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WHO: All y’all
WHAT: A nice vacation to ease everyone in
WHERE: Various locations on Alkonost Island, including Navi
WHEN: Sept 12-30
WARNINGS: Use ‘em in your threads if needed!
Welcome to Alkonost, the beautiful tropical island on the planet Tetagari where you have just made an emergency crash landing! You’ll be here for a while, so settle in and get cozy with your new shipmates until Navi is repaired and ready for takeoff.
Alkonost is a small island with an eponymous beachfront village, with the rest of the land covered in tropical rainforest, dry forest, and grasslands. Most of the land is still wild, as the Alkonost population is centered at the beach, though ancient ruins can be found a bit more inland. Alkonostians are a humanoid, amphibious people, with light green skin, gills, and webbed fingers; they are friendly and welcoming to tourists, business contacts, and intergalactic refugees alike.
Speaking of business, the main exports of Alkonost are various types of fish, shell jewelry, and a unique, dark red pearl that is only cultivated in the waters surrounding the island. These red pearls are highly prized on other islands and provide the bulk of income for the Alkonost population. They’ve also recently attracted a band of pesky pirates, which has taken to raiding export ships and even the pearl farms themselves, on occasion. Warning signs are posted near the shoreline and will be explained by locals if asked.
While visiting, you can elect to work as part of a fishing or pearl farming crew, or with one of the island’s fruit collection squads, and you’ll be paid daily in fresh fish and equally fresh fruit. For necessities of the non-consumable sort, the village open-air market is open every day for all of your shopping needs. Otherwise, grab some sun on the beach, dance and sing around bonfires at night, get to know your fellow passengers, or just chill on the ship and get to know Navi.
WHAT: A nice vacation to ease everyone in
WHERE: Various locations on Alkonost Island, including Navi
WHEN: Sept 12-30
WARNINGS: Use ‘em in your threads if needed!
Welcome to Alkonost, the beautiful tropical island on the planet Tetagari where you have just made an emergency crash landing! You’ll be here for a while, so settle in and get cozy with your new shipmates until Navi is repaired and ready for takeoff.
Alkonost is a small island with an eponymous beachfront village, with the rest of the land covered in tropical rainforest, dry forest, and grasslands. Most of the land is still wild, as the Alkonost population is centered at the beach, though ancient ruins can be found a bit more inland. Alkonostians are a humanoid, amphibious people, with light green skin, gills, and webbed fingers; they are friendly and welcoming to tourists, business contacts, and intergalactic refugees alike.
Speaking of business, the main exports of Alkonost are various types of fish, shell jewelry, and a unique, dark red pearl that is only cultivated in the waters surrounding the island. These red pearls are highly prized on other islands and provide the bulk of income for the Alkonost population. They’ve also recently attracted a band of pesky pirates, which has taken to raiding export ships and even the pearl farms themselves, on occasion. Warning signs are posted near the shoreline and will be explained by locals if asked.
While visiting, you can elect to work as part of a fishing or pearl farming crew, or with one of the island’s fruit collection squads, and you’ll be paid daily in fresh fish and equally fresh fruit. For necessities of the non-consumable sort, the village open-air market is open every day for all of your shopping needs. Otherwise, grab some sun on the beach, dance and sing around bonfires at night, get to know your fellow passengers, or just chill on the ship and get to know Navi.
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HD settles down on the sand and turns to a blank page, glancing up at Jack before putting the pen to it.
"You're an artist?"
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She'd tried to offer help in Dualis, and Jane wasn't the only one who jumped down her throat with distrust and irrational anger, but she is the only one from that episode who has also been dragged on this voyage. Jack doesn't appreciate irrational accusations, which is how she's taken Jane's hostility toward her, and she isn't a killer. (Well - technically, she is, but that was one time, and it was an accident.) She hadn't killed anyone in Dualis, and her tendency is to stay out of sight, so why is it being held against her that she didn't make contact sooner? She had good reasons not to approach anyone there.
Normally, Jack doesn't care whether people like her. She's used to being disliked, for being a fearlessly outspoken feminist, for being a woman, for being gay, for being an anarchist, for being someone who doesn't conform to the status quo. Those are things she can handle being disliked for, but being told she's a bad person for things she hasn't done? Nope. That bugs her.
"Not really," she says. "I doodle designs sometimes, sigils for spells, but nothing fancy. And I'm not used to living unplugged, so I got the journal so I'd have something to do. You are, though, right?"
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Jack hadn't actively made things worse in Dualis, but she had only offered help at the eleventh hour and held it over their heads, demanding some sort of stupid fee for it. The idea that someone could've helped but didn't hardly seemed an irrational thing to be angry about. To them, people who had spent years suffering because someone else viewed them as expendable, that was nothing short of despicable.
Jane wasn't wrong, really. She wasn't right, either, but she wasn't wrong.
The Hangman's Daughter had a different view on Dualis than most of Jane's personalities. She wasn't furious; she was just sad and tired. There didn't seem to be a point in being angry at Jack, even if she hadn't precisely been an ally there. She had never accomplished anything by being angry.
"Sigils?" The Hangman's Daughter doesn't know what goes into those herself. "What designs do you make?" The pen tip glided over the page in a smooth arching curve and she glanced at Jack, taking in the shape of her face and the way her hair fell. "Yes. I was the one who did the mural."