COLT
Well life's got a lot of sticks and stones
And a blade that'll cut you to the bone
But if you're doing what you love and it kills you
Well, you can live with that all day long
And a blade that'll cut you to the bone
But if you're doing what you love and it kills you
Well, you can live with that all day long
More fed up than she is, Wyatt shoves off the rail, as dripping wet as her, and mutters something with disdain about ships before he's plodding below deck, clearly done. Colt grunts some echoing sentiment, and it seems they'd have to cut their losses and head back with what they have for now, the mission well and truly as complete as it could be between the two of them blind mice and drowned rats for this method. Maybe she should just hire salvagers, they'd do the sailing and the retrieving...for a pricier price than this. Right now though, it sure seemed worth it.
Contemplating telling their captain to turn the fuck around and sail on to Hak Etme, his smirk and their bargained time be damned, she instead finds her attention drawn towards the vessel coming upon them. Port side...she thinks. Although she's seen it a time or two, Colt could not pick out the Firecracker from another ship unless she could read the whole name—give her five chestnuts in a field though and she'd tell each one apart in a blink. "Yeah, just getting ready to leave!" Colt calls back up, hands cupping around her mouth to lend the words easier distance.
When she finishes, she raises one in a tentative wave, especially once she recognizes Mel. Comfortably from Torchline, part of the spa day, so clearly another Flora bestie. Figures fate would show her a middle finger as soon as it could. At the remark, Colt stiffens a bit, glancing down at her toes and back up, hands flanking down her sides with her head and flicking up too as if in obvious show that she didn't go swimming to get this wet. "Had and having!" she fires back, gaze narrowing slightly as she tries to gauge the angle here. Has Mel come just to harry her like some seabird, or is this just the idle curiosity of the sea and the world? "Gonna have to be more specific, too many to count lately!"
Contemplating telling their captain to turn the fuck around and sail on to Hak Etme, his smirk and their bargained time be damned, she instead finds her attention drawn towards the vessel coming upon them. Port side...she thinks. Although she's seen it a time or two, Colt could not pick out the Firecracker from another ship unless she could read the whole name—give her five chestnuts in a field though and she'd tell each one apart in a blink. "Yeah, just getting ready to leave!" Colt calls back up, hands cupping around her mouth to lend the words easier distance.
When she finishes, she raises one in a tentative wave, especially once she recognizes Mel. Comfortably from Torchline, part of the spa day, so clearly another Flora bestie. Figures fate would show her a middle finger as soon as it could. At the remark, Colt stiffens a bit, glancing down at her toes and back up, hands flanking down her sides with her head and flicking up too as if in obvious show that she didn't go swimming to get this wet. "Had and having!" she fires back, gaze narrowing slightly as she tries to gauge the angle here. Has Mel come just to harry her like some seabird, or is this just the idle curiosity of the sea and the world? "Gonna have to be more specific, too many to count lately!"
So, if you got a fire, don't lose it
If you got a do-or-die dream, do it
If you got somethin' to prove, go on and prove it
If it's in your blood, fallin' down ain't enough
Gettin' back up, that's the only backup plan you need
If you got a do-or-die dream, do it
If you got somethin' to prove, go on and prove it
If it's in your blood, fallin' down ain't enough
Gettin' back up, that's the only backup plan you need
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
