forum Space Steampunk!!!! (Closed 4/4)

Started August 31, 2019 by @Shadow_Knight group

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Zav stared at the young woman with her arm around his shoulders, and raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, why not. You got a room?" He replied. He knew exactly what she was trying to do. He wasn't going to let her con her way onto the ship, but he wasn't going to pass up a good time, either. Long as she didn't want him to shapeshift into something really weird to accomplish it. He preferred to stay humanoid.

Charlotte hummed, batting her eyelashes at him. ”I can get one… but I’ll need something from you…” she brushed her lips against his cheek, not quite kissing yet. She ran her fingers through his hair as her tail slowly ran up his spine. ”And I'm not talking about money here, sailor.” She smirked devilishly.

Yaver grinned, taking a seat on a barrel in the lower deck. She swung her bag onto her lap before opening it to check her items. Luckily, everything was still intact. She heaved a sigh of relief and opened her spellbook, re-reading over the list of ingredients she needed to collect on the trip. Hopefully wherever this ship was going, she could find the reagents.
Before she got very far in the book, she felt another presence. The presence of someone who also wasn't given permission to board this ship. She froze, her eyes scanning the room, wondering if there really was someone here, or if she was just paranoid.

"Mm, and what are you going to need?" He asked, looking down at her and raising his eyebrows slightly. "If you want me to shapeshift into tentacles or some shit like that, I'm out." He warned. "I don't do that. Ever." He stiffened slightly as he felt her tail brush up his spine.

She raised a brow in surprise at his comment about shapeshifting. ”That would make you a Sha'liss then? I wasn't expecting that… But don't worry that’s not what I had in mind.” Charlotte reassured, pressing herself against him, giving him ample view of her assets. ”What I am asking for is actually very simple, Captain. If you say yes, I promise you won't regret it. If you say no, however…” She smirked pulling away slightly.

He gestured to the golden rings in his eyes. "Yes, Sha'liss." He replied. He cleared his throat slightly, eyes dipping down for a moment, then back to her face as a light smirk darted across his features. "Oh? And what would this very simple thing be? And can I have a name to call you?" He replied, looking at her.

”You can call me Charlotte if you like. And may I ask what your name is, Captain?” She winked beginning to circle him, keeping her tail and fingers trailing against him. ”All I'm asking for is a little ride on your magnificent vessel. To the next port, next system… the other side of the Galaxy, if you’d like. I'm not picky about where you drop me off. You’ll find I can be very handy just about anywhere you need me.” she purred.

Yaver wanted to ignore the strange feeling that someone else was in the room, but her curiosity got the better of her. She stood up in a huff, taking a few steps around the room before looking behind this and that. Just before she was going to give up, she caught the eye of someone, and she nearly jumped. She didn't want to be invasive, but she took a curious step closer as she leaned her head forward. Yaver spoke with a soft, but low pitched voice.
"Are you a stow-away too?"

He nodded. "Alright, Charlotte, then." He thought for a moment. "I'm not sure I can take on a passenger. My ship doesn't have much room for passengers." In truth, he needed a damned crew. He had the ship, but needed more than just himself to run it.

”I’m willing to work for you if you let me on.” she bargained, dropping the flirting for now. ”I’m a fast learner and very good with my hands. Anything you need me to do onboard and I'll do it.” Charlotte wasn't going to beg if she could avoid it, but more than anything she wanted off this planet.

(Sorry! I passed out!)

Delila whipped around and took a few steps backward when someone called out to her but when doing so her hat flew off, reveling her eye. She quickly scooped it up. "No," She lied. "I-I was sent to check on the ship," She stared at the floor and not at Yaver.

Zav thought for a moment. He knew nothing about her, but then again, there was nothing of value aboard the ship anyway. And he did need a crew…so why not? "Sure." He replied. "Captain Zavace Cylor." He introduced himself.

Charlotte gave Zavace a beaming smile, her tail swaying happily as a hidden tension left her shoulders. ”An honor to be part of your crew, Captain Cylor. What are your orders?” She really couldn't wait to get started.

Zav smiled. "First off, call me Zavace or Zav." He replied. "Second, do you have any bags you need to get to bring aboard?"

Charlotte nodded with a chuckle. ”Ok Zav. I only have the one bag.” she gestured to the duffel she had over her shoulder. ”Which ship is yours?”

He tipped his head slightly in the direction of his ship. "This way." He started walking, leading her to a slightly beat up ship, that was still somehow grand. It was older, and of middling size. "Here she is." He smiled slightly.

Charlotte smiled as they approached the ship. ”She’s beautiful, Zav. What do you call her?” She didn't care about the age or size of the ship. It was beautiful to her because of the freedom it was promising her as soon as they left port. She wasn't completely clueless about ships, so when she saw the slight damage to it she smirked, knowing the Captain had been lying about the space on board.

Yaver caught a glimpse of the girl's eye, and she tried not to stare, but she watched carefully as the girl grabbed the hat back quickly. Yaver leaned sideways, gazing behind the stranger.
"You were sent to check…" she studied the wall behind the girl. "…the walls?"
Yaver lifted a gentle hand, blinking slowly. "Listen, I'm not here to rat you out or anything. We're kind of in the same situation here."

"You're checking the ship out for departure?" Delila asked. After being a stowaway for awhile she learned if you create a story or lie then you need to stick with it.
There were rules to being a stowaway she had learned. Number one, never ask someone if they are a stowaway. Use the code word. Number two, Never admit to being a stowaway. The military would try to get you to out yourself as a stowaway. Don't. Number three, if there is another stowaway on the ship, help them. You're in this together.
Delila shuffled a bit. "If this isn't your ship then I'd suggest you leave." She said as she stood up a little straighter.

Yaver shuffled, fidgeting her thumbs as she looks down to the wood floor.
"I…can't. I can't leave."
Yaver wanted to hold back from admitting her actual situation, but she felt like she could trust this person. Then again, she's felt that about a lot of people that proved her wrong.
"I'm in a bit of trouble," she utters, "I promise I won't cause any trouble on the ship. I just need a ride. You won't even notice me."

(Hey guys! Just finished the outfit for Yaver!!
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(oml thats ADORABLE I LOVE IT)

"Hm? Oh. She's the Äkenarion." He replied with a smile. "Thank you." He tapped a code into the door, and it hissed softly as it opened. He frowned slightly, thinking he could hear… voices? Was there someone inside?