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recommence2014-09-29 10:22 pm
thequeensown) wrote in recommence2014-09-29 10:22 pm
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~Chapter One~ [Video]
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[Talia had a few days to adjust to having been collected by yet another ship's Captain on the premise of a 'rescue'. Now was a time to speak with the others that had been brought onboard the Black Tide, so that they might not make mistakes that she'd either witnessed or made herself.
Have a Herald, everyone. She is still terribly underweight, but there is a bit of a healthier look to her now that she's slowly beginning to eat again. The scar on her face doesn't stand out quite so prominently, nor do the smattering of freckles the time on the 'shore' had brought out on her pale skin. Funny how good food really was for you... shame that whole 'slowly dying' thing that would kick in around the time she'd start getting properly healthy again.
Oh well!! Couldn't bother with what you didn't know yet, right?! Right!
Talia activates the older communicator and to those that have explored the ship you might recognize the uppermost deck.]
Heyla. I know some of you, but to those I don't, my name is Talia. [She offers a smile and it very nearly reaches her eyes.] While I know that there are some onboard the ship without Gifts, I would impart that I am an Empath and a mind healer. I tell you this as a cursory gesture, as I've no wish to repeat things that have happened in the past when someone unknowingly finds out what my Gifts are and presumes that it is my intent do anyone ill. [Her expression is serious as she continues, smile fading.] I do not misuse my Gifts, nor would it be something I'd ever consider. I am the Queen's Own Herald and my monarch's trust in me had to be absolute... I'd not have been Chosen as a Herald were I not capable of the weight and duties of the task.
[Lots of pretty words that people might neither care about or understand.] Ultimately... Please ask me before presuming I am intent on doing you ill. My duties to my kingdom were as a keeper of peace and justice, not a brigand intent on twisting emotions in knots. But, I digress... There are more important things to speak about.
[She steps toward the ship's railing, but pauses to pick something up off the deck. Holding it up for everyone to see, it's a wooden bucket like any you might find in an old closet or barn.] Those of us that made a home of the Elegante know well that we couldn't leave the ship and why, but those of you unfamiliar with our first vessel have no such knowledge. Please pay attention, as I'd really rather not do this more than once. [She lifts the bucket, still in sight of the communicator. She's making a point of keeping the bucket fully visible as she holds it over the edge of the ship and lets go, releasing it toward the water. The image follows it down, down, down... only there is no 'splash'. In fact, the bucket vanishes altogether instead of even hitting the water. Talia's voice can be heard as she speaks from behind the communicator's field of vision.]
It was exactly as you saw it... More than likely, it will be found somewhere else on the ship, but it did not hit the water. [The communicator shifts to her face again.] Please don't be rash and please don't think jumping overboard is the answer, or fleeing on a life raft... I doubt you'd get far, even if you managed to reach the water. I would beg that you please adhere to Captain Rowe's rules and refrain from doing harm unto the crew of this vessel or unto the vessel itself... and that you would please avoid killing one another whether it is a permanent thing or not. [Just going to sliiiiiiiiide that in there. She wasn't certain if death was permanent on the Tide, and it wasn't something she'd see tested if avoidable.] I've no idea what the brig on this vessel is like, or what punishments one might expect at the hands of the Captain, but if there is one thing I learned upon the Elegante, it was to never doubt the creativity of our Captain.
[She offers a brief, tight smile.]
Thank you.
[Talia had a few days to adjust to having been collected by yet another ship's Captain on the premise of a 'rescue'. Now was a time to speak with the others that had been brought onboard the Black Tide, so that they might not make mistakes that she'd either witnessed or made herself.
Have a Herald, everyone. She is still terribly underweight, but there is a bit of a healthier look to her now that she's slowly beginning to eat again. The scar on her face doesn't stand out quite so prominently, nor do the smattering of freckles the time on the 'shore' had brought out on her pale skin. Funny how good food really was for you... shame that whole 'slowly dying' thing that would kick in around the time she'd start getting properly healthy again.
Oh well!! Couldn't bother with what you didn't know yet, right?! Right!
Talia activates the older communicator and to those that have explored the ship you might recognize the uppermost deck.]
Heyla. I know some of you, but to those I don't, my name is Talia. [She offers a smile and it very nearly reaches her eyes.] While I know that there are some onboard the ship without Gifts, I would impart that I am an Empath and a mind healer. I tell you this as a cursory gesture, as I've no wish to repeat things that have happened in the past when someone unknowingly finds out what my Gifts are and presumes that it is my intent do anyone ill. [Her expression is serious as she continues, smile fading.] I do not misuse my Gifts, nor would it be something I'd ever consider. I am the Queen's Own Herald and my monarch's trust in me had to be absolute... I'd not have been Chosen as a Herald were I not capable of the weight and duties of the task.
[Lots of pretty words that people might neither care about or understand.] Ultimately... Please ask me before presuming I am intent on doing you ill. My duties to my kingdom were as a keeper of peace and justice, not a brigand intent on twisting emotions in knots. But, I digress... There are more important things to speak about.
[She steps toward the ship's railing, but pauses to pick something up off the deck. Holding it up for everyone to see, it's a wooden bucket like any you might find in an old closet or barn.] Those of us that made a home of the Elegante know well that we couldn't leave the ship and why, but those of you unfamiliar with our first vessel have no such knowledge. Please pay attention, as I'd really rather not do this more than once. [She lifts the bucket, still in sight of the communicator. She's making a point of keeping the bucket fully visible as she holds it over the edge of the ship and lets go, releasing it toward the water. The image follows it down, down, down... only there is no 'splash'. In fact, the bucket vanishes altogether instead of even hitting the water. Talia's voice can be heard as she speaks from behind the communicator's field of vision.]
It was exactly as you saw it... More than likely, it will be found somewhere else on the ship, but it did not hit the water. [The communicator shifts to her face again.] Please don't be rash and please don't think jumping overboard is the answer, or fleeing on a life raft... I doubt you'd get far, even if you managed to reach the water. I would beg that you please adhere to Captain Rowe's rules and refrain from doing harm unto the crew of this vessel or unto the vessel itself... and that you would please avoid killing one another whether it is a permanent thing or not. [Just going to sliiiiiiiiide that in there. She wasn't certain if death was permanent on the Tide, and it wasn't something she'd see tested if avoidable.] I've no idea what the brig on this vessel is like, or what punishments one might expect at the hands of the Captain, but if there is one thing I learned upon the Elegante, it was to never doubt the creativity of our Captain.
[She offers a brief, tight smile.]
Thank you.