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 Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2016 7:28 am
Cap'n Sidd looked over the Gwendolyn to watch Ospyr and Cris. He has been listening in on their conversation and their interest in the sea. "perhaps, I could recruit them to work on my ship." Truth be told, The Gwendolyn needs crew, and he has only gathered 3 crewmates.
'The girl seems to be a cook, she'll be useful. The guy, hmm... he seems very strong. Either way, I'll force them if they say no.' Sidd thought to himself. He was just about to jump after them before something holds him back. He turned.
A she-djinn made of fire and smoke has hold him back from jumping overboard. "What is it you want, Hur?" Sidd has found Hur's in a bottle deep in a cove and released her. He had hoped that she would've granted him riches just like she promised, but when she was out, she said she lied about grant any wishes because she can't, but in exchange, she promised to serve him until his last breath. "ah well, free labor is good labor," Sidd thought to himself.
"Don't you remember you are a skeleton in a coat, Handsome? You'll make enemies and we will have to run." Hur said to the Cap'n.
"Hmm... You're right, I am Handsome, but my long and beautiful beard and hair will distract the people from my lack of skins." Cap'n Sidd chuckles and backflip overboard and landed flat on the ground.
Cap'n Sidd has been tailing them, waiting for the right moment to ask, or kidnap. There are some people who looked in his direction, terrified and confused. but he paid no attention to these unimportant characters. He saw the two entered a building. "Cannon 'Bar'rage" Hahh! whoever own this is a cheeky fellow... Sidd laugh to himself.
He took a moment before opening the door to go in. Thinking on what he should say, before he decided that he would just wing it. He saw the man sitting by the bar, and the lady on the opposite end. His non existent eyes look around the bar, empty, then he turned back to them as they look at him, puzzled and confused, but not terrified.
"Uhh... don't be alarmed, I come in peace!" Sidd made V shape with his boney fingers.
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2016 3:55 pm
Crisos walked in and settled at the bar on one of the tall stools, he seemed like he was at ease and feeling more relaxed now.
''I've been working here for the past five years. The owners, Gustav and his wife Lucille are like family to me. '' she said while walking behind the bar and grabbing two shiny empty glasses. She turned around to face the booze filled bottled shelves and reached out for a vintage whiskey.
Ospryan poured the golden spirit into the glasses and pushed one of them towards Crisos while giving him a quirky smile. ''There... you could do with a drink, and so do I'' she said just before gulping down a long sip.
''Yes I do make a very tasty mutton stew, and you're about to taste it soon. I happen to have a good portion of it left from last night's''.
Ospryan walked into the kitchen and left Crisos to drink at the bar until she prepared the food. All the while she was thinking to herself how strange life is. One moment she was alone walking down town and the other she was with a stranger, in her workplace preparing food for him. She felt the twinkly feeling of slight anxiety at the thought, but it quickly melted, and was replaced with an excited smile.
The tabby cat came brushing against her legs and meowed. Poor thing was starving. Ospryan knelt down and gave him some meat and a small bowl of milk. ''There you go little one'' she said while rubbing his ears. The tabby cat started purring and quickly gobbled everything down.
The stew was ready in a few minutes. She filled a big bowl to the brim with the thick mixture and laid it on a wooden tray, next to it she prepared some sliced white bread, a fork and knife. She then walked back to the bar and served the food to Crisos with a flask of blood red wine. His face looked pleased at the sight of the food.
As he was about to start eating, the door suddenly flew wide open. A male figure stood tall, dressed in fancy clothes... with a big tricorn hat. However, there was something extremely odd about him... his face... he had a skull for a face.
Ospryan's mouth fell open, and her face contorted in shock. She was petrified.
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2016 12:53 am
Crisos smiled as Ospryan poured the bottle of whiskey into a glass for him and walked to the back area. Whiskey was one of his favorite drinks, so he was very grateful. He picked up the small glass and lightly twirled it's contents, playfully making the golden brown liquor dance. He raised his glass towards Ospryan's general direction and threw his glass back. Crisos felt the warmth of the whiskey travel into his chest. He was actually impressed with how strong it was. This was no cheap whiskey.
