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

should we situate this after the Taning/Yulia talk? :3

[bladeweaver]

[He doesn't know how you managed it, but you actually managed to get all the way within a few feet behind him before he senses your presence. Maybe he was too intent on watching that one transparently bid for Hikaru's attention. He's... concerned. This is the one thing they share. Well, that, and a propensity for violence.

He does sense you, though, and he turns his mind's gaze backward, sees the mugs in your hands, and raises his own, fingers already crooked to receive a mug handle.

He speaks, without looking back.]

How thoughtful of you, bro.

[ktotheatothez]

Of course. Besides, I haven't managed to completely dry off. I take it you're watching someone?

[ He takes a seat at your feet, and looks up at you. ]