Twilight Reaches RPG - Prologue
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#26
Zahn offers his arm. "Allow me." He lead Astrid inside and showed her around the ship. "As you can see its not the newest of ships, but she's in good shape. She's not a luxury liner, but she is presentable."
It's not that I'm unforgiving, it's that most of the people who wrong me are unrepentant assholes.
#27
She takes his arm. As they walk into the ship, Zahn would be exposed to the naturally occuring pheromones that Astrid gives off. The natural phermones are an intoxication - like a breathe of fresh aire. She is entrancing, or at least, one would think after a few moments of the effects.
Astrid moves like she is always on the balls of her toes. Although she is subtle and regal in her way, it is obvious she takes in the entire area with her eyes. She makes no gesture on whether approval or disapproval has been given, no expression to give such away. She plays her cards close to her chest.
She releases his arm, and places her bags down near the door inside of the ship, her head turning to take in the entire scope.
"Show me my quarters, please?"
Astrid moves like she is always on the balls of her toes. Although she is subtle and regal in her way, it is obvious she takes in the entire area with her eyes. She makes no gesture on whether approval or disapproval has been given, no expression to give such away. She plays her cards close to her chest.
She releases his arm, and places her bags down near the door inside of the ship, her head turning to take in the entire scope.
"Show me my quarters, please?"
"She believed in nothing; only her skepticism kept her from being an atheist."
~Jean Paul Sartre, philosopher
~Jean Paul Sartre, philosopher
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#28
"Of course," he replies. "Follow me. If it isn't quite to your liking, we can change it, especially for a more long term commitment. This is a converted scout ship, not a luxury liner, so there is a certain premium on space."
It's not that I'm unforgiving, it's that most of the people who wrong me are unrepentant assholes.
#29
She says cooly. "Naturally. You get what you pay for, of course. Really, my clientel will be small in audience for the most part. It will be a rareity I will entertain for more than a single party. Tell me, how many are on this ship?"
She asks as she follows him to her quarters, taking in the rather rudimentary details.
She asks as she follows him to her quarters, taking in the rather rudimentary details.
"She believed in nothing; only her skepticism kept her from being an atheist."
~Jean Paul Sartre, philosopher
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#30
OOC: There are four staterooms onboard the Long Strider, so keep that in mind if you want other players to get involved. Although I mentioned this before, it bears repeating: each stateroom can hold enough space for a double bed or bunked bedding. Other arrangements can be made, such as 'shifts', to increase the number of crew or passengers you might want. It's usually easier to tell your crew to share a stateroom together than tell your passengers to do likewise...
High Passengers are those who purchase a ticket for a stateroom. The married couple currently relocating to Juliani purchased this kind of ticket, and so one of the staterooms is taken up by a double bed presently. Middle Passengers are those who purchase ticket on a ship, which is an important qualifier. They usually understand that they have to share a stateroom with another occupant, and they're ok with that.
Low Passage is sticking the passenger into an icebox and thawing them out when the ship reaches their destination. The ultimate economy class... It helps to have uh, a trained EMT on hand during the thawing process.
'Working passage' is a term that starship captains use to describe passengers who work as they travel. Unlike most passengers who purchase a ticket, these work off their debt by filling out a crew position on a temporary basis.
Astrid's stateroom would no doubt benefit from a double bed and whatever ostentation that might seem appropriate. She can probably snare some High Passage clients who wouldn't mind bunking with her... :)
Zahn's stateroom arrangements I'll leave up to the Captain. As for Cihan's... well, he's not the captain, and he doesn't have boobies.
EDIT: Forgot to mention the lack of Low Berths. Actually, what DO you have in the Aft Cargo bay?
High Passengers are those who purchase a ticket for a stateroom. The married couple currently relocating to Juliani purchased this kind of ticket, and so one of the staterooms is taken up by a double bed presently. Middle Passengers are those who purchase ticket on a ship, which is an important qualifier. They usually understand that they have to share a stateroom with another occupant, and they're ok with that.
Low Passage is sticking the passenger into an icebox and thawing them out when the ship reaches their destination. The ultimate economy class... It helps to have uh, a trained EMT on hand during the thawing process.
'Working passage' is a term that starship captains use to describe passengers who work as they travel. Unlike most passengers who purchase a ticket, these work off their debt by filling out a crew position on a temporary basis.
Astrid's stateroom would no doubt benefit from a double bed and whatever ostentation that might seem appropriate. She can probably snare some High Passage clients who wouldn't mind bunking with her... :)
Zahn's stateroom arrangements I'll leave up to the Captain. As for Cihan's... well, he's not the captain, and he doesn't have boobies.
EDIT: Forgot to mention the lack of Low Berths. Actually, what DO you have in the Aft Cargo bay?
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#31
Astrid took a look over the quarters, letting it sink in. A challenge is an opportunity in disguise. It has a double bed, and seems sound private and sound proof. As she moves into the room, she runs her fingers along the wall...
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Astrid recalled Nemed looked nervous. He told her much later that hedid not know why he showed up to such a dive, over and over again, but something about her drew him there. He had seen other dancers, and there were other dancers in the show. But something about her...he couldn't describe. And the night that they met, she chose him to dance to.
He simply had to see her.
Astrid recalls when he paid the fee to accompany her for the evening. It had a simple bed like this, although not a double. The walls were more gaudy with various colors, something she thought was wretched at the time. But the plain metal walls and platforms of this ship makes her hunger for even the gaudy colors. She will have to decorate to make this presentable, not only for her clientel but for her.
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She turns to the captain, "This will do for what I am needing. What is your asking price for this room exclusively?"
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Astrid recalled Nemed looked nervous. He told her much later that hedid not know why he showed up to such a dive, over and over again, but something about her drew him there. He had seen other dancers, and there were other dancers in the show. But something about her...he couldn't describe. And the night that they met, she chose him to dance to.
He simply had to see her.
Astrid recalls when he paid the fee to accompany her for the evening. It had a simple bed like this, although not a double. The walls were more gaudy with various colors, something she thought was wretched at the time. But the plain metal walls and platforms of this ship makes her hunger for even the gaudy colors. She will have to decorate to make this presentable, not only for her clientel but for her.
----
She turns to the captain, "This will do for what I am needing. What is your asking price for this room exclusively?"
"She believed in nothing; only her skepticism kept her from being an atheist."
~Jean Paul Sartre, philosopher
~Jean Paul Sartre, philosopher