A few moments later, Ospryan returned with a tray. The smell of the mutton stew had Crisos practically salivating. He was famished. The red wine and the bread was a nice touch as well. Crisos hadn't eaten this well in months! He was so grateful to this kind young woman. He grabbed his spoon and was ready to dig in. "I can't thank you enough Os-"
He was interrupted by the sound of the door to the tavern flying open and looked up to see a horrified look on Ospryan's face.
Crisos quickly dropped his spoon, reached into his concealed holster and brandished his heavily modified machine pistol. He quickly turned around and pointed his weapon at the figure standing in the doorway. But what he saw left him confused and uneasy. This pirate was a skeleton, but had human movement and personality. 'Was the whiskey really that strong?' he thought to himself.
He cocked his weapon and aimed right between the dead man's eyes. "Aye...no sudden movements...who ye be and how long you been followin' us fer lad?" The stray tabby hid behind the bar next to Ospryan, growling and hissing aggressively at the skeleton pirate.
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2016 8:46 am
'Drats, the V shaped salute didn't work' Sidd thought as he face a gun pointed right at his skull. He slowly raise both of his hand. "Peace, lad. As i said, I come in peace." He walk slowly to a different table across where the man sat himself, slowly putting his hands on the table.
"Oy!!! Hit me with your finest Rum or whiskey, or whatever you got!" He mentioned toward the woman, who was petrified. He turned toward the man who still have his gun locked on him. "I have been listening and following you both ever since you were near my ship, The Gwendolyn."
He looked at the woman who hasn't move to get him a drink. "What can a man do to get a drink around here?" He placed 2 gold coins on the table.
"In short, I am looking to recruit you both to sail under my flag. A chef like you, could be useful. Cooking us what was it? Mutton Stew. Ayeee" He sniffs the smell of the stew before his voice became more stern. "And a fighter like you would be handy. I can see the experience from your hand. Fingers like hook, you'd make a fine sailor, lad.
"Together, we will fly on the Gwendolyn to raid booties and plunder chests. Richness awaits us. What say you?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2016 2:25 pm
Ospryan was still in complete awe at the sight of this supernatural being.
So, he is the captain of that mysterious ship. No wonder she had such an elusive and almost enchanting aura about her, given the fact that her captain is a walking live skeleton... it now makes sense in an ironic way.
Ospryan snapped out of her shocked state and looked at Crisos. She wasn't all that scared. Crisos knows what he's doing and he's good at what he does, she knew that much.
She didn't really appreciate this Captain's tone of voice though, she hates being bossed around.
''You might be a Captain of a ship, but I do not take orders from you yet, mate.'' she said to the skeleton in a stern voice.
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2016 3:40 pm
Crisos couldnt believe what he was hearing. He raised an eyebrow at the boney pirate. "You mean to tell me YOU'RE the cap'n of that fancy ship in the harbour?" he asked inquisitively. He thought about the few nights he hid to sleep on the observation tower of the ship. THIS was the captain of The Gwendolyn?
Crisos slightly lowered his weapon as the pirate skeleton sat at the table. "I'm supposed to believe that? What are ye? How is a bag o' bones like you walkin around with no skin?"
Crisos listened to the Cap'n and his request to join his crew. "Why should we set sail with ye? How do i know you wont backstab us and leave us fer dead?" Crisos' tone of voice changed to something more sinister. "Ye aint the first Cap'n to ask me to pledge me loyalty. What makes ye think you'll be the last?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2016 8:11 pm
Sidd scratches his head. hmmm independent woman that need no cap'n, she's an interesting one. he thought to himself "Lass, aren't you the bartender of this Cannon Bar filled with rage?" He chuckles to himself. "I wasn't ordering, tis a request from a man to the host. So, please lass. hit me with your alcohol."
