(WormyxWere) 1x1 RP

[Wormgod]

(Sailboat skipper? What, like Skipper from Gilligan's Island? Remember, I live in the middle of TN, where there isn't any big body of water.)

Johnny didn't press any further, at least, about the men and Wolva's apparent past as a human test subject, "There were other things, too. Bigger pink ones that came from the roof." He responded as another low howl and tiger roar came from above.

[miraphoenix]

((Skipper: Person who steers a boat, usually a sailboat. When I skipper, I also work the mainsail.))

Glad that Nny didn't press the issue of her past, Wolva nodded mutely, listening to the sounds from outside. "Great. Do you want to get out of this building and risk going outside?" she asked, casting a wary glance at the holes. "I'm not exactly keen about staying in an enclosed space at the moment..."

[Wormgod]

(....You know what? I never saw a sailboat in real life, nor did I step on one. What's a mainsail?)

Johnny shrugged and slipped his knife back up his sleeve, "I dunno. I have this feeling we should go all the way upstairs. I don't know why." He responded.

[miraphoenix]

((And how much is airfare from your area to Upstate NY again?
Mainsail: The really big sail in a sailboat.))


Wolva sighed, realizing that Nny was probably right. "You've probably got a good point," she conceded, retracting her claws. "It would also be a serious annoyance to get picked off by what sounds like a flying tiger...."

[Wormgod]

(In the thousands.
Post pweese?)

[miraphoenix]

((*growls* Why is it more to fly to freaking Alaska than to where you are?!
I posted....))

[Wormgod]

(You edited it didn't you? I swear it wasn't there before...I need a new glasses prescription.)

Nny nodded and looked up at the ceiling, "Can you feel it too? Something powerful it up there. Maybe a way out of here." He mumbled.

(Rrgg...)

[miraphoenix]

((I know the power of the 'Edit post' button, and I use it well...
But really! Is a flight to Alaska really cheaper?!))

"Not as much. It might be this thrice-d***ed armor," Wolva growled, feeling the slightly rough edges beginning to dig into her skin, tearing new holes in her pelt. "I hope that there's at least something I can skin and make new clothes out of. This armor's quite possibly the most annoying thing I've ever worn."

[Wormgod]

(Well, I went on a speedboat once, in Florida to go see the manitees....But other than that, no.
And I guess so, but why would someone want to go to a state Palin was born in?)

Johnny chuckled and started walking up a fleshy-staircase of sorts, toward the top, "I'm sure there will be. You might wanna try skinning that." He said and motioned toward the dead rat-like Nosalise.

[miraphoenix]

((To see nature at a more pure and raw state. I feel trapped in the place where I am; like I'm in a tamed cage. I was born out west, and it's where I belong.
I was going to go last week, but I didn't for the one fact that Mom was going to be there with me.))

Wolva nodded, and popped a single claw to prepare to skin the rat-like thing. "Call if you need me. I shouldn't be too terribly long here," she muttered, cutting open the belly of the thing. Skinning it with the ease of far too much practice, she began searching for strong but flexible tendons to use as makeshift thread.