Post by Kami-Gaz on Sept 22, 2022 16:01:25 GMT -5
The sun beat down on the Feisty Vixen, a transport ship used by C.R.A.C.K Ships company owned by the Stratonovski family. The vessel was massive and laden with lumber and metals…. And all other things a vessel would need to construct, more materials would be precured on site where the new ship is to be constructed. Either way the sun was beating down on this vessel and those who were not on sailing duty had taken to lounging about.
The horned quarter fox mink was in a chocolate-coloured two-piece bathing suit as she lounged above the command deck of the ship, her pale white skin almost reflected the sunlight as she read a book as she sunbathed. She lay on her front, resting her elbows on the loungers to prop herself up as she read. Her ears were perked up and the sunlight glinted off of the many piercings she had. Her tail drooped to the side and lazily swayed with the breeze. On her back was a series of Tattoos that were now fully on show to the world. In the centre was a fiery nine tailed fox standing over a great sword that ebbed with lightning across her lower back, just above the tail. Across the back of her shoulders were a set of wings and a halo on the back of her neck just above that.
“I’ve not taken a day to just relax in ages Susie…” She spoke lazily, turning a page with one hand. To her side was a table that held an array of drinks and snacks. Despite being the captain of this entire endeavour, she had decided that now, only two days into their voyage was a grand time to have a day to herself. The pile of paperwork that was in her office below the deck could wait.
“How have you been finding work?” She asked, looking up, using a finger to mark where she had been reading in her theoretical physics book. Beside the lounger was a pile of more books, some nonfiction and the others certainly fictional and they all covered a range of topics and genres. Her current one concerned magnets and their theoretical large scale applications to propel objects at speeds that could only be called lunacy. It was written by Palchi after witnessing his adoptive daughter do just that on a small scale.
The horned quarter fox mink was in a chocolate-coloured two-piece bathing suit as she lounged above the command deck of the ship, her pale white skin almost reflected the sunlight as she read a book as she sunbathed. She lay on her front, resting her elbows on the loungers to prop herself up as she read. Her ears were perked up and the sunlight glinted off of the many piercings she had. Her tail drooped to the side and lazily swayed with the breeze. On her back was a series of Tattoos that were now fully on show to the world. In the centre was a fiery nine tailed fox standing over a great sword that ebbed with lightning across her lower back, just above the tail. Across the back of her shoulders were a set of wings and a halo on the back of her neck just above that.
“I’ve not taken a day to just relax in ages Susie…” She spoke lazily, turning a page with one hand. To her side was a table that held an array of drinks and snacks. Despite being the captain of this entire endeavour, she had decided that now, only two days into their voyage was a grand time to have a day to herself. The pile of paperwork that was in her office below the deck could wait.
“How have you been finding work?” She asked, looking up, using a finger to mark where she had been reading in her theoretical physics book. Beside the lounger was a pile of more books, some nonfiction and the others certainly fictional and they all covered a range of topics and genres. Her current one concerned magnets and their theoretical large scale applications to propel objects at speeds that could only be called lunacy. It was written by Palchi after witnessing his adoptive daughter do just that on a small scale.
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