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come_sailaway2022-05-14 11:45 pm
draughtsman) wrote in come_sailaway2022-05-14 11:45 pm
Pirate Room Party
Who: Lucius Spriggs, Edward "Blackbeard" Teach, and Stede Bonnet, and also you? Probably you.
When: Mid-way and through the end of the Battle Royale. Following this thread.
Where: Cabin 117.
What: Stede had a freak out and collapsed. He's not dead but out cold and accepting visitors (mostly).
Warnings: General Pirate Behavior, potential descriptions of glass related injury.
Getting Stede Bonnet to a safe location is a complicated affair for two reasons.
Reason the first: Lucius has very little upper body strength and so is relegated to carrying Blackbeard's big fuckoff knife and occasionally helping with Stede's feet.
Reason the second: they are currently on a barge of the damned and safe is an extremely relative term.
Eventually, they decide (or rather Lucius comes to the conclusion and offers) that keeping Stede in a location with a spare bed and access to assistance is best until he is up and about. For several reasons, this ends up meaning that the Captain will be stashed in Lucius's bed in his and Skulduggery's cabin. On the plus side, this means that there is a spare bed for use, on the negative, it means that the cabin will invariably be painfully cramped.
Starter for Blackbeard, Skulduggery, and eventually Watson:
Once they (Blackbeard) haul(s) Stede to the room and deposit(s) him on the bed, Lucius gives the Captain a sad, slightly pained look. He's been wearing that outfit for days. It looks awful, disheveled, and now it's got blood and glass holes, and both of those problems fall under Lucius's job description.
He sighs and starts to strip the Captain with the general dispassion usually relegated to those in the medical profession. They have two of those complimentary terry cloth robes and, in lieu of a dressing gown, it'll do. Besides, they need to see about the cuts and check for glass in his back--right?
Maybe Clarke was right, you know, after the bashing his chest bit. They ought to call a doctor.
"I don't suppose you know any doctors?" Lucius asks and casts a tentative look at Blackbeard as he strips off Stede's vest. "Er--Sir."
Ah yes, nailed the title.
Very professional.
General starter for reference:
Cabin 117 is absolutely, entirely overcrowded.
It feels like they're back on Revenge at least, insofar as Lucius is concerned.
Stede Bonnet has the whole of one of the beds. He's looking a bit grim and grey, and has on a chintzy Hawaiian shirt and a bathrobe on despite being tucked snugly beneath the covers. The rest of the room is varying levels of disheveled, both from the over-occupancy and the fact that the island horrors continued for a day after they arrived. Lucius has been sleeping on the couch and has surrendered the bed that technically belongs to his roommate to Blackbeard. It's been better than a day and Stede is still out, but he's not dead yet and the horrible music and sound effects have stopped, so there's some peace to be had.
[OOC: Please feel free to just barge in, or visit, or ding dong ditch. Whichever. If you're one who signed up to be on the crew, feel free to assume Lucius tracked you down to inform you.]
When: Mid-way and through the end of the Battle Royale. Following this thread.
Where: Cabin 117.
What: Stede had a freak out and collapsed. He's not dead but out cold and accepting visitors (mostly).
Warnings: General Pirate Behavior, potential descriptions of glass related injury.
Getting Stede Bonnet to a safe location is a complicated affair for two reasons.
Reason the first: Lucius has very little upper body strength and so is relegated to carrying Blackbeard's big fuckoff knife and occasionally helping with Stede's feet.
Reason the second: they are currently on a barge of the damned and safe is an extremely relative term.
Eventually, they decide (or rather Lucius comes to the conclusion and offers) that keeping Stede in a location with a spare bed and access to assistance is best until he is up and about. For several reasons, this ends up meaning that the Captain will be stashed in Lucius's bed in his and Skulduggery's cabin. On the plus side, this means that there is a spare bed for use, on the negative, it means that the cabin will invariably be painfully cramped.
Starter for Blackbeard, Skulduggery, and eventually Watson:
Once they (Blackbeard) haul(s) Stede to the room and deposit(s) him on the bed, Lucius gives the Captain a sad, slightly pained look. He's been wearing that outfit for days. It looks awful, disheveled, and now it's got blood and glass holes, and both of those problems fall under Lucius's job description.
He sighs and starts to strip the Captain with the general dispassion usually relegated to those in the medical profession. They have two of those complimentary terry cloth robes and, in lieu of a dressing gown, it'll do. Besides, they need to see about the cuts and check for glass in his back--right?
Maybe Clarke was right, you know, after the bashing his chest bit. They ought to call a doctor.
"I don't suppose you know any doctors?" Lucius asks and casts a tentative look at Blackbeard as he strips off Stede's vest. "Er--Sir."
Ah yes, nailed the title.
Very professional.
General starter for reference:
Cabin 117 is absolutely, entirely overcrowded.
It feels like they're back on Revenge at least, insofar as Lucius is concerned.
Stede Bonnet has the whole of one of the beds. He's looking a bit grim and grey, and has on a chintzy Hawaiian shirt and a bathrobe on despite being tucked snugly beneath the covers. The rest of the room is varying levels of disheveled, both from the over-occupancy and the fact that the island horrors continued for a day after they arrived. Lucius has been sleeping on the couch and has surrendered the bed that technically belongs to his roommate to Blackbeard. It's been better than a day and Stede is still out, but he's not dead yet and the horrible music and sound effects have stopped, so there's some peace to be had.
[OOC: Please feel free to just barge in, or visit, or ding dong ditch. Whichever. If you're one who signed up to be on the crew, feel free to assume Lucius tracked you down to inform you.]
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Of course, she had no idea if that was true or not.
She looked up at Lucius. "Has this happened before?"
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No he has something. One thing. He turns his head and bites at her, as hard as he can, which isn't very hard at all. He has to go. He has to find- To save- before it's too late-
please
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It's a very terrible idea but Lucius immediately dives down onto him to weigh him down. This runs a rather high risk of his head colliding with Diana and, when he manages to evade concussing himself on her skull, he feels rather accomplished. Momentarily. The Captain is still doing his level best to break his wrist and now he's biting--
"Cold water!" Lucius cries and tries to gesture with his head. It was his original plan--maybe it would help? "And a rag?"
Or a tranquilizer? He might have to send Diana out to find Blackbeard--or Watson. Shit. All boredom then no boredom.
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Diana practically jumped out of the way when Stede started biting, pulling her hand back and praying to whatever gods would listen to a Cainite's prayer that he didn't break skin. If he got her blood in his system...
Well. That would be fun. And by that, she really meant the other thing.
She cradled her hand against her chest, too afraid to look for the moment. But with her free hand, she grabbed the flower arrangement and pulled out the flowers. Unceremoniously, she dumped the cool water from the vase over Stede's head. It wasn't exactly the most nurturing...but it was the fastest.
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Physically he slumps, his hand drops away, the only movement is of deep breathing and occasionally twitching as water rolls over his skin.