In Which Howl Expresses His Feelings With Green Slime
Characters: Howl and the Fiertia crew
Content: Long Night is a bad time for wizards. Especially vain ones...
Setting: Below deck on the Fiertia
Time: Following the postin Howl's journal.
Warnings: Green slime, hysterical wizards, and rampant magic.
All was not well on the Fiertia. Since the cessation of the public post across 'Pendragon's' journal, a viscous, green slime had begun creeping along the floors of the level on which Howl's room, rolling from under the door and piling up ankle deep in places, while taking any chance it could get to seep even deeper into the ship itself. It was sticky and smelly, and it was going to take significant elbow grease to get it all cleaned up again.
It would have been an unpleasant task regardless, but at the moment, it was rendered somewhat more daunting by the fact that ominous, humanoid shadows were crawling the walls everywhere, and that inhuman noise was still ringing through the hallways, getting louder and louder as one approached the room Wizard Pendragon normally occupied. Things were calmer higher up in the ship, but down there in the midst of the living quarters, it was magic-fueled chaos.
[OOC: Okay, this is going up a little late but... it's just been that sort of day. I'm going to make a thread for the brave souls actually going to save Howl from himself (Orihime, Yuuko, Namine, and Pip) and then anyone else who wants to use this log to deal with the slime or hide from all the strangeness or whatever can make their own. If there are any questions, feel free to catch me on AIM or PM this journal (I should get the email right away).]
Content: Long Night is a bad time for wizards. Especially vain ones...
Setting: Below deck on the Fiertia
Time: Following the postin Howl's journal.
Warnings: Green slime, hysterical wizards, and rampant magic.
All was not well on the Fiertia. Since the cessation of the public post across 'Pendragon's' journal, a viscous, green slime had begun creeping along the floors of the level on which Howl's room, rolling from under the door and piling up ankle deep in places, while taking any chance it could get to seep even deeper into the ship itself. It was sticky and smelly, and it was going to take significant elbow grease to get it all cleaned up again.
It would have been an unpleasant task regardless, but at the moment, it was rendered somewhat more daunting by the fact that ominous, humanoid shadows were crawling the walls everywhere, and that inhuman noise was still ringing through the hallways, getting louder and louder as one approached the room Wizard Pendragon normally occupied. Things were calmer higher up in the ship, but down there in the midst of the living quarters, it was magic-fueled chaos.
[OOC: Okay, this is going up a little late but... it's just been that sort of day. I'm going to make a thread for the brave souls actually going to save Howl from himself (Orihime, Yuuko, Namine, and Pip) and then anyone else who wants to use this log to deal with the slime or hide from all the strangeness or whatever can make their own. If there are any questions, feel free to catch me on AIM or PM this journal (I should get the email right away).]