21:06 <Crion> And you're off! At your own pace. The seas are lively but not rough this time of the year -- hurricane season won't start for another month yet in the Atlantic -- and the Wild Goose doesn't have the keel or the crew to wander too far from shore, so you're hugging the coast and able to bypass, explore, or park and doze off in any of the inlets and bays that dot the coastline. Basically every 21:06 <Crion> major port from here to Florida is going to have a rich person playground set aside to service specifically vessels of the size, shape, and general dispostion as those which would be bought by one Chuck LeBaron, then resold to finance the divorce. 21:06 <Crion> The question of how fast you make it to the Florida coast, then, is more or less up to you. It's going to be about a week's trip unless you push yourself. 21:07 <Crion> Are there any places the jolly sailors of the Wherehouse actively want to stop on the way? 21:07 <Crion> Norfolk, the Outer Banks, Charleston, so on? 21:07 <CBN> Pushing yourself is not in the spirit of perfect, beautiful boating. Tony is just here to vibe. 21:09 <banana> This whole thing is kind of incredible. It's also mildly terrifying.. travelling so far from Known places, from the assumed safety of the freehold. But it feels like a holiday, not a business trip. Melanie doesn't have any specific destinations in mind, although speaking of- does anyone know how to navigate? 21:09 <trenchfoot> Nels's main hangouts were... considerably farther inland. Or after Florida. 21:09 <banana> "There's no GPS out here obviously. Do we need like.. a sextant? Star charts? What about reefs?" 21:12 <trenchfoot> "Wait, don't we have GPS because of whatever it is Stewart and Lauren did?" 21:13 <banana> From the deck, it's easy to see the coast of America, and obviously we're following that, so it's basically okay, but.. in the other direction is just water. Forever. 21:13 <Crion> Lauern will occasionally be up to work on her tan, but she is of Irish-German extraction and that means like, an hour of sun a day. 21:13 <Crion> If that. 21:14 <banana> "That's a good question actually. If they got internet access into the hedge, and there's a hollow down in the cabin.. does that mean we'd get satellite positioning *inside* the boat only? Would it give us the position of the Wild Goose in the Atlantic Ocean, or the position of the Hollow in the Wyrd?" 21:14 <Crion> The ship has modern charting and GPS equipment in the helm, and Stewart has almost certainly paid to have all the various subscriptions on that stuff transferred and updated (along with Sirius XM, for Tony). 21:16 <CBN> For blasting Skynyrd, not talk radio, at least. 21:18 <dammitwho> Maggie would be fine nosing around the Outer Banks, but that's because she likes the word 'archipelago'. 21:18 <Crion> Frankly it's still enough into the offseason that you could mosey into one of these beach towns, head to a rental office and get a beach house for a week with no problem. 21:19 <Crion> Not so a month from now. Well, normally. Who knows this year. 21:19 <Crion> Some important questions for Tony: 21:19 <Crion> 1) Did he install a new beer fridge? If so, how big? 21:19 <Crion> 2) What's crispy in there? 21:20 <Crion> 3) Tony a fishing man? 21:21 <banana> Maybe we can set up some deckchairs on this.. deck.. and just sail past pretty things. Beaches etc. All emptied by the plague. 21:22 <Crion> Not precisely the reason you'd want for fewer frat guys on ATVs roaring around ruining the mood, but it does its work. 21:24 <CBN> 1) Mini-fridge normal-side, planning on the best way to spin up a full fridge that we can trust on the Hedge side. 2) Mini-fridge is currently rocking an unpacked-and-stacked case worth of the banquet beer. 3) Damn right he is. 21:25 <dammitwho> Hell yes. Maggie will go fishing right alongside him, but ONLY OUTSIDE THE HEDGE. Pulling up a cartoon cod with a small bowler hat and a lit cigar angrily asking what the big idea is would ruin the day. 21:26 <trenchfoot> Surely Nels's hedgespinning covers having a fridge. 