TRAVEL ♔ what's coming is already on its way

[moonheart]

WHO || Solace, Thoster, Faith, Phineas, Sydney, Lissa[Closed]
WHAT || Flight to Massachusetts
WHERE || An airplane
WHEN || August 15th [forward dated]
HOW || Actionspam.

[This log is for any in-flight interactions on the plane ride to the mission site. Feel free to make your own threads/threadjack, etc. The flight time is approx seven hours. Get to know your teammates, talk about the mission, ask questions, etc. etc.]

Comments

[lastdragomir]

Aside from none of this? [She holds up the book as if to say the "this" in question is everything she just told him about vampires.] I'm not dead. Or, evil. I don't hurt people. I, I heal.

[She smiles nervously, feeling Spirit trying to reach out and compel Thoster so she can change his mind for his, but she pushes it down. (Will save nat 20, you're welcome.)]

[bluffcheck]

[He won't really need much compulsion, because hearing that puts him at ease and he sits forward a little.]

Storybooks don't always have it right, lass. Or maybe you're not a vampire at all. Could be all sorts of things out there that need blood to survive. Have you talked to Wynn about it? Man seems to know more about this world and others than anyone I've met.

[lastdragomir]

[She shakes her head, but smiles at his comforting.]

No, I know what I am. As does Sydney. It's just different where I come from. My people are alive, we're called Moroi, but there are others... who are not. [A beat.] Sydney is human, though.

[bluffcheck]

The quiet girl with the- [He gestures to his check, indicating Sydney's tattoo.] That's not why she's so wound up, is it?

[lastdragomir]

She's not wound up, she's just... focused.

[bluffcheck]

Tad more focused than a girl her age should be, don't you think? [There's a bit of humor to his tone, but also a touch of worry.] Hate to see her let all this worm too much worry into her mind.

[lastdragomir]

[Lissa shrugs slightly, glancing to where Sydney is sitting.] Some people are natural worriers.

[bluffcheck]

Aye, I suppose that's true. Someone has to be. That's what all this is for, isn't it? Different sorts of people- like a ship's crew.

[lastdragomir]

I'm not sure what my role is though, considering Sir Solace is here.

[bluffcheck]

Well, you're much more friendly than that old bastard, to start.

[lastdragomir]

Oh that's not very kind. [Gentle scolding, be nice, Thoster.]

[bluffcheck]

Afraid that's not part of my strengths, lass. [He gives her a wink.] But I can pretend in a pinch.

[lastdragomir]

I suppose that's close enough.

[bluffcheck]

[Satisfied with that, he gives a nod and pats her hand.]

Never doubt that you belong here, lass. Wynn's not known to make the wrong choice.

[lastdragomir]

[Lissa glances over and smiles gratefully. She needed that.] Thank you.