Jake Sully (dumbgrunt) wrote in shipsahoy, @ 2016-03-21 00:16:00 |
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Who: Jake and Open
What: Jake needs Tequila. The Ship provides
When: Today (Sunday)
Where: Exploring, until he finds wherever the booze lives.
Status: Open
Rating: Drunken. Eventually
Who the hell got kidnapped by a fucking boat? Other than, y'know, all the people on the boat... the one that kidnapped people. Yeah. Fuck. How was he going to get home? Neytiri was going to kill him, vanishing like this just as he was supposed to start preparing for the ceremony. How the hell was he going to be Olo'eyktan now? He was 138 years in the past, on completely the wrong planet! Fuck!
Jake's thoughts were fairly predictable as he pushed himself about the corridors of the ship, checking out where the elevators were and the general layout of all the decks. And if he happened to see some way into the engine room, or a member of crew or fuck it, someone wearing a hat that said "I'm the captain!", he could talk to someone and get answers that weren't from that stupid letter. He'd told the girl called Cat that he was going to talk to the ship, and he still intended to. Hell, hadn't he just talked to a Goddess? Eywa had heard him. Ships were gonna be easy after that. Right?
He lifted a hand from his wheels and put it against the wall of the elevator just as it began to move. "I talked to a tree the other night, so I figure, talking to you ain't gonna hurt," he explained, looking all round to see if there was something he could focus on - connecting to the tree via his tswin made things a lot easier since he could feel the connection in his mind, while this just made him look like a fucking nutjob, really - before settling on just closing his eyes instead. "I reckon you're gonna have all the answers, y'know? I just hope you're gonna want to talk to someone like me."
The elevator came to a stop after that, and the doors slid open. Jake wheeled himself out and looked around. A bar! Hell yes. "Eh, tequila works too," he said, glancing up at the ceiling, before heading towards the bar.