21:26 <CBN> What're the odds that the fridge doesn't just decide one day to digest everything inside it, is the main worry. 21:26 <trenchfoot> Okay, fair. 21:27 <Crion> So you figure eight hours for sleep, 2 hours on either side for puttering around (breakfast and late night drinkin' editions), and an afternoon of fishing, and the boat's probably only moving 4-6 hours a day, through the morning and then in the evening. A stately pace. 21:29 <CBN> Downright kingly. 21:29 <Crion> Days when you don't fish, you can probably get a good 10 hours in uninterrupted. 21:29 <Crion> Y'all keep 'em and cook 'em or throw 'em back? 21:30 <dammitwho> Maggie, noodling on Topper: "'Cause we're homeward bound from the Arctic ground / with a good ship taut and free~ And we don't give a damn when we drink our rum / with the girls of old Maui!" 21:31 <trenchfoot> Nels, accompanying her: "Rolling down to old Maui me boys / rolling down to old Maui..." 21:31 <CBN> Smalls go back, mediums get cooked, and big enough fish get "hey guys look at this one, hoo doggy" and then thrown back, because they've earned it. 21:32 <Crion> By the second day, Chup will have acquired sufficient sealegs to strenuously object to the policy on smalls. 21:33 <dammitwho> But Chup! You are also a small. Small fat baby. Sulky baby. Fat fat fat cat cat cat cat baby caaaat. 21:34 <Crion> He is far from mobile enough to try to obtain any of them on his own without being fed them, though, which leads to more sulking. 21:34 <CBN> Tony will defer to Lauren and Stewart on their treat policy, as Chup's kee----minders. 21:35 <Crion> Lauren hovers over Chup during the test run of giving him a full fish, then decides it needs to be scaled first (wise), and then pronounces the outcome basically "fine" but limits him to two a day, and maybe some later as a replacement for wet food at dinner. 21:36 <banana> "I can't believe we got him on this thing in the first place. Maybe he doesn't realise there's water under the boat?" Melanie's been doing Nothing for two days at this point; leaning, lounging or lazing in various spots with headphones on and just thinking about things. But nice things. 21:38 <CBN> Tony: "Maybe he's just feeling the soul of the oceans call to him, soothing his savage---hold on" Tony cracks open a fresh cold one. " - spirits." 21:38 <trenchfoot> "I mean, fish is a pretty good motivator." She pauses. "Is it weird that cats hate water but love fish?" 21:39 <banana> Melanie: "Yes." 21:39 <CBN> Tony: "Cats are colorblind, or is that dogs? Is he just seeing a whole lot of gray? And we're gray? Man." 21:40 <banana> "Speak for yourself." Melanie considers her coloration to be a kind of.. beige with russet highlights. Mostly not grey. 21:40 <Crion> Lauren, spending her hour a day in a t-shirt and boyshorts this time after a real "are you fucking KIDDING ME" outcome with the bikini yesterday. She even wore sunscreen! Fuck the sun! 21:41 <Crion> "I don't think it's any weirder than all the other shit about cats." 21:41 <banana> "They're just this side of weird enough to be suspicious. Like, you don't need supernatural explanations for cats.. but it's close." 21:42 <trenchfoot> Can't say Nels knows the feeling. "There's that whole... toxo-whatever?" 21:42 <trenchfoot> "That's supernatural." 21:55 <Crion> On the third day they run into a Coast Guard patrol, which is pretty normal and since they've got a current registration filed with the State of Maryland and are flying the right colors and tags, just gets a lazy wave as they move on. 21:56 <Crion> It's actually a fairly narrow band of sea along the coast where boats of this size can move before the waters get dangerously deep, so while you're never in danger of literally running into anyone, you'll be seeing other ships, mostly piloted by car dealership owners and Small Businessmen of America. 21:56 <CBN> Once again vindicating Tony's refusal to 'hoist the black flag' per Steve's request when they set out. 21:57 <Crion> Steve is surprisingly sanguine about not being able to come out on deck at the moment; he's essentially turned the Belowdecks lounge into his own playpen/fatuous throne. 