02 - Piracy is sentimental with salty bits

[freearcadia]

[Learning in the Vaults]

[Harlock is attending a lesson on how Ether-driven ships work, taking very copious notes, though it's clear some of the more technical terminology being used is beyond his current language skills, phonetically writing down the words with question marks as he also roughly sketches out the parts, murmuring under his breath.

Once the classes clear, he waves people down]

Pardon, would you mind helping me go over my notes?

[Flotsam Taverns cw: alcohol, implied alcoholism]

[It's well past sundown, and the moon is high - the hour is so late that the mood in the bar - The Dancing Skipjack - is undergoing a seachange from rowdy carousing to melancholy and sentimentality. A dwarf with a concertina had just finished a shanty about how the dangers of sea monster hunting is worth it for the village boy waiting for the sailor on shore. A few patrons left, but others not done yet are calling out for someone else to sing.

Meanwhile, Harlock was sitting at a small table, apparently drinking since he sat down, and yet seemingly as sober as a temperance judge, humming softly before he glances up upon sensing someone approaching, before letting out a sound of assent, inviting the person to join him at the table, even as the call for more songs continue.]

I hope you don't mind shanties, it seems like everyone's looking for a little song tonight.

[Locked to Donatello, not long after the mission end]

[Harlock's thoughts turned over the raid, they did well, much better than he anticipated but there could've been more done, difference choices, but right now - he was more concerned how Donatello was holding up - the pirate has seen his share of first battle shocks. It's a reminder to him that while he's used to this, many aren't.

When he finds the turtlekin, he waits for a moment, before calling out]

How are you holding up?

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[hit me up at RShini if you want to plot, or just throw something and see if it sticks]

Comments

Re: Learning

[freearcadia]

"I think I got the general idea, but some of the more technical terms went over my head," Harlock explained, recognizing her - he's not surprised, he's extremely used to technically-minded people living twenty-four seven in their interests.

"Some I can guess at their meaning, but I did not want to assume."

Re: Learning

[fish4science]

"I see...can I ask what your ambitions are?" She smiled, but tapped his notes. "Is this for just your own interest, are you interested in the engineering and how to build and operate them, or are you perhaps thinking that you want to learn how to break the empire's toys? I can write you up a quick glossary, but for some of those you don't really need to know the fine detail. 'Shinny crystal lift ship' is all the empire tells many of their own crew."

[freearcadia]

"They have my ship." Harlock started firmly. "And I want the Arcadia back, and once I do - I know that I will need to make sure it can function in this world, and it's doubtful the fuel it uses even exists here."

[fish4science]

Angelika went a bit quiet, still and somber. After a moment, she spoke softly. "I'm sorry for the loss of your ship. I don't know if we'll be able to refit her but...I can at least make you a glossary of technical terms and help you with your questions."

[freearcadia]

"I appreciate it," Of course the one person he's about certain could do such a complicated task is... in no position to do so.

[fish4science]

"Not every kind of ship can be turned into an airship-but you can do it with surprisingly many. Provided you have a big enough ether crystal, even islands float, so ships of all kinds of shapes and sizes are possible. Steering and flying are the real tricks. Where should we begin?"