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Lucy

Lucy yawned and stretched her body, mentally preparing to leave the warmth of her bed. She would much rather just continue sleeping and dreaming, but she had to make money – this room wasn’t exactly cheap and her secret stash of coins for worse days was growing rather slowly.

She cleaned herself, brushed her hair and carefully dressed, tying the corset as tight as possible. When she was finally satisfied with her visage, she cleaned up her room. It was a smaller room than the rest in the inn, but while the others were shared by at least two people, this one was only for her. It would be quite hard to do business in a shared room. Lulu giggled at the idea. Could be fun though.

Finally, everything looked prepared and Lucy could head downstairs. It wasn’t extremely busy yet, just a few regulars and two or three newcomers. Angle already tended to a large dark-skinned man at the bar. He looked rich, but Lucy thought she should probably avoid him, there was something in his eyes that made him look hungry and dangerous. There are professions where you must be extra careful about who you pick as a customer and LuLu’s was one of them.

She had heard Art yelling something about food, so for now she just sat at a table alone, deciding to wait for food first. Some of the regulars whistled and shouted at her. “LuLu, my love! Come here drink with us. My lap is much more comfortable than that chair!”

Lucy just grinned. “As if you could afford that.”
So we are talking about basically any civilizations of reasonably humanoid or artificial creatures, living in high-tech artificial worlds floating around in space? What level of civilization do you have in mind specifically - modern, medieval, some postapocalyptic Mad Max-like thing or it is just up to us?
The worlds are self-repairing or do they need some maintenance from their inhabitants? That would be pretty hard to do for some of the more primitive nations.
Yarri froze when she heard the captain’s announcement. ‘Stupid ships. Stupid sea. Did he mean the ship would TIP OVER?!’ She could swim, but for how long? There was nothing around for miles and miles, except maybe for some hungry things in the water, so they probably wouldn’t have to be swimming for long. She took Shaela to the cabin and frowned at the life jacket. No way she was going to put ‘that’ on.

Shaela could swim too – she seemed to avoid it whenever she could, but she wouldn’t drown, at least not right away. The captain said something about escape vessels, Yarri hoped that there is enough space for everyone, the ship seemed rather crowded. ‘Maybe the hunters will drown,’ she thought with a small smile. It would be at least a small satisfaction.

Yarri and Shaela sat together on the ground in the cabin’s corner. “Sorry I dragged you into this,” Yarri whispered and scratched the cougar behind her ear. Shaela looked up to her, licked her face and Yarri giggled. “Yea, I love you too. But don’t tell anyone, I have a reputation to maintain.”

She wondered about how there could be such a big wave. There was no storm, the wind was rather mild, there were almost no clouds in sight from what she could remember. She growled quietly. In the history of bad ideas, getting on this dumb thing was the obvious winner.
I think we are waiting for other RPers' responses or at least @SanaChan?
Yarri just raised an eyebrow when the man talked about Shaela as a ‘cool pet’, remembering some of the fights they have been in. Where her ‘pet’ ripped a man’s throat open. But here apparently she was just a big cuddly cat. Perhaps it was for the best. Yarri didn’t want to have any problems or to draw unnecessary attention.

‘Not sort of the person that usually does this? Have you looked into the mirror lately?’ she thought, almost laughing. “I’m Yarri,” she said. ‘Why am I even talking to him?’ But once she started, it was surprisingly hard to stop. “I’m not a fan of big cities, or ships for that matter. It’s just a way to get from one place to another fast enough.” ‘Especially when the hunters are after you.’

The truth is, she didn’t actually know what she would do when they reach Galloway. She never planned ahead much; she just hoped there would be some woods or a jungle nearby where she could get lost and just run around, hunting and hiding from people. Altough as the world became more and more civilized, this was much harder thing to do – jungles and forests slowly disappearing, every piece of land belonging to someone. And people didn’t like when someone hunted on ‘their’ land.

She was even considering asking Ethan what kind of job he is up to and if he needed some help, for a proper payment of course, when stronger blow of the wind moved his cloak away from his shoulder. Yarri had to bite her lip not to growl on the man. He was one of them! She quickly looked around, but for now they seemed to be alone on this part of the ship. For a split second, Yarri considered killing him. Just a quick move with a knife and the body would fall overboard. No one would notice. But… he was just a kid. She hated his kind, but they weren’t here after her. She decided to be as inconspicuous as possible from now on. ‘As if that is going to work in your case,’ she laughed to herself. “I think I'm going to look for my... pet," she said.
@The Narrator I hope this actually gets launched because I got really bored today and finished my tribe. By the way if you are looking for a good map generator, I suggest taking a look on https://inkarnate.com/ - it is rather simple and intuitive map tool which lets you create all the basic things a map needs.
@Pascal I think I will survive that. But you are absolutely right about having feelings like that at least once a month
@Pascal Why in the world should I be offended :)
By the way @Vena Sera, would Ethan have his hunter insignia clearly visible, or somewhat hidden?



Westley: Give us the gate key.
Yellin: I have no gate key.
Inigo Montoya: Fezzik, tear his arms off.
Yellin: Oh, you mean *this* gate key.
@Arya10108909 Sorry, all fixed now
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