Is Redwall as safe as they say it is? (Role-play thread)

[LT Sandpaw]

OOC: That's fine with me, BTW Thanks

BIC:

"Oh really, what about that time during the summer festival when I was snitching your bread rolls? You slapped me pretty hard, my ears still sting a bit. Oh wait, was it mother Ava that slapped me?" Bracklew mused for a moment then shrugged.

Just then Rayne walked in, pointing to a separate bed she gave a quick jerking motion with her paw. "Your dinner will be up shortly, eat and then sleep, you need to rest."

~*~*~*~

Not waiting for Vadoma to pull off the hood herself Saltooth dodged around her racing for the hatch that led down into the ship. Pushing aside a few pirates who had been woken up in the ensuing debacle of an assassination Saltooth disappeared into the darkness shedding his black robes and joining the growing crowd of confused vermin.

OOC: I'm all set for a time skip.

[Ashleg]

OOC-
No problem.
And for the timeskip we just need Sage and...is Vilu back or not?
I'll just say if Sagetip agrees with the Timeskip then we'll go ahead with it.
IC-
Mixy scoffed. "It was both of us...I think. Well, whatever, the point of that was to show ya that nobeast steals a hare's bloomin' bread rolls and gets away with it! Other then that one time when you were trying to murder me by stealin' my bread rolls, I've never slapped you. I swear you could've started a famine, bread-snatcher." The haremaid stuck her tongue out and nudged Bracklew playfully, falling back on the bed.
"Hehehee, you know I'm just kidding--nobeast can starve me 'cause I'll eat 'em first!"

--

"Answer me, you little--oof!" Vadoma dove for Saltooth, flailing her paws around to try to get his mask off, but when she landed it was not on a rat but the wooden deck of the ship.
Saltooth was already gone in the crowd.

[Hickory]

OOC: I'm good with the timeskip.

[Ashleg]

OOC-
Okie dokie, I'll start it.
It'll be morning.
IC-
Mixy awoke with a yawn, and she glanced about the room, noticing the sun that was trying its hardest to seep through the window and light up the room. Oh no, she thought, I've slept in!
When the young hare sat up, she noticed Bracklew lying on another bed, and realized that this was not her room at all. It was the sickbay.
Instead of getting up and wandering outside, she grinned and tiptoed over to Bracklew's bed and tried to see if he was awake.
"Hellooo, sleepypaws bushytail, it's morning..."

--

Rapshade the ferret captain stirred as well. Unlike with Mixy, he couldn't tell if it was day or not because it was still dark in his room.
He stared at the ceiling a while, recalling the events of last night.
...He had Blackclaw and Goddith chained up with the slaves, and had gone down to see that it was so even before Vadoma treated his wounds. Then he'd fainted when trying to go back up the stairs.
How humiliating.
The ferret finally sat up and scooted to the edge of his bed, testing the bandages on his chest and neck with his paw.
So Vadoma had helped him.

[Vilu Daskar]

OOC: Yes I am back, I'm waiting for the correct time.

[Hickory]

Still yawning a little bit, Ava entered the sickbay. "Morning all. I hope you slept well."

[LT Sandpaw]

Dream

Darkness, oh so heavy darkness. Cold, everything was cold. Fear so afraid, no where to run, nowhere to hide. Light tiny yet distinguishable in the distance. He ran, footpaws clattering across something hard and sharp. He looked down, bones lay scattered covering the earth. He ran more racing for the light, tail steaming behind him, eyes wide in terror, a silent scream ripping from his throat. His paws splashed, he tasted salt in his mouth. He looked down and saw red fur mixing with red blood, a voice sounded in his ear over and over. Asking for help, always it drove him mad. He crashed across the blood and bone soaked field there was no longer any light. All was blackness. He fell landing on cold earth, he curled into a ball as a dark presence approached, babbling for mercy he hid his face. A heavy paw rested on his head, strong and warm. Slowly the darkness fled lifting into pale misty light. Finally peace, and a dreamless sleep.

[close]

Curling into a ball Bracklew closed his eyes tighter, covering his head with is tail to block the light filter though the infirmary windows. He was warm and comfortable, and he wasn't going anywhere.

"G'way M'tired." He moaned around the pillow and tail. It didn't help his mood that his entire body was sore and stiff. Hearing Ava's voice Bracklew knew the struggle was over and he sat up blinking owlishly at Mixy. Red fur stuck up at odd angles giving him a ragged appearance. Bracklew glanced at Mixy and memories of the pervious day came flooding back in a rush.

