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 Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2014 1:18 pm
"It just seems strange that you zigged when you should have zagged, is all," Cast Aweigh laughed, opening up her footlocker by her hammock. "It just so happens that Mom gives me old sails from old ships. Their canvas is extremely strong and waterproof! I've taken to making bags, gunny sacks, and satchels with them. You can have this one!" Cast Aweigh handed him a shoulder bag with newly hammered rivets for the string, tied in nautical knots for the look of it.
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Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2014 1:30 pm
Ink pouted. "I am not uzed to zes zingz! Where I live big wavez and rain don't juzt pop up in ze blink of an eye!" he patted his front hooves on the floor in a pretend tantrum. "I am not cool and knowzing everyzing like youuuuu.." he grins and eyes the bag. "I uh, don't 'ave much to put in zat now..I couldn't!"
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Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2014 1:36 pm
"You do now!" Cast proclaimed, dumping some supplies into his bag. "My friend Kaiju drops by every now and then when he patrols the coast, so I've got plenty of supplies for making it long distances. Here's a glass jar with waterproofed matches. When you need to use them, you scrape the wax off! Here's a hoof powered flashlight. And you'll most certainly need one of these!" Cast handed him a sturdy pen knife. "It's sharp, new, and you never know when you'll be washed ashore some desert isle with nothing else but your trusty pen knife! It might save you one day!"
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Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2014 1:45 pm
"D..dezert izland?!" Ink couldn't tell if she was serious or not. "I zink if zat iz a pozziblity zen I would not come back to ze zea ever..." he was at least semi-serious. "Do you alwayz leave ze light'ouze wiz zeze zings? I ztill can't believe you're all al.." his though is broken by a loud sneeze.
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Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2014 1:58 pm
"It can happen!" Cast shrugged. "It's not likely if you live really far inland, obviously, but what if one day you take a trip overseas and a storm hits? You may as well be prepared for as many things as you can." Cast handed him a linen handkerchief from her footlocker. "You might as well take this, too," she laughed. "I've got several old coats made to tarpaulin, it's a kind of waterproofed canvas. You see pictures of old sailors in their huge yellow hats, big rubber wellies, and a coat made or tarp? That's why. It doesn't look pretty but, boy, does it keep you dry."
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Posted: Fri May 09, 2014 4:58 am
Ink's eye spun and he held up a hoof. "Whoa zere!" he smiled. "One zing at a time! 'Ow about we 'ave some tea and zomezing to eat and zen when ze ztorm pazzez, we can zee if I need anyzing to get back 'ome!" He turns his head to sneeze again, sniffling, he dabs at his nose with the handkerchief. "Zis 'owever, I will uze now.." he says with a laugh. Syrcaid Want to do a little time skip? Like, they have a quiet evening talking about their respective lives over tea and stew, Ink falls asleep and when he wakes up, she's prepping to sleep soon and he can safely take his leave and go from there? (assuming she sleeps in the day?) or is there another way you'd like this to go? smile
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Posted: Tue May 13, 2014 1:31 pm
It wasn't that much longer before Cast simply couldn't keep her eyes open any longer. She looked after her guest as long as she could, but being only a little filly afterall made her tire a little more quickly than she would have liked. She couldn't even remember crawling into her hammock and letting her eyes drift shut near the warmth of the stove. She could hear the waves and the rain gently lull her to sleep.
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Posted: Fri May 16, 2014 2:14 pm
Ink had a little harder time getting to sleep. The creak and the way the storm echoed in the lighthouse kept startling him awake. He admired Cast's ability to sleep in weather like this, but figured this sort of thing must be like a lullaby to her. He opened his book and kept sketching till his own eyes couldn't stay open and the howling wind no longer bothered him. When sunlight hit his face, Ink blinked awake in almost an instant. He looked around dazed a bit, scrubbing at the bags under his eyes. He was used to waking up occasionally in a unfamiliar place. A quick survey of his surroundings quickly reminded him where he was. He smiled at Cast still curled up in her hammock. He had a massive debt to repay to her and he wasn't sure how to start. Picking up three pieces of paper he'd carefully removed from his book, he tacked them up over her work desk so she'd see them. The first one was a note: "Cast,
Thank you so much for helping me during the storm. Your generosity probably saved me from being swept out to sea and lost forever. I cannot even begin to repay you for what you have done for me, but I hope these small tokens will suffice for now.
With gratitude,
Ink
PS: I ended up taking the saddle bags, knife, and handkerchief. Keep the rest for the next soul you rescue!"The second piece of paper was another note, this one shorter. "This note is redeemable for free work at Living Ink Designs for life, including but not limited too; tattoos, cover ups, and touch ups for Cast Aweigh."The third was a picture. Ink regretted he lost all his colored pencils to a wave, it would have made the picture more dazzling. Cast had a mermaids tail whos scaled shimmered in the water. Her mane was long and floated and curled around fiercely. Above the Mer-Cast, a storm raged and a tiny lighthouse sparkled in the distance. The title, written small under the mer-tail was "Rescued At Sea" Putting the rest and last of his belongings into the saddle bag she'd given him, he crept quietly down the stairs and away. As he crossed the rocks back towards shore and home, he back glanced at the lighthouse and hoped it's occupant would be old enough soon to come see him and redeem the voucher he'd left her. Syrcaid Ah hahah..I seemed to have wrapped it up a bit in my zeal to finally get a nice post in! sweatdrop I think you can end it in your next post if you like?
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