[EVENT] And really bad eggs!

[majorarc]

Who: Everyone
When: January 10-12
Where: The Ghost Pirate Ship
What: Fighting Ghost Pirates!!
Warnings: N/A

Suddenly, you’ve been pulled by your new flying abilities and deposited so kindly on the deck of the ship. Around you are hundreds of zombies and it seems like you’re in for a fight. When you look starboard, you notice weapons lying around that have some short of a strange glow. May as well grab them and fight, right? Team up and beat those ghosties!!

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Re: Avenger!

[baby_baz]

[Bazett spares Avenger only a quick glance and then goes back to fighting the pirates.]

Are you alright?

Re: Avenger!

[destructiveprinciple]

[Yeah, you do that Bazett. He's just going to... hang over the side and try to keep the contents of his stomach down. And moan unhappily.]

Ugh... I feel sick.

Re: Avenger!

[baby_baz]

Did you eat something wrong? Or is it some side effect of the change?

[In the latter case, she would have to watch out for getting sick too. That would be highly inconvenient because she already has her hands full with pirates.]

Re: Avenger!

[destructiveprinciple]

[As an answer, he pukes again, this time right onto the deck, body bent over and arms folded over his stomach.

There's a lot less food-y vomit this time at least. It's more watery stomach liquids and shit.]

Re: Avenger!

[baby_baz]

...Seasickness?

[She elbows a zombie, resisting the urge to facepalm immediately after.]

Re: Avenger!

[destructiveprinciple]

Bah, ah... Is that why—

[And then one of the zombie pirates notices the seemingly incapacitated child doubled over and clinging to the side of the ship and lunges towards him, cutlass raised high.

Luckily it steps into the puddle of puke and stumbles, giving Avenger time to look, groan at the ridiculousness of the situation and jump up to run away.]

[baby_baz]

[Staring at the pirates and the puke, Bazett gets an idea. She runs toward the slipping pirate and tackles him, sending him down. With her tiny hand pressing down on his head, she waits for another pirate to lunge over at both of them and hops away just in time for that pirate to slip as well.]

It seems your seasickness is good for something.

[Even as she speaks, she notices Avenger running away. Good. Hopefully he can get to somewhere safe.]

[destructiveprinciple]

... Ug-ugrh, this...

[Wow, rude? Avenger, dodging both the pirate that had been taken down by Bazett and the next pirate that lunges at her before falling for the trap, scurries unsteadily down the deck. The barely noticeable motion of the ship rocking in the waves sends him off-balance, though he can still avoid the piles of salt-encrusted rope, wooden barrels, and the general chaos of the battle ensuring onboard.

But he inevitably causes his own chaos as he runs; the former Servant darts between ghostly legs, blindly kicking at whose who threaten to block his way, not bothering to grab one of the strange glowing weapons and eventually knocks over several pails of dead, rotten fish. Not that he pays that any mind as they spill onto the deck.

Looks like he's trying to make for the cabins.]

[baby_baz]

[If Bazett could see, she would warn him that cabins would only make his seasickness worse. The open deck was the best place to be for a condition like that.]

[destructiveprinciple]

[Avenger opens the door to the cabins. He stares inside.

...

That sure is a lot of dead dudes with sharp, pointy swords in there.

Avenger blinks. He shuts the door to the cabins.]