"Morning Mix, Mother Ava. What's for breakfast?"

[Ashleg]

Mixy started when she heard Ava's voice practically come out of nowhere.
She stood up with a grin and combed through her fur with her claws. "Morning, Mother Ava Badgerwhatsit." She said, giggling to herself.
She had pushed yesterday's events to the back of her mind, where they would hopefully stay and rot away until they were nothing more than far-off memories.
"Yes, what is for breakfast? I smell something mighty good down the hall, and I don't have a bally clue what it is, but it's calling for me..."

--

Annoying stupid vixen to take pity on me while I'm unconscious, Rapshade thought.
All she did was pretend to feel bad for him, but really he knew that she didn't like him anymore. She hadn't even come to help last night.
But Jetfur did, right?

[Hickory]

Ava sniffed the air as well. "Smells like scones. The Friar will probably bring up breakfast on a tray for some poor injured beasts like you."

She smiled before leaving.

[Ashleg]

OOC-
Oh, oh no.
To anyone who saw this before the edit, that was the worst autocorrect ever (even though it did make me laugh)! Please forgive me.
It's all fixed now, though.
IC-
Mixy screwed up her face. She'd been looking forward to racing into the kitchen and eating the scones with her father and Bracklew. "Aaw, but Ava, I think I can handle it. I'm fit as a fiddle, wot wot!"

[Vilu Daskar]

Just then Fergbar came in carrying a tray filled with enough food for four creatures. It was piled with hot scones, a pot of honey, and a large pot filled with hot mint tea.

   "Friar said to bring you two some breakfast," he said setting down the tray.

[LT Sandpaw]

"Hardly Mix, besides I don't feel like making a fool of myself in front of everyone during meals today." Bracklew held up his paws. He went back to patting down his rebellious fur in a futile attempts to sooth it. His nose went up suddenly and he sniffed the air. "Mm Mother Ava wasn't joking, breakfast is coming up."

Sure enough Fergbar entered bearing with him a tray stacked with edible delicacies. "Thanks Ferg, this looks great." Immediately forgetting Rayne's orders he scooped up one of the scones. There was no indication that it had hurt him other then a small flash in his eyes, and quick twitch of his tail.

~*~*~*~*~

Morning did not bring relief or peace to the nervous Saltooth. He had heard of his comrades fate of being chained below with the slaves and felt lucky he had survived the night. He could only imagine that Vadoma had told Rapshade she had been attacked to. It was no secret who Blackclaw and Goddith were best mates with and it was only a matter of time before Rapshade put two and two together.

Looking around for some way to prove his innocence  his nervous eyes fell on Frogeye. Crwaling forward the steersrat jabbed the other rat in the side. "Ey mate, I need ye ta say I was beside ye all night n' never moved fr'm 'ere, ye savvy?" Frogeye opened his eyes and sat up glancing at Saltooth. His eyes were extremely watery and bright green thus earning him the name Frogeye. Both searats considered each other then Frogeye nodded.

"Sure mate, but ye gotta give me one O' yer curved daggers, ye savvy?" Saltooth cursed and pounded his fist on the floor but to no avail. Moodily he passed over the blade which Frogeye accepted with easy grace.

[Vilu Daskar]

"Is something wrong Bracklew?" said Fergbar, noticing his eyes.

[Ashleg]

"Ooh, that smells great. Thanks, Fergbar," Said Mixy as she hungrily reached for a scone. She didn't notice Bracklew's little hint at pain, not because she was bad at noticing things but because she simply wasn't looking at him.

--

Rapshade cleaned out his fur and slipped his long purple coat on, along with a scarf to cover the mark on his neck. The ferret chose his favorite weapon--the sabre--and strode out on deck, careful to close and lock the door behind him. So, there was daylight.
He did his best to hide all signs of distress as he made his way across the deck and over to the stairwell that led to where the slaves and prisoners were kept. The only hint that he was hurting were his eyes, which he kept blinking so they wouldn't water.
He put on a fake smirk and peered down the stairs.
Rapshade eventually decided not to wait any longer and tiptoed down the stairs, tail streaming behind him. He glanced around the corner and blinked sweetly. Blackclaw and Goddith were chained up all the way in the back. "Oh, Jetfur, my mate, are you awake? I need to talk to you."
He raised his voice up and down in an almost singsong fashion so the weasel and fox would be sure to hear it. Rapshade the Swift was alive, and that wasn't about to change!

[Hickory]

Jetfur had finally gotten a decent sleep and he exited his cabin, happier than usual. "You called, Cap'n?'