the tempest

❝Do not mistake me for my mask. You see light dappling on the water and forget the deep, cold dark beneath.❞ delphi kom floukru. pirate.

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Out to Sea || Delphi & Carli

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Carli maneuvered her cart away from the beach and tucked it near a few large boulders, quickly covering it with some wood debris to disguise it as best she could. If anyone were to actively search, they’d probably see it, but Carli figured that would be the least of her problems if people were actually scouting from the boat. She lifted her head briefly over the rocks, scanning to assess the situation; people were climbing out of a small boat, walking inland… they didn’t seem to have any war paint on, but they were obviously Floukru. Kneeling back down, Carli ran a hand down to her leg, were she kept her fishing knife strapped. It was large and sharp, but she’d have to get way too close to inflict any damage with it. Damn it, moments like this Carli wished she’d taken after her brother and taken up archery. Still, better to be armed than to just wait and hide like a sitting duck.

Something stirred in Carli’s stomach at the sight of the larger boat, waiting just off the coast. Floukru. She hadn’t seen a boat like that in over a decade, and it stirred up so many memories that had long stayed dormant. The warm sea air, the tropical humidity… the colorful trees and flora. Like a dream just on the edge of her thoughts, Carli could almost feel it for a moment as she watched the ship rise and fall over the tides.

Staring at the sea, Carli noticed no more boats were coming towards the beach. She couldn’t see the crewmen anywhere nearby, meaning they were likely scouting the area. Carli had to make a decision. If she ran now, she might run into one of the men, at which point, there would be no leaving quietly. She could conceal herself better and hide, but Carli didn’t fancy sleeping on a beach all night. So, it seemed she had one alternative. Engage. These sailors didn’t know that she was alone. In fact, for all they knew she could be a scout sent before a huge army. Maybe she’d have that kind of intimidation on her side.

After taking a deep breath, Carli stood and hopped over the rock, walking towards the lone figure on the beach. She’d rather engage with someone who was also (currently) alone than risk running into one of the guys on shore. The wind was picking up, whipping Carli’s hair about and she patted it down, walking slowly and quietly down the beach to the woman. Her knife waited in her ready hand, though she kept it low.

“You can’t be here!” Carli shouted once she was close enough. She couldn’t risk losing too much ground between them, or she’d be at more of a disadvantage- she wouldn’t be able to run, like she fully intended to do. “You have to leave! Now!”

[floukrudelphi]

The moment Delphi set eyes upon a figure in the distant, her heart froze in her chest. Like the frigid lands she was currently visiting, ice began to spread through her body, casing her organs in ice. She had detached completely. Her mind refused to flash back to memories of the last time she had been caught on a beach like this. Her mind didn’t travel to days of being chained up and feeling the bite of a knife as patterns were carved into her back. Her mind blocked out all memories of ripped off fingernails, sewn lips, broken bones, anything that had to do with the memory at all.  If anything, her mind shut down completely.  The only thing left in Delphi was pure instinct. And instinct had her starting to stride toward the figure, drawing her swords in preparation. She wasn’t going back. As she neared the figure, she noted the age of the woman, and the expression on her face. Her words gave her room to pause. 

Leave now? Where were the threats? The yells of hatred? 

In all honesty, if the woman in front of her turned out to not be a warrior, she could just kill her now and be done with it. If she was a warrior, she knew she could hold her own against them due to her own warrior training. If she was a scout, kill her and then get the fuck back to Flougeda and deal with the fallout there. Her gaze flickered around the rocks and the distant trees searching for more figures but she couldn’t see any. But if she did kill her, then would come the task of finding her sailors and Delphi refused to leave them behind. What could she do? Play diplomacy?

Brow furrowing, she tensed but ended up sheathing one of her swords. Using her free hand, she lifted it in the air in a peaceful gesture. “Relax, Relax.” She soothed, voice calm and even. Keeping her expression open and honest, she fought the urge to do the exact opposite. Every nerve in her body was telling her just to kill the girl but she couldn’t risk the loss of her crew or even worse - the start of another war. 

