Itchy get's his fuzzy butt on the ship!
(OOC - Anyone can join in... I'm just getting the fuzzy one on the ship while I try to do homework. It's Thursday, Late afternoon.)
Itchy stood on the dock and waved good bye to his parents as their ship was pulling out of port. Anni and James waved back to their son and nibbled each other.
Itchy stopped waving and scratched at his forearm, he looked down at his luggage and sighed. His parents had been in such a hurry to go on their "second honeymoon" that they hadn't stayed to help Itchy drag the two large trunks of equipment and personal belongings to the Etherium. Fortunately for Itchy one of the large chests had wheels - they may not have spun like they should have but they where better than nothing. So Itchy dragged the two large trunks through the street, straining as the wheels snagged on cracks in the pavement and other small objects that where laying in the street.
He knew where the Etherium was, Pendragon had shown him around the ship not too long ago. He hadn't met any of the crew yet, and he was nervous that they wouldn't like him. He paused to look at the Etherium from the docks before dragging his equipment aboard, it was quite an impressive ship. He noticed that he had been scratching his arm again and stopped, he painstakingly started to drag his belonging on to the ship, struggling with the unwieldy weight. Just before he got his things on the deck they snagged on something. Itchy pulled hard but it didn't budge, he nimbly darted over his things and tried to push. The trunk finally came loose and plunked on to the deck, Itchy as well landed on his bottom with a soft thud. He squeaked to himself and gave the trunk a dirty look. Just then he noticed a shadow fall over him, he looked up to see who or what it was.
Itchy stood on the dock and waved good bye to his parents as their ship was pulling out of port. Anni and James waved back to their son and nibbled each other.
Itchy stopped waving and scratched at his forearm, he looked down at his luggage and sighed. His parents had been in such a hurry to go on their "second honeymoon" that they hadn't stayed to help Itchy drag the two large trunks of equipment and personal belongings to the Etherium. Fortunately for Itchy one of the large chests had wheels - they may not have spun like they should have but they where better than nothing. So Itchy dragged the two large trunks through the street, straining as the wheels snagged on cracks in the pavement and other small objects that where laying in the street.
He knew where the Etherium was, Pendragon had shown him around the ship not too long ago. He hadn't met any of the crew yet, and he was nervous that they wouldn't like him. He paused to look at the Etherium from the docks before dragging his equipment aboard, it was quite an impressive ship. He noticed that he had been scratching his arm again and stopped, he painstakingly started to drag his belonging on to the ship, struggling with the unwieldy weight. Just before he got his things on the deck they snagged on something. Itchy pulled hard but it didn't budge, he nimbly darted over his things and tried to push. The trunk finally came loose and plunked on to the deck, Itchy as well landed on his bottom with a soft thud. He squeaked to himself and gave the trunk a dirty look. Just then he noticed a shadow fall over him, he looked up to see who or what it was.