texts from last night's deeply regretted rum venture

[groundrules]

DON'T PIRATE AND DRIVE

o1. Nothing settles the Crossing jitters like a bit of liquid courage — and with pirates, sharing is caring. Maybe you took it willing, under duress or subterfuge, or you completely underestimated the potency of what your esteemed sailor companions style the 'Mother's milk — but you are hereby sloshed. Inebriated. Tipsy. Under the weather. Toasting the gods. o2. Top level with one or more of your character's most philosophical, amorous, or otherwise deeply wrong drunken thoughts or observation. Don't leave an empty comment, that makes the wine gods sad. o3. Comment aroundkeep incriminating evidence. o4. Feel free to make any of your threads game canon, just check with your partner too!

Comments

[reparo]

[She'll be quick to correct that assumption here, because he makes it sound like it wasn't the most vicious, and hardest thing she's done.]

No, I didn't trust the wizards fighting on the side of the government to give a crap about the parents of any muggleborn, let alone mine. I trusted my parents - I love them! - but they had no way to keep themselves safe on their own. They would've kept me with them and hunkered down in place, and we would have been all dead within the month.

So no, I don't think that knowing what was out there would have stopped it from coming for them.

[somebadnews]

[ She was afraid of what they would do. Five believes her when she says she thinks they would have died if she hadn't, but it's still hard to separate his feelings on this very specific subject. She's earned... some understanding, and he tries to remember that her parents aren't him. Who did it to him wasn't trying to save his life.

She's also very young, and he doesn't know how long ago that was. It's hard to imagine some childhoods aren't met with constant threats, but he's a reminder that it could always be worse. ]

Would you do it again?