21:59 <banana> Which is good, because if he does come out on deck, we've brought a hedge-monster into the real world, violating several masquerades, and would deserve the same same kind of punishment as the Loyalists we're going after. 22:00 <trenchfoot> Steve isn't... necessarily a monster? I mean other than being a hedge-creature who has otherwise been perfectly nice. 22:00 <trenchfoot> That hedge-creature part is kind of a dealbreaker though. 22:01 <Crion> There are certainly Freeholds that hold Melanie's view, but it's a rather extremist one. 22:04 <Crion> Anyway, one or two of those boats are flying the Trump flag, but none bother you. 22:04 <CBN> Tony does size up their boats as they go, mostly figuring based on his limited experience that they might be on the market sooner than later. Are those boats nicer than this boat? At least to start with. 22:05 <banana> She's resigned to being in a minority here, although it is her opinion (unstated except to Stewart) that many changelings try to pretend that Not All Arcadians are evil so that they don't have to see themselves as part of something inherently wrong. 22:05 <Crion> A couple are, most are on par, and the ones that aren't seem like locals out for a precious day off, not landed, aheh, gentry toodling about the waves. 22:06 <dammitwho> That's kind of racist, Melanie. 22:07 <CBN> Tony is satisfied. He remains king of the seas. 22:15 <Crion> Around the time you formally leave the Chesapeake Bay, right as you're rounding Fort Story but before you get to the hustle and bustle of Virginia Beach, around sunset, everyone but Maggie (too busy thinkin' about fishin'; can be prodded) sees it: a sandbar shark cresting out of the water, jaws snapping and wriggling, eyes rolling, bleeding from great gouging wounds in its side as a figure, 22:15 <Crion> man-sized and shaped, clamps its legs around the creature's belly then drags it under. 22:16 <Crion> Gone in a flash, almost as soon as you see it. 22:16 <Crion> The shark never resurfaces; the water remains calm. But there won't be anymore good fishing here this evening; something spooked them. 22:17 <CBN> Also no more good fishing for Tony this evening anyway because what the fuck 22:18 <trenchfoot> Nels: "Uh. That's bad, right?" She's never been on a boat, but that looked bad. 22:18 <trenchfoot> Um* 22:19 <banana> "Holy shit. It's Aquaman." Melanie is.. going inside the cabin now. 22:20 <CBN> Tony looks around really quick to make sure everyone else saw that, mostly via gesturing and mouthing 'what the fuck?'. He's pretty sure they aren't Hedge-side, so, this one's going in the Wizard Bullshit column so he can sleep tonight. 22:21 <dammitwho> Maggie has been singing on and off all day, and doesn't look to be stopping anytime soon. Boat fever has her as surely as it has Tony. "So does she not take wing like a living thing / Child of the moving tide? / See her pass with grace on the water's face / With clean and quiet pride / Our own tall ship of great renown still lifts unto the sky / Who will know the Wild Goose in the sun?" 22:21 <dammitwho> Maggie has been singing on and off all day, and doesn't look to be stopping anytime soon. Boat fever has her as surely as it has Tony. "So does she not take wing like a living thing / Child of the moving tide? / See her pass with grace on the water's face / With clean and quiet pride / Our own tall ship of great renown still lifts unto the sky / Who will know the Wild Goose in the sun?" 22:21 <Crion> Does Tony sail the Wild Goose through the night to get away from here or drop anchor like presumably normal once the visibility drops to zero out here? 22:23 <CBN> Once there's no visibility, we've gotta drop anchor. And as weird as that was, we aren't sharks, so we're probably safe. Probably. 22:23 <trenchfoot> Whatever happens, Nels will keep her gun on her. 22:25 <Crion> Where's everyone sleep on a usual night? Down Belowdecks, up here under the moon? Any different tonight? Asking for no reason in particular. 