HE LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVES [Open]
Characters: Maes Hughes and the occupants of the Winding Way
Content: Ah....those that knew Hughes was "dead", finding out that he's alive again?
Setting: Anywhere on the Way
Time: BACKDATED to sometime before the children were rescued from Grita. ((I'm so lame for not putting this up sooner. orz))
Warnings: Anything you might bring with you? Angst? Fluff? Who knows.
All right, this was it, he thought to himself. Hughes wondered just how many people knew that he'd been "killed" and the thought of facing them again was both amusing and nerve-wracking at the same time. His imagination swirled with all sorts of scenarios as to what different people might do or say, but he also knew that what the imagination came up with was hardly ever how things truly went. One thing his imagination couldn't decide on was if Mommy was going to mad at him for getting himself nearly killed or happy to see him back. Ah well, only one way to find out, after all, things couldn't go any worse than a foot to the face, right? And he'd already gotten that.
Squaring his shoulders and plastering on a grin Hughes stepped out on deck and looked around. He'd not make a big deal, if someone spotted him they could come to him. He'd not make a scene, really.
((ooc - Guess this is a chance for the new people on the ship around this time to meet him, and for those that "lost" him to discover he's back. Sorry again for not posting this sooner. So lame. orz))
Content: Ah....those that knew Hughes was "dead", finding out that he's alive again?
Setting: Anywhere on the Way
Time: BACKDATED to sometime before the children were rescued from Grita. ((I'm so lame for not putting this up sooner. orz))
Warnings: Anything you might bring with you? Angst? Fluff? Who knows.
All right, this was it, he thought to himself. Hughes wondered just how many people knew that he'd been "killed" and the thought of facing them again was both amusing and nerve-wracking at the same time. His imagination swirled with all sorts of scenarios as to what different people might do or say, but he also knew that what the imagination came up with was hardly ever how things truly went. One thing his imagination couldn't decide on was if Mommy was going to mad at him for getting himself nearly killed or happy to see him back. Ah well, only one way to find out, after all, things couldn't go any worse than a foot to the face, right? And he'd already gotten that.
Squaring his shoulders and plastering on a grin Hughes stepped out on deck and looked around. He'd not make a big deal, if someone spotted him they could come to him. He'd not make a scene, really.
((ooc - Guess this is a chance for the new people on the ship around this time to meet him, and for those that "lost" him to discover he's back. Sorry again for not posting this sooner. So lame. orz))