Bittersweet Candy Bowl

Paulo takes one hand off his injured area and moves it to his head. OW! Hey that was a compliment you know!!

Helps Paulson up into a sitting position.
“I know that, you knucklehead. I just wanted to hit you.”

Well geez, love you too dear. Paulo joked as he sat up.

Hey you know what I’m still hungry, is there anymore ham left?

“Yeah, yeah. I think Hannibal threw the rest of it at Icarus when he knocked him out. Buuuuuuut…” She looked at Paulson with a mischievous grin. “Maybe you’d be interested in a fish course?”

The paladin wakes up in a daze with his clothes on him, but not on him.

“Wha… what just happened? And why are my clothes on top of me?”

Smiles happily at Theresa. Yeah that sounds great! What kind of fish?

Theresa leans closer to Paulson’s face, still sporting that lusty smile.
“What kind do you think?”

Paulson smiles mischievously up at Theresa.

Well I heard that there was trout on the table, but I’m in the mood for salmon.

Theresa’s rapturous grin turned into a look of confusion.
“…What the hell did the Lady do to your nuts?!”

A horribly worried expression flashes across as he hastily looks down, Why?! What’s going on now?!

“…I didn’t hit you that hard…did I?”

(lol )

The poor archer rubs his head and gives is a hardy shake. I’m not sure, but everything is going blurry now. He stands up wobbly and sways with the motion of the boat. I think I’m going to go lie down for a bit…

Grabs Paulson by the collar.
“Paulson. God dammit, I’m going to just say it. I am ridiculously horny. And I need you in my pants. Right. The fuck. NOW. Comprende?”

Paulson stared for a few moments in shock at Theresa as a grin spread wide across his face. R-really?! Well this is an awesome-
The archer suddenly dropped his smile as his eyes rolled back in his head and he collapsed on the floor. He forced his eyes open and looked at McCardell. What the heck was in the medicine you gave me?

Calm down people. No need for this much violence hehe.

Anyways it seems like you’re enjoying the food, specially the salmon. It’s also my personal favorite. Want me to bring some more? Or would you prefer the desserts already?

Starts to violently shake Paulson.
“GODDAMMIT, PAULSON, GET THE HELL OFF THE FLOOR FUCK ME LIKE A MAN!”

She then realizes what she’s doing, and lets go of Paulson.
“Jesus Christ! What the hell has gotten into me? That’s it! No more of those crazy sickness pills!”

Gets up and walks towards Keith.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go give that ship hand a piece of my mind. Or the whole pie. I’m so pissed and horny right now I might do both!

Paulson closed his eyes again and promptly went limp in Theresa’s grip. It seem that our poor archer has been interestingly affected by the medicine much to the dismay of Theresa.

(As much as I think this is now the best RP ever, I desperately need sleep and will see you all in the morning. Paulson will remain asleep until I return and probably in the same position that Theresa leaves him in. Night all!)

Grabs Keith by the collar. Seeing a theme here?
“You. What’s-your-name. Keith. What the fuck were in those pills you gave me?! First I’m sleepy as hell, and now I want to fuck everything that moves! Speaking of which, how big are you down there?”

Please let me go… I wasn’t aware the pills had that kind of side effect. Are you sure you didn’t have too many?

Keith pushes Theresa away and runs off to the kitchen.

“Hey you, get back here! I’m not finished chating you up yet! I mean, chewing your neck! I mean…FUCK!”
Storms after Keith.

But… we barely know each other, I don’t even know your name. Please control yourself!

“MAKE ME!”
Starts ripping Keith’s clothes off.

“AND IT’S THERESA! NOW SHUT UP AND LET ME NAIL YOU!”

(I am laughing harder than you can believe right now.

But I’m done posting for the night.)

The paladin gets dressed and hurries back to his cabin, giving the two some space.

When did things get this weird?

GET OFF ME!!

With desperation, he violently creates a psychic barrier from within himself, repelling Theresa and sending every nearby object flying away. He maintains the psychic barrier up to avoid her from getting closer again.

Look, I don’t want to hurt you, but if you give me a reason to do it, I will. And I’m not the kind of person you want to be picking a fight with.

He menacingly glares at Theresa.

Theresa holds her hand against the barrier.
“WHOA! How the hell did you do that? Whatever, tell me later when I’m not horny as fuck. I’mma go find some john to ride.”