22:28 <dammitwho> Maggie'll sleep on deck. It's warm out. 22:28 <trenchfoot> In her room, of course. And it's the same tonight, except with her gun in easy reach. 22:29 <banana> Melanie can't really sleep indoors without big skylights or french windows. So she's probably on deck too, but less blase about it. 22:31 <CBN> The Wild Goose has a space abovedeck for Tony to sleep, just like Tony has a space abovedeck for the boat (in his heart). So he's up top, such as it is. 22:33 <Crion> The moon is a waning crescent, days away from new, shining a sliver of silver light down on the deck of the Wild Goose as a dark shape slips silently over the rail of the anchored ship's bow...and heads for the beer fridge. 22:34 <Crion> Thankfully, the Wherehouse is made of stern-enough stuff to see this coming. 22:39 <banana> Just to be clear, the figure isn't Steve this time? 22:40 <Crion> This dark shape is man-sized (strange, though, and bulkier in places) and you're not in the Hedge. 22:40 <banana> Safety first, so Melanie (having been unable to sleep in the first place) will try to quietly rouse anyone else nearby before confronting the Fridgeseeker. 22:40 <Crion> So, probably not Steve. 22:40 <Crion> Unless something's really gone wrong. 22:49 <CBN> Tony's beer? Tony's beer! "HEY! You wanna beer you gotta ask for a beer man!" Tony's not sleeping in the buff at least, but he sure does have those boxers with the hearts on 'em. 22:50 <banana> lmao 22:51 <Crion> Just after Tony shouts but just before the light goes on, there's a weird sick shifting sound, and when he's lit up, the man sheepishly in the middle of taking a twenty out of the ziplock bag with his wallet, car keys, and so on and putting it on top of the fridge to pay for the six-pack he's taking looks like just another extremely buff male model with an instagram beard who has been swimming 22:51 <Crion> miles off the coast in jeans. 22:51 <Crion> "Oh, uh. Hey." 22:51 <dammitwho> Maggie jerks awake. "Aggh! What? Beer?" 22:53 <Crion> Fangs As Fishermen -- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xhfnTs0RZLs Take it with a grain of salt and a pound of gold / The game will still be sold and not told, let's go. 22:53 <banana> Melanie hangs back in the shadows because: it looks like this is going to turn out ok, but someone should keep watch in case it suddenly doesn't. 22:54 <Crion> The jeanéd swimmer: "I was gonna...twenty's good for a six, right? You all just seemed, uh, really tired. So you know. Didn't want to...wake you." 22:55 <dammitwho> Maggie squints blearily. "You the guy they were telling me about from earlier? With the shark?" 22:55 <Crion> His eyes get wider. "Oh, shit. You saw that." 22:55 <Crion> "I mean uh. What shark?" 22:56 <trenchfoot> Good save. 22:57 <Crion> To Tony: "You want a beer?" He is offering you your own beer. 22:58 <CBN> Tony: "That's nice and all man but you wanna beer, you can just take a beer, if you ask first. So, you wanna beer? Because hell yeah, I want a beer." Tony holds out a hand for his own beer. 22:58 <dammitwho> "Huh. So are you a were-shark or something?" This guy is so werewolf. 22:59 <Crion> "Hell yeah." Beers for bros. To Maggie: "No. No! No. I mean. Well I can't tell you about that." Exaggerated wave off. "All that stuff's not like you see in movies." 23:00 <Crion> Pause. "Which, I mean, it's all just from the movies." 23:02 <banana> Melanie: "Is it anything like we see in dreams?" 23:07 <Crion> He just looks at Melanie kinda confused. "I mean. Maybe. Wait, who are you guys? I was pretty quiet." 23:09 <banana> "Maggie, I can't figure out whether to try and be menacingly sinister here. Are we just rolling with it?" Tony's opinion is obvious. 23:09 <trenchfoot> Maybe we're just... justifiably paranoid. 23:09 <Crion> Meanwhile, he's looking around. To Tony: "Damn, this thing's wicked." 23:10 <dammitwho> Maggie: "He was gonna leave cash, at least. No harm, no foul. Anyway I'm too tired to be sinister. Welcome aboard the Wild Goose, were-guy." 23:12 <Crion> "Oh nice, thanks. Uh." He seems to visibly debate how to respond to 'were-guy;' ends up ignoring it. "Name's Seth." 23:12 <banana> "Of course it is." 23:13 <CBN> Tony: "Hey Seth, I'm Tony. Grab a seat if you want, you're already welcome to that sixer." 