ooc- Alrighty! I've decided that Skye backstabbed the captain and has stolen...er,
commandeered the ship!! ...
no, not really.
But we're going to pretend that the Captain finally decided that Skye is capable of helping the two dying people... [img]smile.gif[/img]
ic- Mormegil feels gentle hands pulling him back to his bed, and in his weakened state is unable to fend off his hinderer.
"Here, drink this," Skye held a glass of water to his mouth worriedly, while making note of his symptoms. Once she was satisfied that he had drunk enough, she went and checked on Corinthian. Noticing the elf and dragonet, that had joined Lyulfe onboard earlier, standing outside on deck, she called to him.
"Excuse me, um... uh..." she searched her memory for his name, but came up with nothing.
"Um, sir elf?" she called, waving her hand to get his attention.
"I could use your help... could you possibly get Lyulfe for me, and make sure no one comes in here and bothers me, except for my companion? I would greatly appreciate it," she looked at him with pleading eyes.
*~~~~~~~~*
Lyulfe seemed to quaver for a moment, in response to Rong Er's statement, before he looked up at her again.
"Thank you," he said sincerely.
"I shall speak to the Captain and make him go back to the harbor. As for accompanying you..." he faltered.
"That is... not my decision to make. I must discuss with Skye first." He seemed disappointed with his answer, and his eyes clouded briefly.
"It is not my decision to make..." he said again, softly, but the tone in which he said it and the vague look in his eyes told Rong Er that he was thinking of something else.
He glanced over at her and snapped out of his reverie.
"You should not be standing," he chided, and walked over to Rong and grabbed her by the elbow to help support her.
ooc- *chants*
Yay for subplots,
They're so fun,
Subplots are for
everyone!!!