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Malea thought she heard FulXar's voice. She turned around and tried to hear it again, so she could get a direction. She heard his voice one more time. "Were over here!!!" she yelled into the storm.

Maulior who had been making his way to the kitchen stopped upon hearing the announcement. Cancelling his wish to get some hot chocolate for himself, he turned and climbed up to the bridge.



Dila had been watching from afar, taking shelter under a shady tree, when the squad hijacked the ship for their use. Well, well, they're not as goody-goody as I thought they were after all... a smile played on her lips. Still, unless she got suitable transport of her own, she was going to have trouble keeping up with them. Dila looked about. In the commotion the squad had caused, the owners of the other boats had gone over to join the mob of angry people who were trying to stop the ship from taking off.

Seizing the golden opportunity, Dila ran off quickly to one of the smaller boats. For one, bigger boats meant more maintainence, and she wasn't really willing to waste that much of time on a boat. Tearing off the rope which connected the boat to the dock, Dila ran inside, looking around. It was very small, one small cabin and a steering room. There was also a little kitchen and an attached bathroom. Dila entered the steering room, and kicked started the engine of the boat. It roared to life, and at that sound Dila grabbed the steer. The boat started to move. Dila cursed slightly, wishing the boat would go faster. The Squad's ship was disappearing around the bend of the fast-flowing river.

After a while her boat started picking up speed, but she was careful not to go too close, to avoid suspicion. As she surveyed the boat more, Dila regretted choosing it. For one, it's technology was quite limited, compared to some of the luxurious ships she had been on. The cabin was too simple for her liking, it had one desk and chair, a bed and a cupboard with only one drawer at the bottom. There was a little window, with worn curtains. The auto-pilot features were limited. The kitchen had a little fridge and a stove, with a counter where one was supposed to have meals at. Checking the only cabinet and few drawers, Dila found a few tins of food, some instant food and a few bottles of water but that was it.

She leaned back against the kitchen wall and sighed. She would need to stop for rations soon enough. It would be best to stop when the squad decided to stop to replenish their supplies, so she wouldn't lose them. One problem though. It may be a while before they decided to stop by at a town near the river. Their ship looked big, and probably had lots of supplies in it.

The announcement went around the boat. The rain was thinning a little, that Karmina could tell. She made no movement to go towards where she guessed FulXar was. She knew nothing about navigation and as far as she was concerned, she would only be a liability to the rest of them. Let those who knew something do the work. Meanwhile, she would sit in the rain and brood.

Mina hurried out of the rain again and back inside the ship. Wiping the water off her face, she panted heavily. Her heart was beating fast, and she had a cramp in her side from running. She grinned to herself. How fun that had been! And it'd gone smoothly, as well.

The scent of hot chocolate wafted into the room Mina was in, and she left to follow it into the kitchen. Seeing a number of cups filled with the steaming cocoa on the table, she made her way over and picked a mug up. She took several long, slow gulps. It was hot, but Mina scarcely minded. It felt wonderful, flowing down and warming her stomach.

(Blech, some post that was. Must keep this thing alive.)

[I'm bored, I admit.]

As the rain began to pour less heavily, Karmina turned her head towards the sky and leaned back agains tthe crates, closing her eyes. Once again she was enveloped in that fearful darkness, but she forced herself to breathe normally. She had never been scared of the dark before, so less than a day of being in the dark should not hurt her. As the seconds went by, she felt a little calmer.

At least now she knew something about the dark, she decided. Her other senses had certainly been enhanced during that short period of time and she thought it would be a good idea to try and use them more instead of her eyesight.

The rain was hard and pattering, the wooden floors wet and slippery, and she could smell a deep, rich chocolate coming her way. She also knew that there was hot chocolate because she had heard voices talking about it. The thought of warmth and a sweet taste in her mouth appealed to her. She would go in now and get some for herself; she had been out in the rain long enough.

Just as she was about to get up, a sound caught her ears. Below the hammering of the raindrops and the light chatter she could hear, there was a chugging sound. The engine, perhaps? She stood up and leaned over the side in an attempt to hear better. It seemed to be the engine, although this engine did sound a lot louder than the previous one. Another boat, perhaps?

Karmina peered out towards where they had come from, trying to make out if anyone was following them. It was possible people were going to come after them to save the boat. She could see nothing at all, for the rain blocked her view. Deciding it was her imagination, she went into the cabin. They were making good progress, so if anything came out of the mysterious chugging noise, they could easily put on speed.