23:13 <Crion> "Hell yeah. I'd say I feel bad about keeping you up, but..." 23:14 <Crion> He thinks how to put this. "Y'all ain't normal, right?" 23:14 <banana> Guess we're already up. Melanie will grab her phone and send a group message to warn Nels and Stewart that there's a Seth on deck, in case they've woken and are considering whether to come out blasting. 23:15 <trenchfoot> Nels will take that as her cue to head upstairs. Loud ringtone -- not used to, uh, phones. 23:16 <Crion> When Nels arrives, 'Seth' blinks again and goes, "Oh! Hey." 23:16 <banana> "We're aware of... what they do in the shadows." 23:16 <banana> "Sorry about before, I just- knew a lot of Seths in college." 23:16 <Crion> Seth: "Ha! College. Yeah, didn't do any of that." 23:17 <dammitwho> Maggie's yawning and looking for instant coffee or something. It's too early for beers, young people. It wouldn't be if she had just stayed up, but now... 23:17 <trenchfoot> Nels: "Hi! It's um, Seth, right? Nels. Melanie let me know you were here." 23:17 <banana> Melanie pulls up a deckchair - not like she's going back to sleep while this guy is here. 23:18 <Crion> "Well hey Nels. Nice to meet you. I just bought some beer off Tony." 23:19 <trenchfoot> She blinks. "Well, all right." 23:20 <Crion> He's still looking from person to person, kind of hoping someone will answer his rather insulting question so he doesn't have to figure out a way to rephrase it. 23:21 <dammitwho> Maggie, calling from the sink: "I mean, yeah, Seth, we're unusual." 23:23 <Crion> He nods. "Okay so. You're not in the pack, but you're out during the day, so you're...wizards? None of you seem like wizards. No offense. Guess the only wizard I ever met was part of the whole sovereign citizen thing and landmined his front yard, though." 23:25 <CBN> Tony: "We're having beers with a guy who maybe-probably came out of the ocean to trade for beers while we were sleeping. So unless that's normal no. And no, definitely not wizards man." 23:25 <trenchfoot> Nels: "Nnnnno, but also I need to unpack the landmined front yard thing?" 23:26 <banana> . . .this is kind of fun. Okay. Melanie gestures idly at the wooden decking - which bulges up, rearranging itself, and splits off an orb which floats over to her cupped hands, revolving slowly as it flickers with an inner fire. To Tony: "Aren't we?" 23:26 <dammitwho> Maggie: "Eggh, I'm not gonna wake Stewart up. I guess we're... fae folk?" She's been told that 'changelings' is sort of rude. 23:27 <Crion> To Nels: "Yeah he was a weird one. Didn't like other wizards much. Or the government. Which he said the wizards ran. Kept quoting that Rage song, 'some of those who work Forces are the same that burn crosses,' like it was some really funny joke." 23:29 <CBN> Tony: "Classic wizard shit, saying stuff that's supposed to make sense but if you're not a wizard it's like, c'mon. We know you know stuff, it's the only thing you do other than vaporizing police stations." 23:29 <Crion> To Maggie: "What's fae folk. Like, elves?" 23:31 <dammitwho> Maggie: "No... ah, crud. See, this is why they don't have me doing intermonster diplomacy." 23:32 <trenchfoot> Nels, flatly: "We got kidnapped by said elves." 23:32 <CBN> Tony: "It's like. Okay shit, so, imagine people are fish, and sometimes you get hauled up on a boat. The world's bright and the air isn't water and big stuff is yelling at you and you're flopping around." 23:32 <CBN> Tony: "And we're fish that flopped back into the water but it fucked us all up." 23:32 <CBN> He looks around the group for approval. 23:32 <Crion> "Whoa." Seth blinks and sits back. "Well Sylvanas can kidnap me whenever she wants. Damn." 23:33 <banana> Melanie: "Let's just settle on, like.. we're private. But we know about the weird shit" airquoting "out there, and we can defend ourselves, but unless you MAKE us defend ourselves we aren't going to hurt you.' 23:33 <trenchfoot> Nels is nodding until he says that. 23:33 <Crion> "Oh. Huh. So these aren't like sexy elves?" 