Zero Progress (Zero/Mel) C support
May 3, 2012 15:09:03 GMT -6
Post by Mel on May 3, 2012 15:09:03 GMT -6
Mel slipped around running away from Zero whilst she faced him a large smirk growing as she watched him start to boil. Finally she had got him to snap, it hadn't been that hard though once she dropped the game. The intricate ways were always the best, but sometimes the old ways were the best. Especially when it caused such annoyance such as this to bubble to the surface. Smirking she waved at him for the effect of it and slipped back around and smoothly slipped up onto the deck ducking and weaving neatly around the sailors.
She ran leaping up onto a crate and turning around to glance where Zero was for a moment. There was time for some more flammables to be added to the mix. Placing on a good grin she stuck out her tongue at him for a good long moment.
Chuckling and making a very rude hand motion at him she skittered off having stowed the blanket between a few crates inconspicuously. There still was some other things to go hide and she doubled around dodging some more burly sailors and heading back below deck calling back after her to the Sacaen. "My silver blue hair is proof of me being a measly little parasite that doesn't die so easily."
Sprinting through the passages she placed a few more of the items from the pack in various nooks and crannys before stowing the pack itself up in the rafters. The knife she kept though, it was of a good craft and seemed to be if enough value that when they got to land she could sell it for a pretty penny.
Rubbing her hands she slipped off and into her own cabin and curled up on the bed for a nap. it would take a while with Zero off picking up his things, or more correctly searching for it. Her cabin was the most obvious place in the end, and so the least obvious place Zero would look.
She ran leaping up onto a crate and turning around to glance where Zero was for a moment. There was time for some more flammables to be added to the mix. Placing on a good grin she stuck out her tongue at him for a good long moment.
Chuckling and making a very rude hand motion at him she skittered off having stowed the blanket between a few crates inconspicuously. There still was some other things to go hide and she doubled around dodging some more burly sailors and heading back below deck calling back after her to the Sacaen. "My silver blue hair is proof of me being a measly little parasite that doesn't die so easily."
Sprinting through the passages she placed a few more of the items from the pack in various nooks and crannys before stowing the pack itself up in the rafters. The knife she kept though, it was of a good craft and seemed to be if enough value that when they got to land she could sell it for a pretty penny.
Rubbing her hands she slipped off and into her own cabin and curled up on the bed for a nap. it would take a while with Zero off picking up his things, or more correctly searching for it. Her cabin was the most obvious place in the end, and so the least obvious place Zero would look.
