first voyage.

[outlandished]

[ Action: 7134 Brooks Lane. Set for Monday morning. ]

[ Ambrosia was honestly expecting to be waking up in her bed on the Mary with her crew hard at work with cleaning the deck and everything else that was part of their morning routine. However, waking up in bed with a complete stranger (attractive as he was) wasn't a part of her routine.

So, she merely turns around in bed and looks at the pictures that are on the nightstand. This... isn't her family. She hasn't had children and, well... all of this is just wrong.

Well, there was no use in just sitting around, so after getting out of bed, she's going to go to the closet to start rifling through things and tossing stuff over her shoulder occasionally. Apparently, she thinks that Marvelous' side is her side. ]

[ Phone ]

[ Sometime later, she's going to attempt to use the phone. Let's see how this will turn out. ]

...what is this strange thing? Am I s'posed t' shoot it or somethin'? What happened t' meetin' people face-t'-face?

...Oh, I think it's on. Anyway...

Right, so -- I don't quite think th' housewife position is suited fer me, honestly. So, if someone can direct me t' where me ship 'n me crew are, ye'll be paid handsomely. Oh, 'n don't try t' get one up on me 'cause I won't take it lightly.

But, anyway - I'm Captain Ambrosia Gray of th' Bloody Mary. I may not know ye, however tha' can certainly change, aye? 'N some information 'bout where I've been taken would be lovely. Thank ye fer ye efforts.

[ Action: General Store. ]

[ Well, after dealing with that damn phone, Ambrosia has set out in a long warm coat and underneath it is a man's suit. She's looking to either steal some firearms or simply... liberate them. See, she's not stealing. Yet.

Certainly she looks to be too suspicious around here, but apparently society's standards don't bother her too much. After all, it's pretty much the same when she's at home - so why would she change her behavior just because she's in a new place? She'll continue to be who she is, even with society still being dumb. ]

Now... 'round how many shots will I be gettin'...

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7134 Brooks Lane: Monday Morning

[sumofallreds.livejournal.com]

[Marvelous groaned as the sunlight started to break his eyes open.]

White again. What I wouldn't give to wake up to wooden walls again.

[And then a piece of clothing hit him in the head. Throwing it off and tearing himself out of bed, he saw that things were now much more interesting.]

Well now. Looks like you had a change of face overnight, creepy woman.

[It was a nickname he'd given his 'wife' last week. She'd had a pretty null-reaction to it.]

7134 Brooks Lane: Monday Morning

[outlandished.livejournal.com]

Ye 'n me both, love.

[ Because, hey, that means that things are normal. This place? Not normal, at least to her.

She does pause, however, and turn to look over her shoulder. ]

I've been called lots of things, but creepy woman is a new one. Tell me, are ye always this charmin' with th' ladies?

Re: 7134 Brooks Lane: Monday Morning

[sumofallreds.livejournal.com]

[A comeback. Progress has been made.]

Finally. You got some fight in you. Maybe I'll drop the nickname if you keep it up.

[Though he's now starting to get the realization that this might not be the same woman that had been sleeping next to him for the last few weeks.]

[outlandished.livejournal.com]

[ Oh, there's more where that came from and more. ]

Well, whoever was in yer bed th' last time was replaced with me. Surely ye must miss 'em, hmm?

[ Well, from the way she talks, that should be enough of a hint. ]

[sumofallreds.livejournal.com]

[Hint taken in spades]

Not in the slightest. Worst cook I've ever had.

[He bends down and snatches his coat and medallion out from under the bed. He didn't want to chance them getting starched. He quickly puts the coat on over the rather drab pajamas he was stuck wearing]

Much better.

Action: General Store

[watsowned]

If you're as confused as I am, you might wanna go with "enough to barf."

[Wendy looks from her dark brown suit to Ambrosia's tan one, and nods. She wasn't going to let the fifties cramp her style too much, either.] Nice suit.

Action: General Store

[outlandished.livejournal.com]

Are ye talkin' 'bout alcohol or guns, love? 'Cause I was thinkin' 'bout the latter instead of th' former here.

[ She notices the suit she's sporting before shrugging. ] It's not me normal clothes, but I refuse t' wear a dress. Too restrictive, ye know?

[watsowned]

See, I'm thinking both. Possibly at the same time.

Not to mention that the dresses they have here? Way too frilly and floofy and all-around Not For Wearing.

[outlandished.livejournal.com]

Well, I'll give ye tha'. It's certainly fun, at least.

[ ...someone here gets her frustrations. Oh, how she could kiss you right now. But, she won't. ] Ye know, it's great t' find people who get it! Fer me, I'm Captain Ambrosia Gray of th' Bloody Mary. It's a pleasure t' meet ye.

[watsowned]

[oh, Wendy feels the same way. Thank god everyone here isn't a drone.

...captain, huh? Now that's interesting.]

The same to you, Captain Ambrosia. I'm Wendy Watson, and I'm guessing you're not from around here, if your sense of style and very...distinct accent are anything to go by.

[phone]

[bye_to_yer_head]

Shootin' it will jus' break it mate. I already tried.

[phone]

[outlandished.livejournal.com]

'N I take it tha's bad t' do?

[phone]

[bye_to_yer_head]

It depends on if you want all these blokes callin' you at all hours of th' night. I was tryin' t' shut th' bloody thing up. Turns out I jus' broke it an' made it worse.

[phone]

[outlandished.livejournal.com]

Tha' could get annoyin', mate.

[ It seems as if she's considering a thing or two with this. ]

Have ye tried t' rip it from th' wall yet?

[phone]

[bye_to_yer_head]

Troid it. Th' damn thing jus' kept buzzing. An' then someone showed up out 'f nowhere an' fixed it.

Probably jus should 'ave shot him too.

[ phone ]

[wavewalker]

It's very likely your ship and your crew aren't here. I'm in the same proverbial boat myself.

[ phone ]

[outlandished.livejournal.com]

Are ye a pirate yerself, love?

[wavewalker]

That I am. Ian Wavewalker, captain of the Dead End Moon, at your service.

[outlandished.livejournal.com]

A pleasure, Mr. Wavewalker. I'm Captain Ambrosia Gray of th' Bloody Mary.

[wavewalker]

So I heard. I suppose a "welcome to Mayfield" is in order.

[ phone ]

[secretgod.livejournal.com]

Your ship and crew aren't here, most likely. And if they are -- they might have answered you back by now. [She sounds almost annoyed, but it's only because she's completely bored out of her mind.]

And this stupid town is where people from different worlds are supposedly taken for a good long 'vacation'.

[ phone ]

[outlandished.livejournal.com]

Well, back home, we don't have these kind of things. If ye want t' talk t' someone, ye do it face t' face. Nothin' t' it, if ye ask me.

--vacation, eh? Is rum involved?

[ phone ]

[secretgod.livejournal.com]

What, seriously?

And no, rum is definitely not involved.

[ phone ]

[outlandished.livejournal.com]

Aye. Or meetin' in a bar works, too.

--aw, 'n here I thought tha' I could jus' kick me feet up 'n act like I'm on a beach.

[ phone ]

[secretgod.livejournal.com]

If you want to do that, that's completely fine.

Though I highly doubt that doing that will make anyone survive this place.