The Proper Role-Play

I grab a railing, climbing towards the wheel, careful not to lose balance. "TURN IT BACK!" I yell, pointing to the wheel and a lever you knocked over.

 

I slowly wake up, my head throbbing and I blink slowly. "Erk... What happened?" I ask quietly as my vision clears.

 

I hiss and swing towards the wheel, barely grabbing hold. I turn it and move a few levers, the ship slowly turning back upwards with a creak. I then push Maelstrom out of the way. "No more taking ahold of the wheel unless permission by me, or an emergency." I hiss.

 

I grab onto the bed as it turns back, thinking [/I] What in Living hell?![/I] As it returns normal I stand and walk onto the main deck "What happened?" I demand, hesitantly.

 

"Maelstrom took ahold of the wheel, spun it too much, and knocked over a lever." I say, grimacing. "No more taking ahold of the wheel unless given permission by me or in an emergency."

 

"This was an emergency!" I point to the kneeling form of Alek, "how do you explain that?!?!"

 

"What would turning the ship around accomplish?" I ask, dropping anchor.

 

I look at Alekandre my eyes cold with fury "Never enter my thoughts again." I snarl softly. Walking back to my room and puts the blade in its sheathe.

 

"The place where we're going is affecting everyone on board! Don't you see?"

 

"But we need to make it over there." I point towards the stormy mountains. "Tess's mother may be there, and someone I know.." I say, taking up anchor again, flying towards the mountains.

 

"What happens when the orange moon comes out again?"

 

"He won't kill you. I made a deal with my dark side, and the orange aura.. There's nothing to fear of him. In fact I may need his help again." I say, adjusting the course a little.

 

"What will happen to ME exactly!" I shout at him, "I've never been exposed to an orange moon before!"

 

"You.. I don't know. It's only ever affected me, an orange moon.." I say, wondering. "He might take over your body, the good one, not the bad."

 

"And you suppose that's good? Why don't we wait 'till morning? I don't know what might happen to me!"

 

"It isn't good, nor bad." I hiss. "He would take over your werewolf form as well, and give, maybe, both me and you useful information.." I say.

 

"Well, I like to have control of my own mind, thank you. Last time someone tried to control my mind a few years ago I almost went mad. I killed that Djiin shortly afterward..."

 

"Well, go below decks when it starts getting dark, if you'd like." I say, keeping my eyes in the sky and making sure we keep our course:

 

I sit on my bed, hoping Alekandre isn't watching my thoughts as the past walks around me, in the room. I start concentrating on the wolf form, trying To grab a better memory of it.

 

I lock the steering wheel in place, mentally mapping where they could be for a few minutes.