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[The camera switches on to a crab's-eye-view of a fairly pissed-off looking Elric, standing on the beach and looking around in all directions. He appears to be ranting at the sun overhead, but of course he's basically yelling at the Admiral.]

No sword. Not even a dagger? What sport is this, then? Aye, I can survive in such straits, but others shall not be so lucky, shall they?

By Arioch, it is well that I thought to take that new potion before I left, else matters would be dire indeed.

Eris! Eris, where art thou? Goddess though thou art, surely thou canst lend a hand in matters of shelter and water.

Where has my device gone? Ah, there it is—

[Elric's hand fills the screen and the communicator switches off. Feel free to respond to Elric's post, or to spam him up in the comments. Also? Despite the fact that he did prepare for this port by taking an extra-strong dose of strength-sustaining medicines before disembarking, by the last day of the port he's going to be in spectacularly shitty shape AGAIN, having been deprived of both his drugs and Stormbringer for three days. Someone may need to scrape him off the ground then.]
blackbladebitch: (not going to like this am i?)
[Elric is in his room. The door's open; he's already been out and had a look around. He looks quite ridiculous in the jumpsuit, but doesn't seem to care much. He holds up the gun thoughtfully provided him by the Admiral. He's got it by the right end, but it's clear from his expression and the way he's got the thing in his hand that he's never used one before and does not like it at all.]

Would one of you be good enough to show me how to use this ... object?

[Feel free to spam Elric up. Also, High Fantasy Team of Fail is welcome to meet up here.]

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