Smog. (Nessarose deWinter)

[Darth Ferus]

Krest shrugs his shoulders a bit, now rubbing the back of his head. Curious girl, not so friendly atmosphere. Well, better then it could of been right? He set his hand down to his side again, his gaze meeting @[member="Nessarose deWinter"].

"I just want to see it all. Good or bad, each planet is still unique. And I was daydreaming. Picturing what the lake would of been if there was never any poison pumped into it."

 

[Scherezade deWinter]

"Daydreaming is an awful waste of time," Nesarose said with a sage nod, "if you want to know what the lake might look like without the toxins in it, you need to clear the toxins."

The statement cause some murmur to stir among those who were seated, but the Queen ignored it entirely. There were other things that had to be done.

"You seem to be feeling well enough now, so you don't get to sleep in my room anymore. But there's an area in the cargo bay that I had fixed up for guests. It's a small ship, but everyone I so far like is welcome. And we never carry anything other than people anyway. You're welcome to stay until we get to the party, after that we'll see what happens."

@[member="Krest"]

 

[Darth Ferus]

Krest nodded slowly. Well, for now he was trapped, and it could be worse. At least @[member="Nessarose deWinter"] was keeping the others from tearing him apart. He could feel their angst, their dismay at having a non-human aboard their ship. So until they made it to the party Krest was gonna have to play it safe. Smart.

​"If you could give me the coordinates I could get my own ship to meet us at the planet. That way you won't have to deal with me too long. I really don't party."

 

[Scherezade deWinter]

The air was silent for a moment before Nessarose burst into another little fit of childish giggles. "You're so cute when you say silly stuff like that," she said after pausing for some air. There was no way she was going to give a perfectly good stranger the coordinates of where she was going. Especially when said place was wasn't technically on the map.

"Make the best of it. No one's going to kill you without my command. Or eat you. Cannibalism is mostly frowned on in this society."

@[member="Krest"]

 

[Darth Ferus]

"Mostly, yeah. Alright. Where are my weapons?" If he was going to be stuck on a ship going who knows where with a bunch of people who wanted him dead, he wanted his blades. Krest frowned, glancing around the room, shaking his head. @[member="Nessarose deWinter"] was crazy. And he was stuck on a ship where the crazy lady was the only thing keeping him from being torn to shreds by her servants.

Wonderful.