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 Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 8:29 am
*kubain swings both his whips around john's neck, as they stand toe to toe*
I didn't know you wanted me to kill you...
*he loosens the grip on the whips and puts them back around his body*
Times have changed, when I was left for dead, I was kept alive, at the cost of my abilities being taken away.
*grabs a bottle from the bag and takes a drink*
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 8:30 am
Destiny looked up as Kubain came into the kitchen, and started sulking in the corner.
"Can I help you Kubain? What seems to be the problem? Would you like something to munch?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 9:28 am
*Aeoess felt that she should step in a little (However she was a little tipsy)*
"Gouys, let us contienue teh celibraiton! Besides, I gout moure rum ief wi neid moure."
*Aeoess could barely pronounce anything right at this point, but that was a pointless celebration for them, and for her she felt as though she finally made a few friends. She didn't want to lose the moment just because someone returned to the ship with a grudge.*
"Mahn wit te whippes, whut are yu callied?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 9:45 am
*He turned to Destiny with a growing smile*
Please, I've been out in the ocean for a long while, and food, let alone another ship to steal it from, is scarce
*he then stood up and approached the unfamiliar lass*
The name is Kubain. Nice to meet you.
*he puts his right hand behind his head and starts scratching it*
I'd shake hands, but I'm not one to grow too close to those I've just met, no offense. What might your name be?
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 10:05 am
*Aeoess laughs a little.*
"Noune takun. I amn called Aeoess.
We're on a shiep foull ouf pirates, I doun't expect formalities."
*She then drank a little more, at this point she looked like she was ready to fall over. (She had at least two bottles so far)*
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 12:29 pm
*Now on his 15th bottle... well nothing much more needs to be said about what happens next so........*
*About Two Minutes or so Later....*
*nothing happens...*
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 1:09 pm
*Aeoess is lying on the deck with her bucket on her head, all around her is about 12 empty bottles of rum. She was definitely going to be out for a while.
You can tell that she enjoyed the random celebration*
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 1:27 pm
*15 or so bottles later*
Hmmm, a lady passed out on ship filled with pirates, interesting this will be seeing this story unfold
*pokes Aeoess with a stick*
Your not safe out here passed out
*carries Aeoess down to the fol'csle*
As much as I want to see what happens next, she saved my life, so I'll save her well being so-to-speak...
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 2:04 pm
*To the fol'csle they went (However her bunk is in the crow's nest.).*
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Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 6:27 pm
Destiny smiled shyly down at Kubain, then withdrew her hand and placed it on the hilt of her belt dagger out of habit.
" You've met me before, just a long time ago.. I'm Destiny, the ship's cook, retired assasin, artist,and gourmet chef..I'm in charge of making sure that the crew gets fed."
She paused a moment, and cocked her head to the side in an inquisitive posture. " What are you celebrating? Other than your return to the Lady? I noticed that you had quite a bit of the bottle.."
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Posted: Thu Nov 30, 2006 12:11 am
*still wondering around with Aeoess in his arms*
Hmmmm,... now where is your cabin...?
........
Oh well, ye can just borrow my bunk for the time being
*lays her down and returns to the main deck*
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Posted: Thu Nov 30, 2006 10:13 am
*After sleeping in John's bunk for a while, Aeoess rises with a bit of a headache with her vision a little bit blurred. She barely remebered drinking, but she did remember that she was cleaning the deck and how it most likely got worse after her drinking. (She may have some bottles to pick up, that and she may have vomited once or twice...)
She got up, and attempted t run out the door and begin, but with the doorway moving she ended up crashing into it, making her headache far worse. She got up slowly this time, and began to walk out the doorway and onto the deck.
Luckily she saw that her sack was still there, but her bucket was empty with her rag by it. All the bottles that she brought down were empty, and luckily there was no vomit. So she picked up all of the bottles, filled her bucket and finished cleaning in hopes that the captain wouldn't return on deck for a while.*
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Admiral Lord Cochrane Captain
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Posted: Thu Nov 30, 2006 11:14 am
Official Guild Administrator Bubble Says:
'Recently, since the arrival of our long lost friends John-0935 & Kubain, the Guild Ship's Company posting format has become abused and rather ignored.
Please see that all posts are placed as necessary: If you're going to sleep in your cabin, go to the Foc'stle Subforum and find the proper bunk. If you are going to visit me n the Wardroom or my Quarters, please find the correct subforum and post accordingly. The Galley & Doctor's medical facility even has it's own Subforum.
I've set up this guild so as to be as real as possible: Easy to Understand, Easy to Navigate. Please put her to her paces and treat her well.'
Thank You.
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Posted: Thu Nov 30, 2006 1:56 pm
(Sorry, I was merely following along to keep it all going without any unnecessary pauses.)
*Aeoess continued to scrub as fast as she can, and she was attempting to ignore her own intoxication. She grew more weary, and a tad bit seasick thanks to the ship's gentle rocking, but she continued on anyway. She was almost done until*
"Uughh..*Buurp*"
*Aeoess ended up running to the side of the boat and ended up vomiting out into the water. She then fell over and landing on her butt. She was just sitting there for a few seconds, she was way to dizzy to get up. This was a horrid hangover for her.
Once she had enough strength to continue she went to the last area of the ship and cleaned it the best she could, she then went to the nest and laid down for a second.*
(Continued in the crow's nest (Which is the bunk of aeoess))
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Posted: Fri Dec 01, 2006 12:11 am
*Suddenly, as John was heading in the direction of the galley, he slips on the over-ly clean planks slammed on to his back as well as impaling his stomach with a katana*
.... stressed damn it..............
*John notices blood puddling up around him*
.....damn it,... blood is hard to get out of wood.....
........
stressed
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