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Jacob ll Crow's nest

Through each forced breath of air, Jacob answer Noelle. "Well! Born in Baltimore. Raised in Indiana. I like the mountains in between better. Whaddabout you? East coast? West coast? Gulf coast? Country gal?" Jacob continued inching his way around, eying several jagged edges again, on his third time around.

Upon entering the portal, Kyla and Leon would have seen themselves in the middle of the 'village', which was actually a small island town- specifically, just off to the side of a building, where they could see but not be seen. There did seem to be some damage to buildings, but nothing severe; in fact, many people were getting out and about, trying to get a good idea of the damage done, but they seemed anything but terrorized- more annoyed than anything.

There were no monsters, no space pirates... it seems someone had already come by to save the day.

[[GMed the portal a bit, Bobbi, sine you didn't specify where it would go. And no, Cory, I didn't forget about your Unversed, they just haven't started yet.]]

[[Louis : Caribbean Sea : Black Pearl - Below Deck]]

Louis tilted his head to face Anthony as he spoke. Louis smiled warmly at him in thanks the returned his face to one more fitting to the conversation, "Someone should keep an eye on her just in case. These things can get to a person if they're left alone to brood with no release."

Louis tried standing on his own without the wall again, shaking a little at the knees, but overall able to move freely, "First things first. We should get Joe to a bed."

As he walked to the door, Louis turned back to Kyle with a look crossed between a smile and frown, an uneasy expression unclear exactly what it was supposed to say, "Hey..." Louis stated finally after a moment of hesitation, "thanks. For everything. I owe you one."

Louis turned away and walked out, spotting Joe on the ground a short distance away. He walked over to him, bending over him for a second. Without hesitation he placed the back of his hand on his forehead for a second, still saying nothing. Louis turned back to the room he'd come from and yelled back, "Err... Anthony? Could you do me a huge favor and go get me a small bucket of fresh water and a towel from the hold? Bring it to the sleeping quarters if you can."

Louis knelt down next to Joe leaning on one knee while the other remained tucked near his chest, "Hey..." Louis spoke softly, "I'm moving you to the sleeping quarters. Don't try and stand... you've been poisoned and the last thing we need you doing is going and trying to do everything like the hard headed idiot I know you are. So just shut it and stay still."

Louis didn't give the fighter a choice. Usually he might have been worried he would have put up a fight, but with the effect of poison in his body he didn't expect him to put up that much of a fight in protest. So without waiting for an answer from the fighter, Louis slipped his arms under the male and hoisted him up, lifting with the strength of his legs and core.

Louis laughed as he turned and started down the hallway towards the sleeping quarters. He spoke sarcastically, "Dude, what the hell. You weigh a ton. You should really hold off on those extra helpings at dinner. Yeah, that's right... I saw you the other night, sneaking back to the counter to grab seconds while you thought no one was looking. See what that does to you? Gone and ate too much and you've made yourself sick. Pitiful."

[Nick :: Angel Grove :: Streets >> Dark Portal >> Village]

Nick hadn't noticed the black and blue fire dude show up. He couldn't help but notice some animosity between the guy and Seymour. It was actually kind of funny to him, in all honesty. The Lanista chuckled a bit before getting up and grabbing his rifle out of the nearby rubble. It was a little scratched up, but no serious damage as far as he could tell.

"Alright, I guess we're off then." Nick said, balancing the rifle on his shulders before walking into the dark portal. He paused only for a moment to stare at Cory before entering. Something about him seemed...different. He couldn't put his finger on it, but something wasn't right.

[Laan; Nithhogr .:. Caribbean .:. Captain's Quarters]

Nithhogr moved forward, cracking his knuckles as fire burned inside his mouth. "First thing's first, lassie, watch your tongue. If'n we did find you in an unfortunately prone position, t'would be you in trouble."

"Nithhogr shut up."

"Roight."

The Unversed stepped back and Laan said, "You'll have to forgive Nithhogr's lack of manners. His personality is cut from the same cloth as Cory, so-"

~

"-he wants to kill you, Ajora. It might have something to do with your Dark Ultima." Laan's face lit up, like he'd forgotten something as he was talking. "And my name is Laan."

[Anthony ~.~ Caribbean Sea ~.~ Lower Deck of The Pearl]

"Yeah, sure," Anthony said before hurrying even further below deck into the ship's hold. The wooden stairs that led into the ship's cargo hold creaked with every step the warrior-knight took. The further down the steps the man went, the darker it became; however, a dimly lit lantern hung on the wall at the end of the steps, which he used to help illuminate his path. Shinning the lantern on the stacks of crates, Anthony began searching for the fresh water and towels.

"Let's see now," he said, bringing the lantern closer to the crates to better read what was written on them. "Gun powder... cannon balls... spices... rum... clothes... even more gun powder and cannon balls... Ugh! Where are the water and towe--oh, here they are... and conveniently right next to each other."

Anthony set the lantern down then cracked the crates marked "water" and "rags" open. He pocketed a few towels and grabbed a jug of water before picking up the lantern and heading back to the stairs. Just before he reached the stairs, someone from behind him whispered, "Hast thou found what ye sought?" Immediately, Anthony spun around, eyes scanning whatever the lantern lit up, but found no one there. Officially freaked out, the man turned back around, hung the lantern, and ran up the stairs and to the sleeping quarters.

"I got the things you asked for, Louis," Anthony said as he walked into the sleeping quarter and up to Louis, handing him the items. "Need anything else?"

[Joe: Caribbean Sea: Pearl~Below Deck]

The male just kinda stared up at Louis. Was it Louis? Looked like Louis. Except kinda spin-y. He should really stop spinning, or else he might get sick like Joe. Oh, wait, that was just his vision. Dammit.

Closing his eyes as he was lifted, them male grunted at talk about being hard headed and 'fat'. "I know I know own stupid fault... and I can't help it. Midnight snacks are my main meals." Sad part? He was serious, not even catching the joking.

As he was set down on the cot, Joe sighed and closed his eyes...er...eye. "Sorry I was stupid...."

Anthony came in, and the male opened his eyes and spied the water. "Some of that?" He pointed at the water "Yeah, that'd be great. Also please make the ship stop spinning?" The male put a hand on the wall and lowered a foot to the floor, and the spinning at least slowed. It was a trick his aunt, who learned from his grandfather, of what to do when drunk enough that the world was spinning. Who knew it'd be helpful?