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Aiden nodded as Tracey stepped forward to speak. It would also give the captain a chance to offer the man the same proposition he wished to speak to Tia about. It would be soon to begin giving out promotions, but without a stable set of high ranked crew to assist him, he would have a difficult time controling the current surplus of deckhands.

Beginning in the direction of the lower deck, Aiden turned back in order to motion for Tracey to follow. Speaking politely to both Alexis and Tia, the captain hoped they would not be too bothered by him quickly speaking with the man first. "I will be speaking with Tracey, but will speak with each of you individually quickly after. Please wait above deck and I will have Tracey send for whomever wishes to speak next. My cabin is clearly marked as my own and I shall keep the door open."

Continueing to his cabin, the captain kicked the door open and perceded to his thick, wooden desk. The room was twice, or possibly three times the size of the other cabins, but seemed to be located on the same level of the ship. Like many of the other compartments of the ship, McCallahan's room was no cleaner. With papers, maps and books scattered about, the man tried to kick a walkway for Tracey to enter. Scooting a crate near his desk for the deckhand to sit, he awaited Tracey's entrance.

Tia nodded to Aiden in a gesture to let him know she was not bothered in the least. She gave Tracey a worried look wanting to grab him and ask what was wrong. Tia's heart was now filled with dread that something was seriously wrong. And While this enconter with the captain was a good one it was not till Aiden was already in his cabin did she remember that she had not been able to ask the question she had needed to ask. With a sigh Tia shrugged and with a grim face she turned to look over the deck trying to figure out what was left to do on the deck. With a short frown her face then changed to one of serious stature seemingly wipping her worries away for the moment atleast.
Swiftly she turned to Caden she gave a nod to let him know his words were not lost to her ears.
"It seems you are a deckhand then. If you could find some rags and water and scrub down all the railings that should be good for now." Tia then noticed that there were yet more pirates and the one's she had given jobs earlier were now done. Her eyes searched the deck for anything that was possibly left to do.
"Truthfully I do not see anything left to do above deck that isnt being worked on or done and as far as I know the below deck was is still off limits. I suppose we should use this time for introductions. After all it will be easier to work together when we set sail if we arent yelling hey you over there help me, right? Everyone thats done with there work in full please come over here." Tia said before finding a nice out of the way place to sit down as she awaited thoses who where done so they could get to introductions. Tia was very good with names she only needed to her them once to remember what face it belonged to.

((Continued from the Isle thread))

Samuel shurged as the girl seemed quite discusted by him.
"Hey Lass you never know when people say thinks like that to you here. And Im a man for hire, but I keep differents jobs seprate. I would not offer my servives once on board less it be in the name of love lassy. And I wont speak with such words save the part about your beauty, so now dont be begging me to lie about that, Ive got me standards." Samuel chuckled with what he had said. He then watched as she begain to walk towards the ship with a smirk he watched the way she walked before following. Reaching the water he looked at the ropes for a moment before speaking again. " Would you like to be carried lass, not in any perverted way, just as a thank you fer gving me a chance you gest off the island."

Mariko sighed as the Captain disappeared away with a group of people, and she was stuck with no orders.

"Awww well, free time!" she cheered and swung herself to the rail, puckered up, and let loose a spitwad the size of a thumb.

It disappeared from view into the dark sea but she heard the satisfying pakunk noise as it hit the surface of the water.

Mariko yawned and stumbled about the deck, looking for some entertainment... And something other to make her drunk and loopy.

She didn't actually expect to find something, so she leapt up on a random crate and looked out at the deck of the ship.

"Arr-dy-arr-dy-arrr, I'm a captain!" she said in a high-pitched cruelly sissy voice. "I order people AROUND all day!" she crooned and shook her butt at the crew. "Fetch me my WHISKEY so I can drink up and claim credit for everything!" she sang and grabbed the nearest long object, a broomstick, and struck up a quick waltz around the deck, splashing puddles about.

"Laaaaa-deeee-daaaa!" she whistled.

Despite her seeming blue-collar resistance to Captains, anyone looking could see she was not acting out of any spite or offense whatsoever but pure the boredom a woman being ignored. "If I were captain, I'd set sail and kick the nearest ship down to the Johnnyboy Locker!"

A small squeak was heard from Jamie Gallows as the male behind her reached up her skirt and shoved her over the railings. They toppled onto deck and the woman was quick to accept Nicolas's hand as he helpe dher up. It was not much of an entrance they had made. They most likely had looked like fools. Glancing about though, it seemed as if no one had noticed their stumble and were now looking to them as they stood upright and alert.

The gypsy had released Nicolas's hand and now dusted her skirt off, sky blue eyes scanning the dek in search of the man they had come to speak with. The ship was impressive indeed. The crew was bustling about busily, doing more work than Jamie could recall the crew of the Dementia doing all at once together. It seemed that this captain either had his crew very disaplined, or they were very respective towards the male.

At this thought Jamie caught sight of a small gathering and caught her breath, hearing him speak of she and Nicolas, as well as praising the man whom had brought them to the ship. Straightening herself further, having brushed her skirt free of dirt, yet also pulling it slightly lower, she wanted to make a good impression on this Captain. She was not the same young woman who slept with men and entertained men to feed her family. She no longer needed to attempt to attract men when she had the attentionof the elf beside her. Her thoughts no longer shifted to her past guilty deed, thought he reminder was on her left hand.

Having spoken with the crew members around him, it seemed as though the captain would be occupied with appointments. Jamie slowly smiled up at Nciolas and tugged at the back of his shirt. " Shall we wait and see if we can slip ourselves into a time slot with him?" The woman purred.

Marey caught sight of Tia, and made her way over. Judging by the people who had sat down nearby, she guessed that most of the work had been done, but it never hurt to make sure. "I cleaned up all the soot," She said, hoping she didn't sound too pompous or anything of the like. She wasn't at home now, and the last thing she wanted to seem was stuck up and that she didn't know her place. She did, but she had found the way she talked often seemed to throw people off. Oh, curse the irony. At home, she had seemed to the rest of them like one of the 'commonfolk' on the streets. Marey hated the word. But here on Isla Olvidada, she had found that often she was mistaken for a title she had cast off the moment she had run form home - 'miss'. "I mean, I..." She gave up trying to explain for something she wasn't sure of. "Like, is there anything else I should do?"

"Nay, but I thank ye fer yer offer," she said, chuckling merrily. "I fear that th' Cap'n might have me hide if I were ta' do such a dishonest thing, ye see," she explained, taking a breath and walking into the water, having no desire to get her hat and plume wet. Grumbling, she swam towards the rope like some dog might, though she quickly came upon one of the ropes that anchored the ship. Grinning, she grabbed ahold of it and began climbing up it like a monkey, on hands and feet. Hands placed themselves on the rail, and the woman nearly polevaulted herself onto the deck, maroon and black clothes clinging to her in an uncomfortable way.

Zaldeer then leaned back and wrung out her hair, noting to herself to try and find a brush for it later. Looking around, she saw that there were more than just a few pirates on the ship now, and that they would have a fine crew indeed.

"Huzzah," she said mildly, starting to look around the deck for Tracey or Aiden.

"Oi!! Tracey!!" she called, hands cupped around her mouth like an amplifier.