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 Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 11:11 am
::She looks at the weird captain, takes the keys and shrugs; if he's not going to give her the location of the rooms she'll just find them by herself later. She looks around the deck and sees Mackey. She's not sure if he is what she thinkgs he is, but other than Lanhy and the old gentleman's gift he's the closest thing to home she knows right now. So she looks once more at the captain, shrugs again, pockets the keys and starts walking over to Mackey who is looking over the side of the boat::
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 11:15 am
Now that's what I like to hear!
**smiles broadly at the man**
Wok-Fu? Must be a combo martial-art and cooking tradition... Anything with rice and tempura shrimp, preferably spicy.
Can I watch you cook? I love watching a master of anything in action, especially a chef.
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 11:21 am
Marissa-Gift_of_Helios So she looks once more at the captain, shrugs again, pockets the keys and starts walking over to Mackey who is looking over the side of the boat:: ::The Cap, watches her take her step away, and quickly steps forward and around in front of her again.:: Now now, hold on dear, where ya going? Its a big ship, I could give you a tour! ::He smiled from ear to slippery ear.:: Whaddya say? ---- Oh ho ho! Spectator! I love spectator! You see master at work! ::Flip, a kung fu flip back, and a kick off the door and spew of spices falls down. A flip to the side and a kung fu smack and the 'fridge opened revealed a stack of shirip, and with a swipe of his spatula he sliced open the plastic wrap. This was immediately followed by several hundred karate chops, each smacking a single shrimp into the pot. A front flip, and a black flip sucessively are used to kick closed the fridge and kick open the cabinet. And as he recovers from the flip, he shoves his spatula under a vial of red spice and rolls it along his shoulders, off his opposite wrist and kung fu shatters it in mid air, neatly letting it all land in the wok.:: Now dis, dis is wry secret part! ::It was a bit of a blur as he pulled out several unlabeled vials and emptys them into the pot with a bit more oil.:: Now...many people think this dangerous, but danger is the masters life! ::The final vial...Silver. A silvery liquid at least, and he was about to empty it entirely into the pot!::
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 11:24 am
Woah! Master Chef, I should warn you that I have some allergies that might need to be taken into consiteration before adding that vial of silver liquid to the mix.
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 11:26 am
Actually sir, since you didn't tell me where the rooms were that the keys went to I was just going to go around later today to find the rooms myself. And I was actually going to go talk to Mackey about the ship, this world and where we are going. So I'll let you get back to your duties, as I'm sure a ship of this magnitude needs constant supervision.
::she looks at Mackey again and goes to slip around the captain::
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 11:33 am
Marissa-Gift_of_Helios Actually sir, since you didn't tell me where the rooms were that the keys went to I was just going to go around later today to find the rooms myself. Now now, no lady should have to wander a big ship, like this full of scary strangers all by herself. ::And the touch. As he scoots beside her he gently places his arm around her shoulder...not in an imposing way...though something of a "I can see down your robe better from here" kind of way...Though his eyes stood trained her eyes.:: Marissa-Gift_of_Helios So I'll let you get back to your duties, as I'm sure a ship of this magnitude needs constant supervision. Mackey? Mackeys a boring old coot. I can show you the world, we cross it everyday...theres no bigger duty for a real man, than I beautiful woman. And I promise you, the magnitude of your beauty demands my supervisions. ::A smile so wide it could devour ships. And of course...a lick. He was harmless! Like the creatures in the ocean...:: --- Wha?! You not want extra supra ingredient!? ::The Black Chef slammed his black spatula down on the table, and the vial beside it.:: It making the shrimp pop and shine! How you deny it?! You crazy long hair boy?! Huh!?
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 11:37 am
I'm very sorry Master Chef, I did not mean to offend you. As nice as it sounds, I'm very very allergic to a certain metal. Silver to be exact. I don't know if or how it's used here, or even if it exists on this world, but it's very important that I not come in contact with it. It can make me very ill.
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 11:39 am
Umm ::looking just a liiiiiitle uneasy:: why don't you just point the way and I'll find it on my own. I mean wondering around on a big ship and finding the little nooks and crannies is a young girls dream. So, ummm ::trying to gracefully slip out from underneath his arm:: why don't you just give me a general overview as to where not to go and I'll just run off and enjoy my fantasy.
