ran his free hand run through his hair. Why did that have to come to mind now? It was true though. In a way, if their target really was the "Heart of the Sea" or, given the sea's utmost importance to this place, the "heart of the world" being shattered like this it was possible that the world had gone adrift. The heart was broken, weakened, not dead but most definitely lost. Given the natives' lack of concern for the strangers, their hostilities toward the unknown and the sense of dread that seemed to come through their silence on the subject, it was unlikely that they'd ever try to piece it back together with out being forced. Still, Piers' words grated on him. Simple silly phrase that it was from one of their earliest meetings, Archie did try to figure its meaning. Honestly for all their talk together this past month on sailing, on food, on navigation, on the weather, on theories of the world from other off-worlders, they hadn't spoken much of their home worlds since those early meetings. What he could figure of the young man's uneasiness was either their home world was dying and slowly falling apart, or that it was unpleasant for him and Sheba to avoid the subject so much. Either way, if they found the Heart of the Sea, they wouldn't want to go back to that, would they? Unless the wish was to somehow restore their world, but even then with only one wish, that would still leave them stuck here wouldn't it?
The sailor had given thought to this before. If there was only one wish to be granted, then would it be a round for all who helped piece the heart back together, or.... would the crew have to decide who among them deserved the wish? Their group was small thankfully, but imagine the bloodshed to be had when that time came. Another sick fancy came to mind as a voice inside him suggested maybe they shouldn't go after it at all. After all, monsters aside, and the Navy, it wasn't all that bad here right? And even with those so far this has actually been a pretty fun ride. And with Piers and Sheba's world dying, Jade and Luke's racked with war, and his own world..... The man slumped back down into his seat with a heavy sigh, and gazed into ball he held up to the lantern light. As much as this resembled the home he [i]wished[/i] for, he still had his own world to think about. And a duty to fulfill no matter what it took even if it meant fighting his own crew.
.... What a mess....