Giving up on navigational help, FulXar set the autopilot on the ship and stepped out into the rain. Whistling loudly, he watched as Falah burst through the cloud layer and flew through the rain to him. Pulling out his trainer orb, he waited until the roc landed on his outstretched arm and then deactivated the orb. Walking back into the cabin, he looked around the water quickly then focused on the map of the waterways tacked to a board next to the captain's chair. 'This should be interesting...' he thought.

Maulior reached the bridge, apparently a little too late, as he found the ship on auto-pilot. He slowly headed to FulXar.

'Where are we heading now?' he asked.

[Writer's Block. Blargh.]

((To clarify, Merlin is taken down. Sorry about my abscence, I am very gratefull however that I still may play in this rp. Right now I have quickly re-read everything. The characters are very deep and interesting. Good writing also.))

A boat, of medium size compared to sea faring vessels and maybe quite large for a river-ship, darted over the small waves of the river track. The river was being crossed by a small, but long bridge. Wood, covered by detailed craftings, made the bridge an exotic building in this natural area.

It was even more odd, that if one looked closer, no road ran to it, or from it. But of course, no passenger drifting on a boat would notice this, since the shores were quite high, obscuring any direct land from view.

Elaborate, beautifull and deadly. A trap.

A figure, standing between the trees, dressed in an armor that looked nearly black, was watching the new arrivals.

Should he warn them?

But they stole. They are sinners. Thieves.

Yes, but do they deserve dead for this?

[Hmm, so does that mean Merlin isn't ever going to reappear again? =P ]

Tiherih heaved himself up and leaped surprisingly agilely onto the side of the ship, where he wobbled dangerously for a while, his weight threatening to throw him off, before he landed heavily on his stomach on the deck. Most undignified.

Tiherih got up, the water weighing him down considerably. He looked around. Nobody was in sight. He looked down at himself. His clothes were soaked, as was his skin. Tiherih murmured a few magic words under his breath. A slight warmth came into his body.

He stood there for a few seconds as he felt his energy quickly returning. His long fingers curled and uncurled. Then he threw himself up and landed on the roof of the cabin with a loud thud.

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Menai was huddled in a chair inside the cabin, sipping her hot chocolate. So. They had done it. Even if everybody had ignored her question about the flow of the river so many times. No going back now if it went in the wrong direction. She leant her head back and closed her eyes. An odd sensation came to her body, and then went away in a fraction of a second. When Menai's eyes reopened, they were not warm and bright. On the contrary, they gleamed with an icy coldness. Stupid people for not answering her question. She had asked so many times. Was she worth so little to them that they barely acknowledged her?

She set her mug down and stood up. The chair fell down and clattered on the wooden floor. These people she had to work with ... were so hopeless. They couldn't even be bothered to answer the question of a team member. Because none of them knew the answer. Hopeless people.

A thud on the roof caught her attention. She looked up at the ceiling.

Karmina came in, dripping with the wet and cold.

Ignoring the fact that she was soaked to the skin, she grabbed the cleanest mug closest to her and began to prepare some hot chocolate for herself. A thudding noise caught at her ears. Was it anything to do with the engine she had thought she had heard earlier?

Glancing upwards, she continued adding two spoons too many of sugar to her chocolate. Stirring it all with hot water, she looked at the others. It was hard to tell what everyone was thinking; their faces were mostly turned away from her anyway.

"A bird seems to have landed on the roof," she remarked quietly.

Without saying another word, she picked up the rucksack she had thrown carelessly onto the floor before making her chocolate and walked through some doors in search of a cabin where she could make her rest. Perhaps there would be towels on board the ship, although she wasn't about to get her hopes up.

She sipped the mug of chocolate and made a face. Too sweet.

((sorry I haven't been posting, technical difficitlies with life ya know?.
I can't post now as welll(to late).
But I will post this weekend!

Dang I'm lost....can I just asume I'm on the boat when I can post?
back tracking would be rather eh...borning anyways.))

Looking up at Maulior, FulXar shrugged. "Downstream," he said, pointing at the map. "I'm not sure beyond that where to go, but i figured I'd keep us off the rocks and outta the weeds while we go there." he continued. "Any suggestions?"

Maulior raised an eyebrow.

'Downstream? If we're headed towards the mountains, shouldn't it be the opposite direction? The river flows from the mountain, after all. Should we-' he was cut off by a thump above. Maulior looked up, suspicious.