*there's another vampire on the ship, this one on the deck, standing right at the edge of it, leaning over the railing in a manner that would certainly be impossible for anyone mortal. She wears a loose shirt, breeches and a cloak: a man's clothing from the early 1800's, though the effect is somewhat upset by her long blonde hair - it's just grown ( Read more... )

*here, people, have a rather grumpy vampire*

This place is excessively boring. Isn't there anything interesting to do around here?

A soot-smeared young man emerges from below-decks, running a hand through his hair and looking around with bleary eyes as though he's just woken up ( Read more... )