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sal. ([personal profile] thecacophony) wrote in [community profile] maskormenacelogs 2020-01-11 01:11 am (UTC)

Sal the Cacophony | OTA

01. two imPorts chilling in a hot tub

Sal didn't give this whole swear-in activity much thought beforehand; intensive planning and preparation aren't really her strong suit. Honestly, it seemed more like a chance to break out from the doldrums, and that is as good of a reason as any to get away for a bit. Happy New Year? Anyway, sorry to anyone innocently walking in for a relaxing hot tub experience to find a white-haired woman in a bikini, her torso scattered with what looks to be...sword scars? And her arms covered in tattoos of sky scenes, birds, thunderclouds, and angry dragons. She doesn't seem too happy-go-lucky, either, what with that far off look in her eyes.

02. and they were roommates...

Sal had badgered the front desk enough to at least start with the assumption that she wouldn't have to share a room. She likes privacy and definitely doesn't appear to be someone who likes sharing space with random strangers. Stepping inside her room, with what looks to be...yeah, that's a sword at her waist (she couldn't leave Jeff behind), she notices another person's luggage straight away.

In her defense, she doesn't immediately draw a weapon but the reaction isn't exactly thrilled either.

"Who the fuck?"

03. fire drills

"It can't be that serious," Sal says, barely tolerating being stuck in a crowd of tired, agitated strangers. She's half-tempted to fly around the building to see if she can spot any flames.

Eventually she finds somewhere to perch and take out a bottle of whiskey. Whatever irritated and sleep-deprived person beside her is offered a swig, even if she barely turns to register their presence. "Not that I ever get any decent sleep anyway," she grumbles.

04. mountains

The next day seems to get off to a better start. Foregoing the spa luxuries to explore the mountain, Sal flies up above the path and treeline, a strange view to anyone hiking along below. Eventually she grows bored and stops at some of the rest areas, helping to keep the fires lit and trying to make whatever a "sm'ore" is.

"Do you know how to put this shit together?" She's got the stick and marshmallow, but what about the chocolate...?

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