Not quite a yellow submarine, but... || September 19, 2063

[drakeyboy]

WHO: Drake, Hikaru, and the War Hounds
WHAT: The Hounds and their pet NPCs of the moment take a submarine up from the first of many sealed Avernian Gates
WHERE: Somewhere in the ocean, off the coasts of South America
WHEN: September 19, 2063 (7:00 PM to about 10:00 PM)
SAFE FOR WORK? Other than Drake's potty mouth? Probably.
OTHER NOTES: None!


[This submarine is typical Vice Military Solutions fare - that is, it's definitely more impressive than anything that the World of Light has to offer, but it's pretty average for any Keeper of the Vigil whose used to what Vice Enterprises has to offer with regard to transport.

You're all getting your own rooms to rest up in, and you have free reign of the ship right down to the bridge. You may want to lounge around in the large common area for crew and guests alike: it's got an impressive bar, and the cafeteria kitchen has been opened for your convenience.]


OOC NOTES
+ This post will both be for shenanigans with Drake and Hikaru, and for anything that you guys want to do with each other.
+ Make sure to label your threads accordingly on whether they're meant for just one person, or if they're open to all.

Comments

[atlas_shrugged]

[ A laugh. Oh Drake Badd's going to have his way with that. ]

That ceremony you did back at the Gate, sir. Downright impressive. [ He's glad not to be on the receiving end of that scythe again. But wouldn't mind another whirl with Drake. ]

[drakeyboy]

Thank you, thank you. I do try my best to impress.

[:D]

[atlas_shrugged]

And impress you do, sir. Makes me wonder if you were better at this in your heyday, or if you're in your absolute prime right now.

[drakeyboy]

Definitely not in my prime, mate. I still think I'm too old for a lot of this shit.

[Swigging that bottle, like a man forty years his junior.]

[atlas_shrugged]

[ Brig notes the stark contrast between his words and his gulping ]

Old or not, sir, I'm sure there are a whole lot of people aside from myself glad to see you back on the field. [ Brig remembers the astonished look on Taning's face when a cleaned-up Drake Badd walked into their view. ]

[drakeyboy]

Well, they shouldn't be TOO happy. Won't look good if I end up doing the job FOR them.

[Making a disgusted noise.]

Kids these days. Better than they used to be, but still not up to snuff.