She sheathed her other sword, leaving her hands empty. It was a detestable feeling to be so exposed but the situation called for it. Depending on the goodwill of another person could go either way.

“I am not here for trouble, I promise you.” She jerked a thumb over her shoulder in the direction of her ship in the distance. “We are just trying to make it home and wait out the storm. We only came to shore for water.”

[andruwminyrd]

mood boards. the boy who flew too close to the sun. for ania

[stalecrouton]

HP AESTHETICS : houses + gryffindor “Their daring, nerve and chivalry set Gryffindors apart.”

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Out to Sea || Delphi & Carli

@floukrudelphi

Everyone knew a storm was coming- the animals were hiding, the waters were rough from wind, and the temperature was fluctuating a mile a minute- and most of Azkru had taken shelter already to ride it out. Carli had taken a trip north, to the Azgeda sea border, and it was beginning to seem like she’d either have to make camp and hunker down where she was or head back home quickly. She’d already stayed past all of the others who’d been fishing on the coast, but Carli wasn’t too worried. Storms comforted her, in a strange, terrifying way. They helped her stay grounded and remember that no matter how bad people could be to one another, the earth was stronger and more powerful.

She was knee deep in the tide, beginning to drag in some of her nets which, luckily, were filled with crustaceans she could bring home to trade or eat, when she spotted something on the horizon. The sky was darkening, but she was still positive of what she’d seen: a boat. Azgeda had no large boats that she was aware of, considering their only ocean border was far too north and ice would make the way quite dangerous, and small fishing boats were only useful to the south where it wasn’t perpetually winter. Curious, she stared a moment longer, before continuing to pull in her catch.

Once two were out, and she began pulling in her third, Carli spared a glance upwards again, only to find that the boat was closer. Someone was pulling into shore. Someone who shouldn’t be. She tensed up, hurrying her work and shoving everything onto her cart so she could take cover and observe. Was this an attack? Was Floukru finally making a move against her new home? Was it a trader, lost at sea?

Carli should leave immediately, head back to Haihoum and tell everyone what was happening… but if it were just an innocent fisher attempting to find safe harbor for the storm, she’d feel awful. Zula would see it as an attack no matter what the circumstances were. So, instead… Carli waited. If warriors began to take shore and set up camp, she’d run. If not… well, she wasn’t quite sure yet.

[floukrudelphi]

As the anchor dropped and her crewmates bustled around, Delphi stood on the main deck. Gaze set on the land in the distance, she could feel the scars on her back begin to prickle the longer she looked at Azgeda. Fingers twitching at her sides, she tore her gaze away to where some of the sailors were preparing a small boat to go to land in search of fresh water. They could not continue sailing without it and Delphi knew she had to beat the storm to Flougeda even as another one loomed down upon her. If she could wait out the current storm, she reckoned she could return to Flougeda before the tempest struck. The wind whipping her hair around her face, Delphi strode toward the rowboat, her twin shortswords strapped over her back.

Sitting quietly as the three sailors who accompanied her began to row toward shore, Delphi dipped her fingers toward the water. The frigid, northern water bit at her fingers, sending chills throughout her body. She welcomed it. She’d need her wits about her if she and her men were to grab water inland without being beset upon by Azkru warriors. The closer the small boat came to shore, the tenser she could. Digging her nails into her palms, she straightened up and adopted an expression of detachment. 

“Find and gather as much fresh water as you can.” Delphi commanded once they reached the shore, climbing out of the boat to help pull it further onto the sand so it wouldn’t drift away. “Be careful. We have neither the time nor the ability to fight an Azkru army.”

The dark, stormy sky above her matched her tempestuous mood. Upon sailing into the sea, she had considered just evacuating her ship but she’d rather take her chances keeping the rest of her crew on her ship than on the shore of their greatest enemy. A storm they could survive but without proper reinforcements, they could not survive the wrath of Zula. Even the thought of the wretched queen brought a snarl to Delphi’s face. The pirate had no time for women proclaiming their own holiness and importance. For not the first time, Delphi felt the storm in her own chest wish for the destruction of a land that had brought upon a near genocide of her people. 