He turned to eye Cris' gun "Interesting gun you got there mate. Who modified for you? Must worth a fortune." Sidd leans back as he put down his hat on the table revealing a long black hair and put two legs on the table. "Aye lad, I be the Captain of the magnificent ship. though it's been awhile since we set sail."
"I can't tell ye how I have became like this and why I am still walking," His voice becomes very cold, "but know that if I want you dead, we wouldn't be talking."
The three of them got quiet and started looking at each other for a moment until the Cap'n break the silence, "You owed me, lad. You slept in my ship. I could've killed you in your deep sleep, but nay. Your life belongs to me."
He chuckles before turning to Ospyr, "And you lass, this is your chance to escape to the sea. Find a meaning to your life instead of rotting away in this filthy town that has no life. It's a big world out there. Come with me."
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2016 2:08 am
"And you lass, this is your chance to escape to the sea. Find a meaning to your life instead of rotting away in this filthy town that has no life. It's a big world out there. Come with me."
For a moment his words were weighing in on her.
Ospryan had her eyes locked on the intruder and was studying him attentively. She didn't like him thus far but she didn't feel that he wanted to harm them, however he was trying to intimidate them.
''Since you asked kind of nicely this time...'' She said while grabbing a third glass, along with the liqueur and placed them on the table in front of them. ''We could all do with a drink right now'' What a bizarre night this is turning out to be she thought to herself.
Ospryan re-filled a shot for Crisos and herself. ''You can fill your own, Captain'' she said in a sarcastic tone of voice while crossing her arms and settling at Crisos's side.
''Maybe you should start by telling us your name, Captain... ?''
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2016 7:48 pm
"Ye gotta point there, lad. I suppose if ye wanted us dead, ye'd have tried to kill us by now. Still doesn't mean I trust ye.." Crisos took the shot glass and raised it first to Ospryan and then the mysterious bony captain. Crisos threw his head back and took the shot slamming the glass down on the counter with a grunt. He examined the gun in his hand.
"This piece here...she's the Mag 60. Custom made her m'self using some schematics I came across during me travels. Wasn't easy though considering most of the modifications aren't exactly legal" he said with a devious grin. He cocked the chamber back and emptied the bullet inside which fell gracefully into the palm of his other hand. He placed the bullet on the bar and emptied the clip from his weapon, placing it in his pocket. Crisos stood up and approached the captain. "Twenty-four 9mm rounds of pure semi-automatic hell. She's put many a scurvy dog in the dirt." Crisos placed the empty weapon on the table where the captain sat, right before him. He took the chair directly across from where the captain sat.
Crisos reached over and grabbed the bottle of whiskey from the table they sat at and poured the captain a drink in a shot glass and slid it over to him. He looked back at Ospryan who still seemed a bit uneasy in the whole situation, then back towards the captain. "Don't get me wrong Cap'n. I'm grateful ye gave me sanctuary on yer ship. I'm grateful ye didn't kill me in me sleep, considering ye knew exactly where I was. But make no mistake..."
The young warrior reached in his boot and pulled out a dagger. He quickly raised it above his head and slammed it down on the table, right between the captain's bony index and middle fingers. "...I belong to no one. I'm not property. I'm a free man now, and I'll fight to keep it that way. I was a slave once, and I will not be a slave again. So whether ye be a man or beast, ..I suggest ye watch yer tone when yer talkin' to the likes of Crisos the Red. Are we clear?" Crisos' fiery eyes stared into the black emptiness of the captains gaze. The air in the room was tense for a moment.
Crisos removed the dagger from the table and slowly sat back in his chair not once blinking or moving his eyes away from the captain of the Gwendolyn; a fierce look on his face. "If it's a job ye need me for, I'm yer man. But I don't go anywhere unless she does" he said motioning to Ospryan. "So whatya say Cap'n....we got a deal?"
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