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 Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 7:17 pm
"That good eh? Well if you need to talk, I'm here."
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 7:23 pm
The redhead nods a bit, and goes up on deck to get to work. Unfortunately, there wasn't as much to do when they're at port, which was unfortunate, as he wanted to throw himself into work so he wouldn't have to think anymore.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 7:24 pm
kYO helps a little, but when there's nothing left to do, he heads to dry land.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 7:25 pm
Caspian goes and finds a weaponsmith, because generally they have some kind of trainig or practice grounds, and if he can't distract himself on the ship, he'll beat the tar out of some straw dummies.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 7:26 pm
Kyo gets Caspian a present, although northing near as pretty as what Orient got Uriel.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 7:27 pm
The irishman actually finds out there's a bit of a fighting tournament the next day, with a swordsmanship prize that pretty much any group of pirates would recognize. He decides he's interested, but goes back to the ship instead of registering immediately. Since there was a risk of injury, he decided it was best to ask Orient.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 7:28 pm
When Orient wakes up, Uriel is still sleeping, sitting up, which is kind of weird. he;'s sleeping though, so Orient doesn't bother waking him.
Orient is lying on Deck, soaking up the sun as he was wont to do sometimes.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 7:36 pm
The redhead spots him, and goes over to him, "Orient?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 7:39 pm
"G'mornin'. Sun's nice t'day."
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 7:41 pm
"Aye. There be a bit of a... I suppose a fighting tournament bein' held tomorrow from th'local weaponsmith, a swordmanship competition, an' I wan' t'participate. Felt as I should ask y'first, as it's usin' real blades."
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 7:45 pm
Orient pretends to ponder this for aboput a second. "Do it. I know ye love the battle."
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 7:46 pm
Caspian nods, "Thanks. The winner gets a badge that'd be recognized by about any bucanneerin' crew, which could be of use as well."
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2007 4:35 pm
"C'n I coame an' watch?" Orient asks, sitting up now. "Ye know 'ow much I love t'see ye in action."
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2007 6:04 pm
"Course y'kin. Although if ye do, and I don't at least make it t'the final, I'll be mighty shamed." Caspian's so not worried. He can honestly say he's the best swordsman he's ever met.
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2007 7:38 pm
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