And for what? Greed? Power? Delphi was no stranger to greed and power but there were some limits she would not go to and that was what separated Delphi from Zula. But, even that wouldn’t stop her from killing the queen if the opportunity proposed itself. 

[ms-jully]

Killjoys Rewatch → 1.07 ‘Kiss Kiss, Bye Bye’

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There’s a tightness in Siren’s chest, and try as she might, there’s no getting rid of it. To ease the feeling, she takes to the sea. It’s a method of many who find salt in their lungs over dust and an everlasting bitterness brought on by sheets of ice and earth. Chills run their way down the back of Siren’s neck, and even though she wants nothing more than to lose her way to the way that the waves roll against the shore, lapping at the sugary sand, eagerly pulling away remnants of what her, among others, had left behind. Walking amongst the water is best done with feeling the sand sinking beneath her feet, and so she continues to drag her feet through the water, toes sinking down with every step. 

She’s nearly lost herself to the horizon, dark, clouded, lonely. Though, at the same time it’s so full of life, and it proves that way at the voice of a woman whose taken to the water farther out than she has. Eyebrows raising slightly, Siren raises a heavy hand to scrape back at the hair that’s begun to stick to her forehead. 

“And here I thought I were the teller.” 

[floukrudelphi]

Delphi smiled wryly, shifting in the water to glance fully at the priestess. The water rippled around her, forming to the barrier of her body. Digging her toes deeper into the wet sand, Delphi lifted her shoulders in a shrug. “Instincts.” She offered, taking a side step into deeper water. She was deep enough that the water was at her thighs and she could swirl her finger tips across the surface. The perfume of salt and seaweed sweetened the air, causing the pirate’s heart to soar in her chest. She’d sink deeply into the water if she could. There were tales told to children of creatures in the deep who could breathe underwater and sometimes, Delphi wished she could be one of them. To sink into the great unknown. 

On the shore, Siren stood tall and solemn, her expression unreadable as she often was. Delphi never knew what to make of the woman, never having really sought out her services. They strolled at different ends of destiny. Tilting her head toward the faint fires of the village, Delphi cast the priestess a questioning glance.

“I am surprised to find you out here, Siren. I would have thought your services and talents would be much needed in the village.” 

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[floukrudelphi]

Leader (17) Hunter (13) Performer (12)

Leader

It would be hard to imagine you being anything but the leader in any group. In fact, taking any kind of subservient role may feel demeaning to you. As a Leader type, you have a natural air of authority, and a charisma that makes you stand out in a crowd. (Think how out of place Elvis might have appeared if he’d stood in the background playing saxophone instead of being the front man.)

You bring to this life an innate wisdom, which is why people will look to you for advice. You may sometimes make decisions on your own without thinking to involve others, and once you’ve made up your mind, you may be reluctant to change it. This may work in an emergency, but in other circumstances it can give the impression that you are arrogant or condescending.

It can be hard to find good role models, given the scarcity of Leader types, but you can always refer to history to see how individuals such as Alexander the Great and John F. Kennedy used their leadership skills. Not every Leader becomes a president, of course, and many end up in humbler circumstances. You can always recognize Leaders by their inner confidence and occasionally by their coterie of followers or assistants.

Hunter

As a Hunter, you have both feet firmly planted on the ground. You are goal-oriented and will see a task through to completion, working in an orderly manner. You have a strong practical streak and may sometimes forget to take time to stop and smell the flowers. A Hunter type might drive through an ugly industrial area rather than taking a picturesque country road, just to shave a couple of minutes off the journey. Your pragmatic nature might result in your home being more functional than decorative.

Thousands of years ago, the survival of the tribe would have depended on your ability to stay focused on your mission to track down and catch your prey. This trait remains in Hunter types and is what makes them excellent providers for their families.

Your logical approach to life sometimes makes it hard to access your emotional and intuitive self. Like some Hunter types, you may be suspicious of those who base their decisions on gut feelings or something other than plain facts.

Your loyalty to your family, friends, or co-workers is strong, as is your ability to organize others. You may be drawn to team sports or group activities, though you can work alone equally well. Solitary Hunters occupy offices throughout the corporate world, while small groups of them can be found scaling mountains or otherwise seeking adventure and the chance to prove themselves. If you want to see Hunters in a larger group, simply take a look at a football team or a platoon of soldiers.