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 11:46 am
Marissa-Gift_of_Helios I mean wondering around on a big ship and finding the little nooks and crannies is a young girls dream. ::Oh, he's been at this for years. He knows that uneasy look in some ones pure eyes. He loved it!:: I understand, I understand, finding lttle girls noo--I mean finding nooks and crannies is a hobby of mine as well, thats why I sail around with this huge ship.] Marissa-Gift_of_Helios So, ummm ::trying to gracefully slip out from underneath his arm:: why don't-- ::Her efforts to slip away are equally gracefully me with efforts to slitter back onto her shoulders. And cut he gracefully cut right into her sentence.:: We go below, and share the fantasy. ------ Siwer?! You think put siwer in my cooking?! ::The vial of silvery liquid was almost instantly shoved in pour Lahnie's face. Ahh the oh so familiar smell of.....sugar.:: Siwer in my cooking?! SIWER?! How daring you?!
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 11:48 am
**looks very, very sheepish and embarassed**
I'm very sorry Master Chef. It's just that I've never seen sugar that color before. Please continue.
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 11:50 am
Wellll, ::still greatly uneasy:: I guess we could go for a quick tour of the boat, where my companions and I's rooms are the eating area and so on; but then I think I will need to find my other companions before they get into any trouble. Especially the bird. So lets start the tour so we can go back to our separate duties.
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 11:58 am
Boss. We got a problem.
::The voice boomed from behind the two. It wasnt that it was especially powerful or loud, it was just deep, as if it came from a rather well sized pair of lungs.::
Heh?
::The snakey captain, turned to face the sound of the voice, just a second. Just a moment before he'd take the poor young kitty with him. The voice came from none other than Mackey.
The large bear sat beside the duo with a flat look on his face and spoke.::
Audi's started another fight on the 3rd floor. She's threatening to blow us up...again...
::The snakey captains eyes shot open like a window with the blinds pulled up. And he was off, off the girl and down the stares as fast as his skinny legs could take him. All the while shouting.::
Audi! Stop! You know I love yooooouuuuuu!
::There stood Mackey. His eyes drifted down toward the small girl beneath him, meeting hers for just a moment before turning around and starting to walk back to his perch overlooking the ocean view. No words. But his eyes...their dark grey eyes seemed wholey empty.::
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Dats better.
::A flip of the spatula and the entire vial was dumped into the wok.::
Siwer...you crazy long haired me.
::And out came another vial of silver liquid, this time there was no pause, he just flopped it right in the pop.::
I use Mercery!
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 12:03 pm
**the realization visibly sinks in. That officially nothing is what it seems**
Ok **still feeling a little silly** ... I haven't heard of that before. Is that a spice or something?
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 12:03 pm
::Oh Luna above, the world could have come crashing down upon her head, or Watcher could have come running up onto the deck and she would have noticed none of it she was that overwhelmed in relief. But as she stood there dazed she started wondering who Audi was and if her tour of the boat to look for her room should "accidentally" take her up to the 3rd floor of the ship. She then looked over at Mackey and the look of emptiness in his eyes seemed to call out to a part of her that she had inherited from her mother who was the end-all protector of lost causes. She slowly made her way over Mackey, making sure he knew she was coming; giving him time to turn and leave if he needed to:
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2006 12:11 pm
::But he didnt. Infact he didnt budge at all. He just stared off over the edge of the ship and into the ocean below. It wasnt the silver fishes that caught his eye. Or the sun on the horizon, or even the Leviathan playing in the distance...infact it really didnt look like the ocean was what he was looking at, at all. It was more than he was staring off into the nothing, maybe it reminded him of something missing in himself. Needless to say, there were no answers.::
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Bwahaahahahaaa!!
::As cleche as possible, both his hands were placed on his hips and he laughed straight up at the ceiling. And then swung his masked face back down to look Lahnie dead in the eye.::
You sirry long hair man, is mercery, metal! Egyptins say it make you live forever!
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