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"OHHH I see now, that's why you attacked the crew. You wern't bloodlusting, you were greaving."

"Wait, what do you mean you were just attacking me!?"

*finishes his cig, and lights up a new and take a drag*
"fine be that way then, I guess I've gotten enough out of you for one day."
*looks back out to see and watches the sun come up over the horizon*

*finishes his cig adn walks back to the kitchen, and starts cooking, comes out three hours later with mass amounts of food*
"Here you all go I figured I should probably give you all a feast since I've been gone for so long, dig in and enjoy!"

Nyssa popped up on deck after hearing her grandfather screaming. She smiled and chuckled, noticing that the deck had been a bit dirty. She then sighed, seeing as none of the crew were listening to the orders, she took them on herself; Coiling and pinning the ropes, making sure to tighten and secure the belaying pins, putting all the spare rigs in the forehold, and anything else that needed to be done.

When the chores were done, Nyssa sat herself back against one of the coils of extra rope, her eyes watching the cuts in her hands bleed from the chores. She had grown soft in her time away, the calluses had softened back to her normal skin... She would have to break herself in again if she wanted to be a handy part of the crew. She smiled and sighed, pulling her bandana out of her back pocket and tying her hair back before she got up and walked down to her bunk again, laying down and crossing her arms behind her head, cradling her head and looking up at the top bunk.

*takes the hint and begins to mop the deck*
....argh why the hell am i doing this, im the quartermaster, i should be ordering someone else to be doing this....
*looks around for kubain*

*john thinks to himself*
....hey, ur a underling, U DO IT!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!*cough
*john goes about moppen still*
HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA

ye got a point there lass, well back to my lazy arse, i need rum damn it...