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 Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 8:41 pm
Tenkyl nods and detaches himself from Sundrea, walking up to the man who was just kinda sitting by it. He whispers softly to the man and reaches into his pocket, pulling something out, then putting it back in. The man nods and Tenkyl waves Sunny over as he and the owner hop on the boat.
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Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 8:52 pm
Sundrea stood back and watched, her eyes picking up on him pulling something from his pocket. What was it exactly? Whatever it had been, it seemed to have convinced the owner of the boat. When calling her over, Sundrea walked toward him and the boat, leaning over to whisper in his ear when she got close. "What's in your pocket?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 11:44 am
Tenkyl Looks over at her and grins slightly, his tail wrapping back around her own again. "Just ampa to a mythological treasure... the treasure doesn't exist, but you pick up these kinds of things when you do mercenary work."
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 11:49 am
Thought she had heard of doing such a thing before, Sundrea had never tried it herself. A real treasure map would have been interesting, though. "He might be pissed when he finds out there's no treasure. I know I would be." Ah, how she missed treasue hunting as well. She had done a lot for one so young.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 11:59 am
"Most treasure maps are fake. It's just a gamble to see if you can get the real one." He smiles as the captain turns to them and starts showing them both around the boat, showing them the helm, the privvie and the rest of the boat.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 12:11 pm
Sundrea nodded then moved around the boat to look around with the others. She also had to get used to the movement of the boat again. When getting close to Tenkyl again, she spoke low. "That's too bad. I wouldn't mind getting my hands on a real one. I'm itching for a good adventure." But she hoped doing to see his friend would be one of sorts too.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 2:31 pm
The boat captain then shakes Tenkyls paw, the lynx telling the man they'd be back in a couple days. The captain winks at him telling them to have "lots of fun" and steps off the boat. Tenkyl then steps off as well, making sure the beautiful Sundrea is following behind him. "Ready to get some supplies, doll?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 2:46 pm
As the captain left, Sundrea raised a single brow. Tenkyl didn't say something else to the man, did he? Or did the captain just assume. She shook her head a little then moved to follow Tenkyl. "I think some people are assuming we're more than just friends," she said to him as she stepped back onto the dock. "And I'm ready. I'd like to get off as soon as possible." Her mind then set up a mental check list, her eyes looking for a good shop to get things at.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 2:49 pm
Tenkyl hits two of the shops, picking up some fresh meat and fruits, then gets an ice chest and tosses the fruit inside. He is about to head back to the boat when a sound hits his ears. He walks over to one kiosk with a man playing a small, round wind instrument. Tenkyl smiles widely and picks one up, checking the four small holes, then pays for it. He puts the rope attached to it around his neck and smiles. "Ok, I'm ready."
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 2:59 pm
As he does his thing, Sundrea does her own. She slinks around, picking up supplies for the boat, just in case, first. Then she picks up things she had to get anyway including extra clothes and a new knife. Unfortunately, her last was 'taken' by a large creature who didn't enjoy being stabbed. She also grabbed what food she could, things that would last them a while after the fresh ran out. "Water..." She already had several waterskins, liking them better than bottles, so she refilled them and bought extra since she wasn't alone.
Before running back to the boat, Sundrea went to the hotel to pick up her things and check them out. After making sure everything was still in the bag, she smiled and went back to meet Tenkyl. "Ok, think I'm ready too," she said despite the fact she looked as if she cared no more than what she had brought into the town.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 3:02 pm
Tenkyl smiles and nods, wrapping his tail around hers as they walk back to the boat. He sets everything down on the deck and starts up the boat. He then walks back off of it, untying the ropes from the dock and pulls out of the harbor, making his way in a north-western direction. He then locks the boat into position and brings the small ocarina he just bought up to his muzzle, playing a soft but quick tune with his eyes closed.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 3:06 pm
Settling on the boat, Sundrea first unpacks the supplies she had just bought, her arms reaching deep into her bag. As if obsessive, she made sure each thing was in its place she they'd be able to find whatever they needed. Once finially done, she moves back on deck, dropping down to pull off her boots and relax. As soon as she did, her ears twitched to the soft music, her head turning toward him. "Looks as if we have entertainment too. Too bad I can't play or even sing so well."
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 3:15 pm
Tenkyls eyes open and look upon her and a soft smirk crosses his lips before the music changes tunes a little, now going into a soft, fluid and slightly eerie tune, something you'd expect to hear at a gypsie camp.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 3:21 pm
Her ears twitch again, eyes sliding closed for a moment as she listened. The song brought back more memories than she thought she had. She had learned to dance to such music. Without her realizing it, her body began to sway a little as she sat there. "You play really well..."
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2006 6:06 pm
Not wanting to interupt the music, he simply nods and continues playing, his tail swaying to the beat behind him as his eyes watch her body.
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