With that, she exits the kitchen.

He relaxes as she sees her walk away and puts down the barrier.

Damn, I really hope she’s not like that the entire trip.

He continues with the original plan of serving desserts, so he takes out a big cake, several pies, and arrangements of fruit. He exits the kitchen as the delicacies levitate behind him, and places them on the table.

Here’s the dessert I promised you all, sorry it took that long, but Theresa gave me some trouble back there.

He takes a seat. And tries to start a conversation.

I heard something is amiss on Siilitie. What exactly is happening over there?

(…I’m the only one on, aren’t I?)
You know what? Fuck it. Obviously I’m not getting any luck pulling a Paulson. Maybe I can find something to use as a makeshift dildo…?

(Theresa will be in her room for the rest of the night doing…stuff. Autoplay Paulson, Lily, and Dave I guess. I’m going to bed.)

(Well that was a… intresting read to get back to)

Albert walks down from the top of the ship, just finishing his knife practice, with puzzled look on his face
What the hell was going on down here?
First I hear laughter, then I hear shouting, then I hear someone trying to get every man in the room to sleep with her.
We’ve only been the boat for a few days and you’re all already going crazy.

what the fuck is this shit she says as she enters the lobby after a long day of wasting time on doom 3 holy fuck

Delilah, feeling much better this evening, heads up to the top deck to find Albert and remind him to come to dinner, only to be surprised to find he’s not there. Hearing his voice from below, she goes down the stairs quickly, her feet quickly tapping down the wooden planks as she descends.

Albert! You’ve been up there so long you’ve almost missed dinner! I was just going up to fetch you!

The dancer smiles at him.

I don’t really know what happened though… I was waiting down below and I saw Paulson off flirting with Lady Lieselotte, but she didn’t take it well. Theresa left with him, and that’s the last I saw of her.

She shakes her head.

She was behaving strangely… I’m glad I didn’t take any of those pills that guy offered, though I knew it wouldn’t help anyway.

Delilah takes Albert’s hand.

Well? Are you coming below for dinner before it gets cold?

(Be thankful this isn’t Cannon~ I’m sure we won’t have crap -that- silly in the actual game. I hope. Maybe)

“Honestly I envy her directness. We’ll have More important things to deal with over another ‘will they or won’t’ they..” Yeah Lily is most certainly taking a swig from her little Auron jug right about now, saying her earlier thoughts aloud “…What I find stranger though is how no one here seems to be able to handle being on a boat for more then a day… didn’t most of you grow up in the capital? A -port- city for heavens sake.”

She just gave a sigh, silly kids!

“… ah well, things are going well with the both of you at least hm?”

Bad i had a bad day

Albert takes Delilah’s hand and smiles when she comes up to talk to him. He starts walking below to get some food as he can start to hear his stomach rumble
Oh they’re all just kids on this boat I’d take no notice of them.
But anyway I’m glad to see you’re feeling much better then before.
I wouldn’t want to see your fur getting all messy again.
He hurrys up going to get some food as his stomah starts growling more at him
Mmmh yes I think it would be a good idea to go get something to eat I’m starving.

She sticks out her tongue at Albert.

And whose fault was it that it was so messed up in the first place, hm? It certainly wasn’t MY fault… much. The sickness is your fault too you know!

Delilah sticks out her tongue at him.

But yes, food DOES sound good. I’m really hungry today…

The pair sit at a table, Delilah up against Albert’s side as they claim their food.

Chuckles as he and Delilah grab some food and sit down on a nearby table
Well I guess if I have to I’ll share some of the blame.
But as long as your feeling better thats good enough for me.
Albert takes a bite out of some ham and his eyes widen as he tastes the food
Wow this stuff is really good.
Who made this I’ve got to get his recipe.

Wow, I’m flattered. I should probably ask for a raise since I also double as a chef.

He laughs as he brags.

It’s nothing really, but you sort of have to learn to cook for when the chef goes missing due to sickness, or something like that.

Ours quit long ago, so I’m the one who has been substituting him since then.

The woman seems to be interested in the ham at first, but after just a bite it seems to lose a lot of her appeal to her.

Just… doesn’t taste right to me today.

