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 Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 9:23 pm
"I think my way of getting money is far easier." Orient replies. then he goes off to his room.
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 9:25 pm
Uriel goes to his bunk to fetch some money, since he had some shopping he wanted to do too.
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 9:26 pm
Then they dock, Orient managing to look like a respectable business man. He grins over at Uriel as he hops off the boat and onto the dock. "See ya in the morn'" he says with a tip of his hat.
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 9:30 pm
First order of business.... Uriel goes and buys a bushel of books. He brings them back to the ship, and by the time he leaves, it's dusk. He goes a looking for customers.
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 9:34 pm
Orient finds his contact, and makes the deal. He exchanges their obviously stlen treasure for gold, just plain, normal gold, then he gives a bunch of it to the cook, so she can buy food.
And then he spends the rest of the night on the ship, because although he'd like some... servicing... he doesn't want it from any old prostitute, and his prostitute is out getting laid.
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 9:36 pm
Not half as pleasantly as he would be if Orient were his customer though. The man he'd picked up is being far too rough for him... but since he's all by himself no pimp or whatever, there's nothig he can do to stop him... nothing without using his powers, which he's unwilling to do in the city unless it's something far worse than this.
Afterwards, the a*****e leaves without even paying. Uriel stays where he is, until his lip stops bleeding and he feels a little less sore. Then he goes back to the ship, trying not to have anyone get a good look at him. He's not going to make any decent money looking all roughed up like this.
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 9:38 pm
Orient is lounging on the deck, hands behind his head, staring up at the twinkling stars. He's still in his suit, being too lazy to take it off.
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 9:39 pm
Uriel's tempted to make a comment on how weird the pirate looks like that... but he doesn't really want his favourite customer to see him like this, so he tries to slink past (although he's not optomistic about his chances of success).
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 9:42 pm
Orient looks up at the person who's just boarded and frowns. It looks like Uriel, but shouldn't Uriel be out, getting custom? He stands up, and walks over. "Bloody hell!" he exclaims. "What happened to ye?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 9:43 pm
He looks away evasively, trying to cover most of his face with his long bangs, "Just... a bad customer, that's all."
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 9:48 pm
He dpesn't cover it well enough though. "Come to my room." Orient says in a way that really leaves no room for argument. "I'll fix ye up."
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 9:49 pm
Uriel sighs a bit, because he'd rather slink off to his hammock and hide until he heals, but he does as he's told and goes to Orient's room with him.
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 9:50 pm
Orient gets Uriel to sit on the bed as he lights a candle. "Ye'll need t'take yer clothes off." he says.
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 9:51 pm
He slowly peels off his clothes, feeling rather ashamed about the state he's in.
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 9:54 pm
Orient hisses in compassionate pain as he sees the damage done, and he roots around his room for his kit full of medicines and potions he uses when he, or the other crew members get a little worse for wear.
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