23:33 <trenchfoot> She just shudders. 23:34 <dammitwho> "What's a Sylvanas?" 23:34 <banana> The one we're trying to hunt down is very sexy. That is the problem. Melanie doesn't say this. 23:35 <Crion> "Elf babe from the DOTA. Well, really the DOTA single player, World of Warcraft. She's an elf babe that doesn't take shit from anyone. Constantly doing cool badass stuff. Gotta resub at some point." 23:35 <CBN> Tony: "One of 'em is at least, but also we saw her like, explode a guy inside out with branches. Or was it a couple guys? Anyway it's like, she's hot but hot like a plate out of the microwave, you don't touch it you just let it sit there." 23:35 <dammitwho> Maggie nods. "Oh, I've heard of World of Warcraft. That's a video game, right?" 23:36 <Crion> Seth: "Yeah. Sometimes I just gotta cool off and veg indoors for a bit and I fire that up and just knock out some raids for awhile. Can't always be out here doing the good work." 23:38 <trenchfoot> Nels: "The... good work?" 23:38 <banana> "What did that shark do to you, anyway?" 23:38 <Crion> Seth: "Right so like I was saying, since you're not normal you gotta all know about, like, spirits, right?" 23:39 <Crion> To Melanie: "Bit me while I was hungry." 23:39 <Crion> "I don't just kill sharks for fun, I ate that shit." 23:39 <CBN> Tony: "A couple spirits! Mostly shitty ones though, like this big egg thing that was maybe gonna end the world but didn't. And then hobs, but I dunno if those are spirits, they're more like, lil guys." 23:40 <CBN> Tony: "Hey what does shark taste like?" 23:40 <Crion> Seth nods: "Yeah, most spirits are Luna's lil guys. Well, the Shadow's lil guys now. Some can be a problem, though." 23:41 <Crion> To Tony: "Like fish but meatier. Sea chicken." 23:41 <trenchfoot> "How is it everything tastes sort of like chicken?" 23:42 <Crion> "Ha!" This is a genuine laugh. If Seth employs sarcasm, he hasn't yet. 23:42 <Crion> He cracks another beer. "So, you noticed it's gonna be a new moon in a day or two, just by looking at it." 23:43 <dammitwho> Knew it. Were-shark. 23:44 <CBN> Tony: "Is that...good for spirits? Bad for spirits? No offense but once we start talking moon phases I start hearing 'wizard wizard'." 23:45 <banana> "You should probably think werewolf werewolf.. Stewart's got some wiki pages on this stuff." 23:46 <trenchfoot> Nels: "Yeah, if I hear 'moon' I don't think 'wizard.'" 23:48 <banana> Melanie: "What happens at new moon? Something spirit-related?" 23:48 <Crion> "As the cycle takes us farther from Luna's light, out here at least the boundary between this world and the sprit world -- the Gauntlet -- gets thinner and thinner. Things can cross through. You, me, powerful spirits. Not like, Godzilla's gonna march through and fuck up the east coast or anything, but you gotta keep things separated." 23:48 <banana> She's going to grab a beer too. It's been a while. 23:48 <CBN> Tony: "Wait is Godzilla real too?" 23:49 <Crion> "Seen something over there that looked like him. The old version in the suit." 23:50 <Crion> Seth: "Anyway, don't know why this stretch of coast is like that. Guess something real fucked up happened here in the past." 23:50 <CBN> Tony is visibly relieved: "Oh! So it is kind of like weird hob shit then, that's not so bad." He pauses to let Seth continue. "Wait are we sailing into like a Bermuda Triangle thing now?" 23:51 <Crion> Seth: "Oh fuck no. Nothing like THAT. Haha. Seriously folks don't sail into the heart of the Bermuda Triangle." 23:51 <CBN> Tony gives that a big thumbs-up. 23:52 <dammitwho> Maggie slams her hand on the counter. "I *knew* that was real! Union owes me a two dollar bill." 23:53 <Crion> "I just patrol around out here during this phase of the moon, work on the cardio, get those reps in, make sure no Pure dumbasses or weird wizards are trying to exploit the situation. Generally only charge the boaters a beer tax for the service." 23:54 <Crion> He frowns. "Guess it's not really a tax if I also leave money for the beer. Whatever." 23:55 <trenchfoot> "I mean, still good on you for solving problems?" 