Aurelia
and that the world is always our fault
when we did nothing, how did we do wrong?
when we did nothing, how did we do wrong?
Aurelia gives a quiet chuckle in response to the crewmate's and Jack's banter but, she keeps a snarky comment of 'don't get your panties in a wad' to herself. When the crewman introduces himself, Aurelia takes in the information gladly. It was a bit refreshing to get to know some of the people she'd be working rather closely with for... an indefinite amount of time. "Zeph. I'm Aurelia... happy to help," she offered the sentiment in good nature.
She was a bit more satisfied with how things were going on the handy side of things as they started working together. When Zeph directed her where to start, she was quick to get it done. There were no complaints about it being difficult or shitty. With a little hammering there, a whole lot of eyeballing measurements, and a bunch of nails, the ship was starting to look no worse for wear.
Aurelia had just stepped back to admire their handywork when she heard Jack start yelling. Turning, she headed back over - though she walked a bit carefully since the deck was freshly mopped. Squinting up in the direction that Jack was looking, she quickly found the source of distress. The redhaired girl was having a hard time of convincing those... things.. to leave their newly-found nest.
Before Aurelia could say anything, she heard a whoosh from behind. When she looked to where it was coming from, she realized that the burly man she'd seen earlier was actually controlling the air currents. Wind magic.
"Well, someone's gotta get up there and help her," Aurelia muttered - more to herself than Jack or Zeph - before this guy makes her fall right down. Heaving herself up the rope ladder as quickly as she could, Aurelia reached the crow's nest and hoisted herself up into it.
Once she was there, she made herself known - and she attempted to make herself scary. She snapped, "Go on, get out of here!" she reached for a pair that were preoccupied with harassing the girl and her... strange... pumpkin? What? Anyway.
Aurelia aimed to grab the wyrms by their tails as they swarmed to Melita. She could snag one in each hand; they were small enough. If she was able to manage that, she would swing them out of the crow's nest without much thought.
She was a bit more satisfied with how things were going on the handy side of things as they started working together. When Zeph directed her where to start, she was quick to get it done. There were no complaints about it being difficult or shitty. With a little hammering there, a whole lot of eyeballing measurements, and a bunch of nails, the ship was starting to look no worse for wear.
Aurelia had just stepped back to admire their handywork when she heard Jack start yelling. Turning, she headed back over - though she walked a bit carefully since the deck was freshly mopped. Squinting up in the direction that Jack was looking, she quickly found the source of distress. The redhaired girl was having a hard time of convincing those... things.. to leave their newly-found nest.
Before Aurelia could say anything, she heard a whoosh from behind. When she looked to where it was coming from, she realized that the burly man she'd seen earlier was actually controlling the air currents. Wind magic.
"Well, someone's gotta get up there and help her," Aurelia muttered - more to herself than Jack or Zeph - before this guy makes her fall right down. Heaving herself up the rope ladder as quickly as she could, Aurelia reached the crow's nest and hoisted herself up into it.
Once she was there, she made herself known - and she attempted to make herself scary. She snapped, "Go on, get out of here!" she reached for a pair that were preoccupied with harassing the girl and her... strange... pumpkin? What? Anyway.
Aurelia aimed to grab the wyrms by their tails as they swarmed to Melita. She could snag one in each hand; they were small enough. If she was able to manage that, she would swing them out of the crow's nest without much thought.
and I've been thinking that when we thought
the world would break us, that we weren't wrong
the world would break us, that we weren't wrong
