My heart's a stereo, it beats for you so listen close
"Listen up," he says, tapping a ruler against a ridiculously large map he has unfurled on the deck of the Sugartide. He's got it weighted down with various odds and ends from inside, including a very pointless feather boa that he tried to wad up tight and hope it'd stay, but the wind just keeps teasing it out longer and longer, little by little, like a sleepy snake gradually waking and warming in the day's sunlight. "Our mission is recon," he instructs, ruler in hand slicing through the air with an audible whoosh as he directs it at Flora.
He's dressed the part, in the working outfit of a soldier, all black from mid-calf combat boots to tactical pants with hella pockets and a durable, work shirt with pockets and ventilated sides. He has also arranged a safari-style vest and hat, unfortunately khaki instead of black. "We go in, we assess, we get out. This way, cartographers will have an idea of major location points." He nods, decisive.
Also laid out is a plethora of the photos he'd taken with the camera on some of Stormbreak's last days, using them like a real eye view of the charted map sections, he's stuck them all around with smaller, varied weights. One of which, is definitely a small sex toy that got left out at some point that he did not recognize (maybe it's Danta and Asta's?) but it had decent enough heft and a condensed size perfect for pinning down the photo. They could use the camera to take new pictures of the plotted points and compare what had sustained in the fall and what had broken apart.
This is, also, a completely made up mission that he's gone fully overboard with zeal for.
He's dressed the part, in the working outfit of a soldier, all black from mid-calf combat boots to tactical pants with hella pockets and a durable, work shirt with pockets and ventilated sides. He has also arranged a safari-style vest and hat, unfortunately khaki instead of black. "We go in, we assess, we get out. This way, cartographers will have an idea of major location points." He nods, decisive.
Also laid out is a plethora of the photos he'd taken with the camera on some of Stormbreak's last days, using them like a real eye view of the charted map sections, he's stuck them all around with smaller, varied weights. One of which, is definitely a small sex toy that got left out at some point that he did not recognize (maybe it's Danta and Asta's?) but it had decent enough heft and a condensed size perfect for pinning down the photo. They could use the camera to take new pictures of the plotted points and compare what had sustained in the fall and what had broken apart.
This is, also, a completely made up mission that he's gone fully overboard with zeal for.
Kaisel
Make me your radio and turn me up when you feel low
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