She shakes her head sadly, giving the rest of the bit she took to Albert. The dancer instead opts for some of the vegetables, as well as getting some of the lemons they have aboard to ward off scurvy, peeling them, cutting them up, and making something of a salad with them, which seems to appeal to her more as she digs into it vigorously.

the angry white mage storms off into the night(cabins) and doesnt appear until next morning/whenever

(going to bed now,it’s 6 am)

Bites more out of the ham and chews it quickly
Chef or not you kake one great cook.
You’ll hove to show me how it’s made some time.
He looks at Delilah who started to make her own food with al little concern in his eyes
Are you all right dear?
Do you still feel a little sea-sick?
*chuckles* Or do you just not feel like eating this amazing ham.

Heh. Thanks, I’ll be sure to write the recipes for you sometime.

Anyways, I’ve been trying to ask you people what exactly is happening at our destination, Siilitie. I haven’t been given a straight answer so far, and I’m really curious.

Is it some sort of secret information or something like that?

She smiles at Albert.

I wasn’t seasick this morning, Albert. I’m sure its amazing, but I just can’t eat the ham… its just me though, no insult to your cooking.

She nods apologetically to Keith, even as she picks up another bit of salad with her fork, a pickled beet shining redly in the dark light before she pops it in her mouth and eats it.

You’ll have to tell me the recipe if he likes it so much, though… I’m sure he’ll make me make it for him sometime.

Delilah reaches over and gives her mate a little squeeze on the leg.

Albert smiles, feeling reasured, and rufs up Delilah’s hair a little giving her a kiss on the cheeck
Well as long as your okay then.
He then turns to Keith and takes another bite of his ham
I know about as much as you friend.
All I was told is theres some troubles down at Siilite and we’re going to go check it out.
I’m hoping we get to go on some big quest like the old days but it’ll probably be some paperwor, some talks with important people, then on another ship back home.
*Sighs* It would be fun to do something as amazing as last time again.

Fun?

Delilah shakes her head at Albert.

Princess Sunday! Agammenon! Sean! Those two poor souls whose names we never even learned!

Don’t you remember what happened last time? As I recall, in the end, you were set on fire, Lord Makar lost his shield, and I had to have Carter - Carter! - save me.

Delilah bites her lip.

Its nice having everyone together again, but not if more people die. I HOPE its nothing more serious than negotiation!

Her ears are laid back a bit, the feline obviously worried.

But if it was, they wouldn’t have asked the five best warriors in the kingdom to go… McCardell especially wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t serious.

He looks dissapointed.

Oh I see… That sounds a bit boring. I was expecting you to go on some sort of epic adventure.

Still… it sounds more exciting than just staying on this ship waiting for you to come back. Mind if I just follow you around Siilitie while you do… whatever it is you have to do there?

Anyways, last time? Sounds like you’ve got an interesting story to tell. May I hear it?

(Yes you may do a “Tells Keith about his last adventures” )

Albert looks down, feeling a little ashamed of himself as he is reminded of those lost last time, and puts down his food. He holds Delilahs hand and looks at her
Well I guess it would be good if there no chance fo getting people hurt.
But our last quest wan’t all bad.
We got together after all.
And so did Liselotte and Makar and they seem pretty happy together.
…
But yes we should hope that it’s something less dangerous then before you’re right.

Well… I suppose seeing friends die is not a strange sight in your trade.

Delilah looks up into Albert’s eyes.

I know… but… I really wish they hadn’t all had to die.

The young woman buries her face in the taller knight’s chest, leaning against him; he can feel the warm dampness of her tears dampening his fur.

Its not though… we wouldn’t all be here if it was… just tell me everyone who came on this ship will be leaving on it.

She hugs him around the middle.

Feels his ribs closing in on him he trys hugging Delilah back and making calming sounds
I promise you I’ll make sure we all make it back.
I’ll keep you and everyone else safe.
Pulling Delilah a little of his chest he wipes her tears away and kissis her on the head
You shouldn’t worry sp much I’m sure you’reright and it will all just be a little negotiation then we go home and relax.
You’ll be fine I promise.

She nods her head mutely, then smiles as he wipes away her tears.

I’m sure we will all be okay…

She turns back to her dish and looks a bit surprised at how much she has already eaten, but she polishes off her meal before leaning against Albert once more, looking rather tired.

Maybe its time for me to get some sleep… I guess feeling sick this morning took a lot out of me.

((I must go to sleep in real life. Feel free to autoplay her, Albert.))