Dane: [GM] If that's everything, I'm going to move on with the plot.
Dane: [GM] The trip you are taking a long slog to the southern provinces to a region called Peranza. A largely unsettled land with very few outposts of Imperial civilization, it is carpeted with dense rainforests only interrupted by powerful winding rivers. You've enjoyed a relatively peaceful flight on an airship which will drop you off soon at Port Cadlo, one of the only real spots of Imperial authority in the region.
Joe: [OOC] Airships, the only steam-punk appropriate way to travel.
Kyle: [OOC] So we were doing it wrong before taking the train?
Joe: [OOC] Nah, I think trains are acceptable, they're just not travelling the skies in a giant flying sack of flammable materials.
Soo:[OOC] On that note, can I make a roll to search and strip GR-210 of all flammable things?
Ian: [OOC] Don't see the point. He'd probably make Danielle blow herself up anyhow.
Joe: [OOC] Ooh, good point.
Kyle: [OOC] Stop helping him!
Soo: [Kali dVostog] Kali leans back in her seat by the window, watching the dense canopy of trees as they float by beneath the airship.
Dane: [Danielle] Danielle sits in a back row seat and seems to be somewhere between sleeping and thinking. It's hard to tell with that creepy chick.
Joe: [GR-210] GR-210 sits on Danielle's lap and mutters something in his sleep about having a great idea involving her and fire.
Soo: [OOC] Robots sleep?
Ian: [OOC] Most dream of robotic sheep. GR dreams about robotic sheep slaughter and processing plants.
Ian: [Mari Shasho] Mari sits down next to Kali holding a stiff drink. "Got myself something to calm my nerves. Longer I'm on an airship, the more I think about it."
Soo: [Kali dVostog] Kali bumps Mari playfully with her shoulder. "You're bothered with heights dear?"
Ian: [Mari Shasho] "Oh no Kali, it's the flammable gasses and such. When you're studying pyromancy, a lot of things accidentally get set on fire. Even though you learn control later you can't help but have nerves near a flammable thing like an airship."
Soo: [Kali dVostog] Kali pokes Mari's glass. "So what's this then? A little extra fuel to make sure you go out cleanly?
Ian: [Mari Shasho] "Just a little liquid nerve."
Kyle: [Bailey Hunt] Bailey keeps pacing around near the door, only looking out the window to try and figure out if they're landing soon. "Ain' right. If man were mean'ta be flyin' 'e'd 'ave wings."
Joe: [OOC] And if characters were meant to have thick southern accents, the setting would have an analog for the American south.
Kyle: [OOC] I don't think Bailey actually is afraid of airships, I just think that Mari talking about accidentally burning things got him to thinking about the subject.
Ian: [OOC] She said accidents happened when she was learning, not now.
Kyle: [OOC] Oh, so all those giant fires she caused have been intentional and perfectly controlled?
Soo: [OOC] Ah, the eternal choice: to admit competence and be a murderer or to deny it and be a bumblingly fatal idiot.
Joe: [OOC] Stop borrowing lines from my parole officer.
Ian: [OOC] You have a parole officer?
Joe: [OOC] Not really, but the wife and I do a little bedroom game of naughty parolee and parole officer.
Soo: [OOC] At the horrible, HORRIBLE risk of dwelling on this, I thought the bedroom thing was naughty police officer?
Joe: [OOC] Oh Soo, someday your relationship with Ian will start to cool down and you'll start making more realistic games as well. Also, we couldn't come up with speeding ticket-related foreplay forever.
Ian: [OOC] We're not going out, Joe.
Kyle: [OOC] Well, time to go slam my head in a car door until I forget this.