23:55 <Crion> "It's a living. Where are y'all out of?" 23:55 <dammitwho> Maggie: "Baltimore. Headin' south." 23:56 <Crion> He looks pretty pleased with himself at Nels's compliment, though. 23:56 <Crion> Seth: "Oh shit! You probably know Kolsch, and that old asshole. What's his name. Cuth." 23:57 <Crion> "My pack sometimes hunts with theirs. You know, when we're feeling like a three day bender." 23:57 <banana> "We actually do know those guys. I actually think Maggie's business partner is Cuth's cousin's lover or something?" 00:06 <Crion> Seth chuckles. "Well I mean that could be anyone." 00:06 <banana> Melanie looks at Maggie, unsure how to calibrate a social situation. We can't just give out other peoples' names, right? No matter how environmentally friendly this guy is... 00:07 <Crion> "Great to party with Kolsch, but the man's a slut. For his sake I hope your buddy doesn't think they're exclusive." 00:08 <dammitwho> Maggie: "Nah, they're in a molecule." 00:08 <Crion> Seth nods like he understands. "Oh, cool." 00:13 <trenchfoot> A wh- she'll ask later. 00:13 <CBN> Tony's just thinking moon wizard thoughts he's keeping to himself now. The world has moved on. 00:15 <Crion> Seth: "So what I'd say for the next few nights is, you sleep in the day, putter around, do whatever -- move at night. Keep your lights on, check your phones and maps and whatever, but you don't want to be caught sleeping out here with the engine cold under the new moon." 00:16 <Crion> "I'll be around and I'll keep an eye out for ya, but, big stretch of coast and only a couple of us." 00:16 <trenchfoot> Nels: "...it's that bad?" 00:16 <Crion> Seth shrugs. "It's not good." 00:16 <Crion> "We lose five or six boats out here a year." 00:16 <Crion> "Well, haha. We." 00:17 <Crion> "You." 00:17 <trenchfoot> I mean, not us. Hopefully. 00:17 <dammitwho> Maggie: "Ah, geez. Thanks for the heads up." 00:18 <Crion> Seth: "Packmaster doesn't like it that I care so much but I figure, when the uratha start making crisp brews, video games, and action movies, then I'll give up the civilized world for real." 00:19 <CBN> Tony: "Yeah man, thanks for the tips. You're ever in Baltimore once we get back there, if we get back there, look us up for sure." 00:19 <banana> Melanie: "We could pull in at some marina for a couple of days, but... we probably don't need to. A promise for your pack, if something happens to us it will cost the bad guys dearly." 00:20 <Crion> "Yeah not a problem, man. Got me some brewskis in the exchange. Next time I'm in town I'll holler unless it's some dumb pack shit." He frowns. "Oh right. I should probably tell you my real name. Any of my packmates show up, don't say Seth, say 'Fangs as Fishermen.'" 00:22 <CBN> Tony: "Will do, Fangs as Fishermen." Hell yeah. 00:22 <trenchfoot> Nels just nods. Making up a new name is. Well. Glad he found one. 00:24 <Crion> He'll take the last three beers and hop over the side with them, still shirtless and in jeans, and swim away with them (probably shaking the hell out of them; perhaps he'll do Stone Cold shit with them later). 00:25 <Crion> There are wolves in these waters. Of some sort, at least. 00:25 <dammitwho> Maggie: "I like that guy." 00:26 <dammitwho> "I guess the werewolves we know are hard to dislike. If you take them at intervals." 00:26 <trenchfoot> Nels: "He seemed nice for a guy who snuck onto our boat to take our beer." 00:26 <banana> "They basically act like.. maybe this is really racist. Speciesist." 00:26 <banana> Melanie: "Actually, I'm not going to say it." 00:26 <CBN> Tony: "Of all the ways finding someone sneaking on the boat to take beer could've gone, this is probably a better one." This opinion may be colored by the 'waking up and resuming drinking' Tony just did. 00:27 <trenchfoot> "And he even paid!" 00:28 <Crion> He also handed out two of the beers he paid for to Tony and Nels. 00:28 <Crion> Played himself coming and going. 00:28 <trenchfoot> What a cool guy, she thinks as she sips away at her beer. 00:33 <Crion> Well, the course is set and the schedule is perhaps modified for the first few days of the next week's journey...next week!