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 Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 12:48 pm
"Exactly." Orient replies. He stretches.
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 12:53 pm
Uriel reads another page and a half or so, then he puts it down, because the combination of reading and the movements of the boat is starting to make him feel ill.
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 12:56 pm
Orient can tell this. He's been on the ship for a few years now, and he can tell when a bout of seasickness is about to surface. He digs around a little again, then offers Uriel a vial. "take this. it'll keep the bile at bay. "
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 12:57 pm
He blinks, but thinks that's a good idea, so he drinks down the contents of the vial. He makes a bit of a face, "Ugh. What was that?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 1:01 pm
"No idea." Orient replies. "I thought it was rum when we found it, but, alas, it's not. I found out it's very good for hangovers, and seasickness though."
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 1:04 pm
"God. Rum tastes better than that." He does feel less like he's going to need to run for the side of the boat anytime soon though, so ti must be doing something.
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 1:06 pm
"I bet I can take yer mind off th'taste..." Orient replies with a dirty smirk.
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 1:06 pm
Uriel raises en eyebrow, "Well, you know my cost."
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 1:07 pm
Orient reaches beside himself again, and pulls out a pouch filled with gold. "This should be enough for the remainder of your stay here, on the ship."
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 1:09 pm
He goes through the pouch, taking out just enough for one round, "I prefer to be accurate. I don't want money I didn't earn, and I don't want to do anything without pay."
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 1:10 pm
Orient shrugs, and takes the puch back, setting it ontop of the mound of gold he's taken it from. "Suit yerself." he says, then rolls onto him.
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 1:13 pm
Uriel barely manages to get the money in his pocket before he gets pounced by Orient. He'd so known that going to the pirate's room would eventually turn into this, because the dark haired man is obviously a total letch, if a nice one. He kisses him deeply, since it's looking like Orient's going to be his best customer, so he should keep him happy.
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 8:17 am
Orient kisses h im back, bringing his hands up and burying them in Uriel's long girly hair.
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 9:23 am
He slips his hands up the back of Orient's shirt. And his hair is only long and girly because lots of his customers like it that way.
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 9:26 am
Orient figures it was probably a waste, putting his shirt back on, but whatever. It's not a big deal... he'll just have to make Uriel take it back off.
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