video | un; sieglindesullivan [marooned group]

[grunehexe]

[When the video plays it is dark at first, until the piece of jewelry attached to the chatelaine around a waist is lifted to reveal one Sieglinde Sullivan... and, for those who know him, it seems that barely-in-frame figure whose shoulders she's sitting on... that's Graham.]

My fellow tempest castaways- it is I, Sieglinde Sullivan, the Green Witch. For those new among us who do not know me, you may consider this our formal introduction. It may yet be a joyous thing despite our circumstances.

There may be a way to return to the others under our own power yet. Behold- !

[Behind her is just a metal wall... but when she flips the video around, what comes into focus as she pans along it is a large vessel, near 400 feet long and reaching nearly to the roof of the dry dock she and Graham had stumbled upon in their exploration. A large gaping hole mars the hull, it's rusty and covered in the same sealife the buildings were, but... structurally, it seems remarkably intact despite the battle scars.

Judging by the damage and size, what might be former weapons on the sides and deck... this was no trade or leisure ship.]

The innards of the ship are far less damaged than its exterior, and by some miracle what I assume are the navigational and operating controls seem usable- but someone far more experienced than I with such instruments should come at once! I will send our coordinates. There would also be need for those with great strength, and for someone experienced in captaining such a vessel...

[Sieglinde finally turns the camera back on herself, expression betraying that she was already thinking three steps ahead- ready to dive in to this. Hoping it would work. Nevermind the dirt and grime all around or the threat of starvation and seaweed madness.]

It may take all our efforts, but perhaps we can cleave through this storm and make it back to the others before this place takes it's toll... I shall await those of proper motivation here.

[The video goes dark again as the jewelry is let go to fall back in her skirts, voice barely audible ("Does this mean we get to rechristen it? What do you think of Sturmbesiegen? Something more peaceful- Heimkehr?") before the feed shuts off.]

[OOC NOTE: AC Bank plot point is live! There is a potentially salvageable warship in the far dry dock! I have a vague prompt up in the log for those interested, but also you should feel free to run with this however you see fit! OOC ORGANIZATION HERE if interested?]

Comments

[dishearten]

( Sieglinde isn't the only one happy to see the skeleton still up and moving around. apparently he's not the only one that managed to keep going on limited magic. )

Any help is welcome, but try not to push yourself too hard.

( pot, meet kettle, BUT WHaTEVER he'll push himself as hard as he wants to ok!!! )

[boneafide]

[ And actually, to perhaps everyone's mutual shock and awe- ]

Don't worry, I won't! In fact, I'm incapable of it, right now! That is to say, I have nothing to push!

[ AKA: No magic. At all. ]

[dishearten]

What does that mean, nothing to push?

( because it doesn't sound good. )

[boneafide]

I don't have any magic at all! Somehow!!

[dishearten]

( well, apparently Papyrus doesn't need magic to survive. Graham wonders if that's true of himself as well. )

There's still nominal amounts left, I think. Enough that some people still have some. I'm not sure how, though. You'd think it'd be universal.

[boneafide]

[WELL THERE'S THE THING. USUALLY, HE SHOULD! He should really look like this without magic. Honestly, the situation confounds even him.]

Huh! Well, I think I'd rather be without magic, and living, than with just enough to be dying!

[dishearten]

I suppose I feel the same.

( though, he pretty much still feels like he's dying. so apparently he doesn't get a choice in the matter. )

I'm glad you don't need magic. Hopefully we'll find a way to restore it soon.

[boneafide]

I am actually a little nervous, on how I am doing without it... but at least things aren't as dire as they were before for me.

[ He pauses, thinking now about Graham's potential situation. Is he still doing as badly as he was before? ]

... Are you doing well?

[dishearten]

I guess you are stronger than you thought.

( subsisting without magic is apparently quite an accomplishment for him, which however unintentional, is something to be proud of.

Graham himself doesn't have too much good to report, unfortunately. )

Much the same as before. I don't do well with so little magic. I'm still here, though, I suppose it could be worse.

[boneafide]

You still feel like you're losing magic, then...

Well!! I'll be over to help Sieglinde with the ship soon, and that way, I can help you as well!!

[dishearten]

( help him how Papyrus? ? ? it's bemusing and amusing all at once. )

I know your help will be appreciated with the ship. I'm doing as well as can be expected. Don't worry too much about me.

[boneafide]

Oh, I see...! You're the type to refuse help, even when you need it. Alright then... I WON'T help you, Graham! You should just... simply... Tell me where you are. And what you would like to eat. For no reason!

[dishearten]

As subtle as that was, I believe the only food on the island is fish, and I've had plenty, I assure you.

( please don't make him eat the hallucinogenic seaweed Papyrus... )

[boneafide]

Oh no, there's other things as well! I don't like fish, so I haven't been eating it at all.

[Go on. Ask him what it is.

Hint: it's fucking seaweed.]

[dishearten]

( it's cool, he doesn't have to ask, he already knows. )

You've been eating the seaweed?

( can skeletons suffer from poisonous plants? )

1/2

[boneafide]

It's seawe-!

2/2

[boneafide]

... Well there goes the surprise!

[dishearten]

( sorry he is the worst about surprises. )

I'm not sure that's wise. Seems it has some very strong effects.

[boneafide]

Oh, I've been eating a lot of it and haven't noticed anything!

[ He's been too fucked up from eating it to notice. ]

[dishearten]

Really? You haven't seen anything strange?

( huh. Maybe it just didn't work on skeletons? )

I would consider trying fish if I were you. Some of the seaweed here seems to make people rather mad.

[boneafide]

Huh? Oh, no, I haven't, and I haven't been mad at anyone at all! I have met a lot of new friends while here though! Did you know there are other skeletons here??

[Uh......... yeah..... about not seeing anything strange.]

[dishearten]

Mad, as in—

( he gives up halfway. yeah probably a good call to not explain british-isms to the loopy skeleton. that was a good call. )

I think you should definitely try the fish instead.

[boneafide]

Oh no, I think I'm fine. You're the one I'm worried about!

[dishearten]

If you insist on worrying about me, then I'll let you make me dinner. But only if you have some of it yourself, and it has to be fish.

( he is so much less subtle than even Papyrus himself, how is that even possible. )

[boneafide]

... You drive a hard bargain!! But I accept!