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 Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 4:51 pm
*confused at the sound of the big, technical words*
one of the reasons why i dont know that much about medicine are because of those damn big words... sweatdrop
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 6:00 pm
Okay, to put it in laymen's terms....
*keeps applying it sparingly*
It helps you feel pain less. It has a certain quality about it that makes it incredibly dangerous to use, but very helpful.
*chuckles*
I got it once when I was in the South Americas. It's taken from a plant they have there to treat their wounded. It's from the coca leave. You might know it on trade as cocaine....
*smirks*
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Admiral Lord Cochrane Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 6:14 pm
*Climbing down from the rigging, Kurisutofa goes to his quarters to check on Kubain.*
"Well, I see your up and speaking, thats good news."
*Hands him a pint of rum*
"Ares, he's wounded... why doesn't this man have any rum?"
*Looks around the cabin.*
"Well, I'm going to tidy up this cabin. It looks like a sty."
*Puts on an apron, grabs the fether duster and gets to work.*
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2005 12:26 am
*loks at Ares*
"SEEE I told you he should have rum."
*notices the captain wearing an apron*
"Ummm sir are you feeling alright?"
*Notices the feather duster*
"..."
*faints at this sight*
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2005 5:17 am
He's fine without the rum. He's got enough for the pain without giving lack of sense with the rum.
*looks at Ilor on the ground*
Sir! Honestly.....
*picks up Ilor's head and lays it on her lap*
Ilor....wake up.....
*takes a vile of smelling salts from her pocket, opens the cork, and puts it under his nose*
Wake up....
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2005 8:15 am
*looks at the substance...then back at ares*
um....are you sure this will work? last time something like this was used for medical purposes i went kinda insane... sweatdrop
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2005 9:15 am
Nameless woke up in his hammock, more fatigued than he had ever felt. He must have been asleep for weeks because last time he remembered, they had gone ino St. Lawrence to restock the ship, and he remembered the harlot that Sparrow had forced on him... he must have passed out at the bar counter. Who knows... all he cared about was finding out what in the name of Odon's Raven was going on.
Er... Is anybody here?
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2005 11:47 am
Kubain *looks at the substance...then back at ares* um....are you sure this will work? last time something like this was used for medical purposes i went kinda insane... sweatdrop *still trying to wake Ilor, she nods as she looks at Kubain* It's fine, really. It has no side effects and doesn't do anything but numb pain. Don't worry. *smiles at him reassuringly, and turns back to Ilor* Come on.....wake up....
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2005 12:26 pm
Perching atop a storage crate, Sparrow heard a familiar voice. Arking a brow, she jumped off the crate and saunterd catiousy into Nameless's cabin. Grinning, she quickly gave him a hug before giving him 'the look'. "Mar! You've been out for too long! What'd you drink?! You had me worried! " Sparrow rants on about how he had kept her worried, then finally stops to poke at him.
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2005 12:41 pm
*Wakes up from the smell*
"AHHH! What happened?"
*looks around the room and notices Ares holding his head with some smelling salts*
"...."
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2005 12:51 pm
Good, you're awake...
*puts the cork back into the small hole at the top of the vile and stick it back in her pocket. She looks down at him and smiles*
You okay?
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2005 1:37 pm
Sparrow Depp Perching atop a storage crate, Sparrow heard a familiar voice. Arking a brow, she jumped off the crate and saunterd catiousy into Nameless's cabin. Grinning, she quickly gave him a hug before giving him 'the look'. "Mar! You've been out for too long! What'd you drink?! You had me worried! " Sparrow rants on about how he had kept her worried, then finally stops to poke at him.
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2005 5:23 pm
The Nameless One His head almost explodes from the overload of information from Sparrow and the spontaneous poke.Calm down Sparrow, half the things you're saying don't even seem remotely coherant... Now... Lets start from the beginning... What happened to me at the tavern and what exactly has happened while I've been ouytcold?
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2005 5:33 pm
Hmm...
Nameless pondered and rubbed his chin in perplexity... Did someone, such as the mutinous brutes he'd played cards with, spike his drinks with something EVILLL? Or is he just plain cuckoo?
AHA... You be right... I DO need a clean shave.
He removes a newly sharpened dagger from his belt underneath the hammock and grabs a mirror, slowly cutting away the rogue mass of hair that had overtaken his face.
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2005 5:46 pm
Sparrow watched, nodding aprovingly as he shaved away the scratchy hair that grew apon his face. after a few moments, she got tired of watching and decided to relax. Laying down on his hammock, she poked him, rather currious. "Why'd you take so long with those harlots, eh?"
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