Bailey, Xia, Sa'mael


K'ane told the less/non-injured to burn the thread in the boardwalk.

It's like five lines long and lots of swearing.


After Threadfall~


The Damn Boardwalk

OOC Date 18 Mar 2016 06:00


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When the fuck are they going to give up on this pathetic stretch of wood ANYWAY?



Ancient-cut stone stretches broad, smoothed by the wind and the weather and the rain to create a boisterous center of commerce. Wood overlays stone in places, patterned and pretty, to attract the eye of those traversing the strip to particular vendors. Though not the size of the tremendous markets of the North, the boardwalk's offerings show the knowledge of ageless crafters: Smith contraptions, Herder-certified animals, Starcraft maps and Weaver textiles are only some of the things that may be purchased, among the spicy scents of beach food and the contrast of bright shells and dark stones from the shoreline.

No, seriously. A particularly vehement clot of Thread has taken out the middle of the boardwalk, sizzling and hissing as it acid-eats a broader burrow for itself, expanding in surface area rather than going deeper than the sand itself. "Well, fuck me," Bailey says, knotting the bandage around her wrist with a utilitarian jerk of her teeth.

"You know, I asked." Xia tosses that out there as she has to join the whole mop-up crew. She's tied her hair back and is in her SECOND favorite part of boots, ad the first ones are a little bit not-awesome right now. :(

Bailey tosses Xia a disdainful look. "The fact that you can't differentiate me saying that literally versus figuratively is part of the reason I said no." Scored!Bailey is pissy!bailey, apparently. She's getting her favorite flamethrower together and is cautiously advancing on one of the smaller burrows in the loamy greenery-filled (or once-greenery-filled!) soil to the far side of the boardwalk proper.

"Testy little thing aren't you Weyrwoman?" Xia could totally look at pissy!Bailey but she has to point fire at the thing she's suppose to be doing right now.

"You? You're calling me little?" And Bailey unleashes hell on that clump of Thread, her face a perfect picture of DIE DIE DIE, 'cause that's how you adult.

"Little?" Sa'mael pipes up from where he some how makes it back from where Czhaevth has landed. His own injury is enough to leave him testy when he looks from Bailey to Xia. "She can damn near kick my ass." Mostly. It's happened. (With awesome results). Is he supposed to be flaming or doing something? Ehhhhhh. HE'S SHAMBLING OKAY?! Maybe away from women because women have been nothing but pains lately. ALL DUDES NOW.

"Well, when you're going to piss like a little bitch, then yes?" Xia, hairflip, shoots a tiny little bit of flame in the direction of Sa'mael's legs.

Is there a reason that Bailey doesn't cease depressing the trigger of her flamethrower when she turns swiftly towards Sa'mael's voice? It's a delayed thing. She doesn't spray him with fire, at least. Totally a win. She shoots Xia a single look then moves away from BOTH of them to work on tackling the giant knot in the middle. this is going to be a few-(wo)men job.

This cameo is surprisingly quick cause Sa'mael is heading straight away - not to the infirmary, notably, cause fuck that - from both. If there's fire, he's quick to jump out of it with a shake of a fist and glare to his clutch mate. And then, poof. He's out.

Bitch one, over there. Bitch two, over here. Sa'mael out. Fire. Boardwalk chared. When the fuck are they going to give up on this pathetic stretch of wood ANYWAY?

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