Post by The Prettiest Squish on Aug 17, 2021 17:58:27 GMT -5
Getting into the ship was a bit of a hassle given it was not a conventional entrance by any means but with a careful step or two, the gang finally made it inside. And what a sight to behold! As they walked through the cavernous guts of a once mighty airship, Brandy gave the group her best impression of a tourist guide, explaining what functions parts of the ship had been used for before its decommission.
"Ooooh! Aaaaah!" The starstruck carpenter gazed at these inventions with the utmost attention, writing down some of the designs in a little notebook he took out from his breast pocket. "Do ya really need to do that right now?" Lea asked, still grumpy that the others hadn't shared her enthusiasm over the shiny rock she showed them earlier. Unaffected by the sponge's lack of interest in these things, the industrious gent resumed his note taking of the surroundings while still following Brandy deeper into the hideout's depths. "Pfft, whatever then."
Moving on, the rest of the party eventually their way to a much more level flooring with an enormous canvas sheet occupying most of the present space. According to Brandy this deflated pile of cloth used to be the balloon responsible for suspending this airship in - well - the air! Guy made sure to scribble down everything he saw, while Lea scoffed at the pathetic state of such a previously glorious vessel. When she first heard of the airship, she expected wings or rockets keeping the thing afloat but this? This was the opposite of what she expected. Big balls of air, that's all it was. Boooring.
"Okay okay, enough of the techno talk professor. Let's get some of that meat on the fire, I'm starving after that hike up here!" Suddenly a gentle but firm hand dropped down and crushed the little lass into an even smaller quarter-pint before returning to write the last bit of observations in its notebook. "Miss Lea," Guy spoke solemnly. "Miss Brandy has been gracious enough to host us in her home, perhaps you could exercise some manners before demanding her hard labor?" He tapped his pencil against his chin, awaiting her response.
She grumbled and crossed her arms, refusing to look directly at him. "You didn't have to squish me like that, first of all. And second!" Her gaze and index finger now pointed to Brandy with an accusatory aura. "I'm only asking cuz she cooks a mean steak! Girl knows how to barbecue what can I say?" The green maned man gave a sigh of resignation but ultimately nodded as that was probably the best 'apology' he'd be able to force out of her for now.