<div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Going to start breaking things up into little chunks now, now that the interactions are growing a little more complex. :3</div></div></div><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">&gt;&gt; Eruin</span><br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Kitts wrote:</cite>"Hm. Oh, trust me, we'll be careful. Of everyone. Of course, if Rea does decide to throw her weight around, I guess it WILL make a few buildings crumbl-grk!"</div></blockquote><br/><br/>The sight of the two wolves joking with each other brought a grin to the jackal’s face, especially after the baleful looks he had received from them before. He had never been one to be especially discreet about watching those that caught his attention, so it came as little surprise that they’d come to mind it eventually. However, he wasn’t about to cause a conflict just because of the little stint involving the pixie, especially after it was settled on such a good note. He had better set things straight.<br/><br/>“I’m sorry if my watching unsettled you before,” he began, uncrossing his arms to create a more casual air about him. “It is part of my duties on this ship to keep an eye on any incidents that break out.”<br/><br/>“Yeah,” the reddish-gray lupine spoke, his first words since their approach. “My friend always likes to enforce rules by staring at people until they turn into stone.”<br/><br/>The quip was met with a wry glance from the jackal. “Oh hush, you were staring too,” he chided before turning back to Eruin. “Anyway, it was nothing personal. We have a lot of people who come on board that look like they can handle themselves, but often they are too ready to prove it to other people. I for one am quite glad the lot of you settled your disagreement civilly and I apologize for making you uncomfortable.” He offered his paw for a shake, a warm good-willed look filling the green-eyed gaze behind his glasses.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">&gt;&gt; Theron</span><br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Akiada wrote:</cite>"So guess that means you didn't see anything you liked? Ah, too bad! Your concern is heart-warming however, and your advice is duly noted. However, fret not for my safety, for I am a man of the city and know it's rhythms, flow and peoples well - even those of cities foreign to me. It's fascinating stuff."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>A laugh escaped the jackal’s mouth as he stuck his hands in his pockets. “I saw things I liked, but it is not my place to point them out in public.” His eyes bore a calm composed look as he listened to Theron’s little monologue, appearing neither condescending nor taken aback by his words. By the time he finished, his hands had returned to being crossed before his chest, a pensive frown on his brow. “It certainly is quite fascinating. With enough analysis, you can start to see patterns in people, patterns that no one else seems to be aware of. But if there’s one thing that seems to stand out all the time for me, it’s that people in the city can be very unpredictable.”<br/><br/>The corners of his lips curved in a small grin. “I do not mean to discredit your knowledge, but I would beware letting it get to your head.”<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">&gt;&gt; Alyssa</span><br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Allie wrote:</cite>"Pardon me, sir. I wonder if I might have a moment of your time? I represent St. Rubin's Academy of Secular Philosophy for a cultural study of the Eva Heights area and its political factions. A native perspective on the current political situation would be a valuable foundation for my research."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Alyssa’s reserved voice caught the jackal’s ears, causing them to swivel in her direction before he turned in her direction. The smile that had been brought to his face widened further as she explained her request, his interest clear in his widening eyes as he gazed down at her. “You left your academy and travelled all the way to Eva Heights to do some research? I have to say I am quite impressed.”<br/><br/>He leaned his back against the wall and rapped his claws on his forearm. “I’ll be glad to give you whatever information I can offer. Still, there are a lot of topics that fall under your query, like which factions exist, what the people think of them-“<br/><br/>“Leave it to my friend to complicate a simple question,” the wolf smirked, shaking his head sarcastically.<br/><br/>Again, the jackal’s cool glare turned towards the lupine, who returned an equally cynical look. “With that thoughtful interjection, is there anything specific you’d like to know?”<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">&gt;&gt; Party</span><br/><br/>While the little group that had accumulated along the railing settled down, the rest of the boat seemed to follow suit, the hum of the engine gradually drowned out by the idle chatter as it flowed around the deck. Those who bothered to listen would hear some of the conversation referencing those in the group: how that dog looked like a war machine, what on earth that pixie was doing on the ship, how those two wolves scared them beyond belief. Yet the majority of the talk floating around was far more pleasant, goaded on by the placating breeze that now washed over the deck. Perhaps things were looking up after all…<br/><br/>Nonetheless, the environment still bore a distinct tinge of gloominess. If anything, the fog had only gotten thicker as the ship had progressed further into the bay, now billowing in thick trails around the steel panels of the ferry. The chatter would reveal that many were worried that the ship would drift off-course, although the captain’s instruments made that an unlikely event. Regardless, the passengers’ conversations only grew louder as they attempted to calm their nerves, trying to take their mind off what misfortunes may lay in the mist.<br/><br/>(DC 27 Spot check to notice the following)<br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">He could almost believe luck was on his side today.<br/><br/>Everything had been going to plan so far. He had managed to slip into the engine room without detection, and with some climbing he had found his way onto the observation deck. He could only wish the rest of the operation would go as smoothly... wishful thinking most likely, but at least it seemed possible nonetheless.<br/><br/>The cougar’s tail twitched restlessly as he crept out into the open-air balcony, peering over the railing at the crowd below. Good, it seemed like no one was looking up there at the moment, at least from what he could tell. They were all chatting with each other, too preoccupied to notice a cat out of his place. Now would be as good a time as any, he guessed. He just hoped no one would look up here at the wrong time…<br/><br/>A flick of the wrist produced a mirror, and catching what little light he could the feline shot two glimmers of light into the haze. That was the signal! Now he just had to hope the others would do their end of the deal. Sliding the small reflective back into his jacket, he gave one last furtive glance at the group below before slinking away into the shadows, leaving no trace that he was even there before…</div></div></div><br/><br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Almost forgot to note you guys' current experience. :3 You all gave really nice backstory material, so I'm giving some experience bonuses.<br/><br/>Theron: <span style="color: #00BF00">28,000 + 1,000</span>(Nice use of family history!) <span style="color: #00BF00">= 29,000</span><br/>Twilah: <span style="color: #00BF00">28,000 + 1,000</span>(Cute story and character! &lt;3) <span style="color: #00BF00">= 29,000</span><br/>Eruin: <span style="color: #00BF00">28,000 + 1,000</span>(Neat (not to mention nommy! &gt;:3) intro story!) <span style="color: #00BF00">= 29,000</span><br/>Alyssa: <span style="color: #00BF00">28,000 + 1,000</span>(Interesting motives, and fun characters!) <span style="color: #00BF00">= 29,000</span></div></div></div>