Performer 

Performers are outgoing, charming people with a strong sense of fun. Because of their desire to communicate, they tend to be more talkative than many other soul types. If you are a Performer type, you’ll tend to be good with words and perhaps even show a dramatic flair when it comes to expressing yourself. You will generally feel comfortable being the focus of attention and may dress or behave in a way that attracts attention to you.

Your passionate nature and tendency to express strong emotions may make you appear a little volatile to more down-to-earth types. A caricature of this type would be an entertainer like Jim Carrey or Joan Rivers—both of whom share the Performer’s love of hamming it up.

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Never trust a queen ♚          who tells you she’s a queen ♚

[floukrudelphi]

white dwarf

white dwarf: do you fear your life will collapse? why?

The sea beats on always, relentlessly. I fear neither death nor catastrophe. 

[floukrudelphi]

supernova

supernova: is there anything that upsets you more than it should?

A monarch that should have been deposed a long time ago.

[floukrudelphi]

Reblog to Play: Star Asks

neutron: is pressure to succeed good or bad?

protostar: are you working on changing yourself right now? how?

red dwarf: how long can you put up with stress?

red giant: what fuels you?

supergiant: do you think life is too quick?

supernova: is there anything that upsets you more than it should?

t tauri: are you excited for anything in the near future?

white dwarf: do you fear your life will collapse? why?

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[floukrudelphi]

Delphi dug her toes into the soft, damp sand, relishing the feel of the gentle waves caressing her ankles back and forth. She had left her heavier clothes a few feet away on the sand, along with her weapons, currently only clad in a light tunic that stopped mid-thigh, leaving the rest of her legs bare.. The warm night air clung to her with silence, presenting a very tranquil picture of a night spent on the beach. And yet, despite the almost picturesque scene, Delphi was clenching and unclenching her fists, gaze set on the black sea. She had refused to spend another night in the Discoverer or the Housouda or even in the heart of the village, escaping to the ocean. Overhead, the stars twinkled lightly and Delphi took another step, deeper into the water. Hearing the ocean and looking at the stars, she could pretend - if only for a little while - that she was back on her ship. 

Delphi had always known she was not meant for a life on the land - she had known it since the first moment she had set her eyes on the sea. It called to her constantly but unlike when she was younger, she could not heed its call. She could not accept its invitation to sail away on the water. She was needed with her clan and so she could not go sailing away. Trouble brewed on the horizon like a dark storm. Anyone with a pair of eyes and common sense could see that. Whether it was the mountain or Azgeda, something was coming and she couldn’t run from it anymore. Expelling a sigh, she ignored the rustling for a few moments, simply hoping that whoever it was would go away but when it continued, Delphi turned her head slightly, barely glancing over her shoulder. 

“I had not expected your company tonight.”

[floukrudelphi]

Elder

elder : if you had a fairy godmother, what would you ask her for?

The chance to sail to the ends of the world without a care.

[floukrudelphi]

cedar

cedar: do you feel like anyone’s protecting you?

My clan protects me as they do everyone in Floukru - from the smallest child to the oldest elder. But, I also protect myself.

[floukrudelphi]

oak

oak: what element do you feel the most power over?

It’s not as if I’ve spent most of my life on water or anything like that. 

[floukrudelphi]

Reblog to Play: Tree Asks

ash: would you sacrifice yourself for a stranger?

bonsai: are you easily impacted by the feelings of others?

birch: how do you cope with loss?

cedar: do you feel like anyone's protecting you?

elder: if you had a fairy godmother, what would you ask her for?

fir: how long do you want to live for?

heather: do you believe friendship must be earned?

holly: what makes you angry?

juniper: are you easily pressured into doing things you feel uncomfortable with?

maple: if you could have one magic ability, what would it be?

oak: what element do you feel the most power over?

pine: list your favorite holidays

redwood: do you respect your elders?

wisteria: are you romantic?

willow: what was the last dream you had?