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Alexis growled, that b*****d of a Captain hadn't returned yet, and she was getting rather irritated with him. "Damn it all, that fool should have returned a long time ago!" she yelled, she then punched one of the walls. Alexis then began to laugh, "That fool really needs to learn how to treat a lady, especially a dragon-kin lady..." she trailed off, as she looked at the door.

She headed out the door and back out to the deck, "I've had enough of this for now..." she said to herself, as she looked out to Olvidada. She turned her head slightly and yelled out to anyone who had ears on their head, "If any of you happen to see the 'Captain', tell him that he has an angry dragon-kin waiting for him in the town," She then flew off the ship, and back into the town she calls 'home'

Penelope intently listened to Mariko's persistant rambling. In response to her previous inquiry, Penelope raised a cleanly plucked eyebrow. "What did I do to get myself here?" The woman chuckled, and shook her head. "I was raped by the king of my town, to put it bluntly. I ran away afterwards." The woman's pale blue optics hinted at brief sadness as they shimmered in the dim candlelight. She wanted to get off the topic entirely, so she returned her gaze to Mariko's arm. "I'm nearly finishe--" She was cut off abruptly as the patient nearly leapt off the table. "Mariko!" Penelope cried, frantically trying to maintain balance. She disregarded Mariko's 'dissecting' comment, save for the small chuckle that she let escape her lips. When Mariko restrained herself, Penelope finished the last stitch in a hurry. She raised the thread to her mouth, and snipped it with her teeth. "Alright, Mariko," Penelope panted, dabbing at the perspiration on her forehead with her bony fingers. "I'm done. That doesn't mean that you're completely healed, however. So please... try to stay physically inactive for at least a week. Visit me every day so that I may check your healing process. Okay?" She smiled, and patted Mariko on the back. "And.. lay of the rum. You've drank a week's supply as it is."

Mariko nodded. "I hate those damn borgueious too, the cab, the runett, the gevache," she stated, slipping into the street argot. The dogs, the filthy, the rich. "Damn, thinks they can anythings they want ter normal person, they ain't done no hard day o' work!" she exclaimed. "Ah'm happy for them, they gonna go ta hell Ah says, gives 'em priesties estates, francs, hundred-sous pieces, dames, ruffon, le cie," Mariko complained, "Ter make 'em go ta heaven, there ain't no heaven, no francs gonna get 'em there!" She chuckled as Penelope finished her last stitches. She felt a tickling sensation with the needle, as if a cat brushed back and forth against her arm.

"Hey, okay, but no rum? Ah, but what without rum?" she whined but nodded. "Hey, thanks, you're a good lady, d'ya know?" she burbled cheerfully. "And thanks, thanks a'plenty, Ah be thankful, merci, dear God, if there be heaven, ye be proof o' Angies, there ain't no person back in the slums of St. Michelle can stitch up a bone!" Mariko exclaimed, throwing her good arm around Penelope's shoulders. "Some saint that Michelle is, eh, nothin' in there but whores and rats."

"DISSECT A DRAGON-KIN!" Mariko hollared, waving a bottle of run at the the newly-entered Pirate. She smiled happily. "Oh how is the world so fuzzy and red today!" she cheered cheerfully at Alette. "Look at my arm- it's mended by the grace of Satan! It ain't like God ever comes, but that damn Devil worked meh outta every crack God got me into!"

She paused to take in breath before yellling at Alette again. "My hand was in two, my brain pourin' outta me ears, lookit, the Sturgeon fixed it, see? Better than any Gawd could, no, Gawd ain't give a dog crap about we Low Persons, no, it's the bourgeious with the balles, ronds, broques [Francs, sous, or Louis (French currency)] that gonna be gone to Heaven," she declared, contradicting herself once more.

She pranced over and put a fatherly arm over Alette's shoulders. "Ah fee of the Brusgus [daugther of the Devil]," she declared. "We have goupiner icigo," she declared. [We have work to do] "And it ain't so pretty ain't it, how in hot hell does a woman live here? Ouch! My wrist, my wrist is cold! Has someone turned on the winter here? Hey, dya think there is a God? Maybe to Bourgouis and the Loupes [Kings] and damn Priesties, but we're the Devils, hey yeah, that's what they all say. Hell here we come, after life on earth we go down down downnnnn!" She punctuated this declaration with an occasional whoops and cheer. With that, she hummed a song popular on the streets of Paris at that time, a light refrain made gutteral by her rough voice.

Alette perplexed at the girl,"Uh...." SHe mumbled,"Drunk? in the afternoon?" SHe giggled gently,"Ah....You've been drinking quite a bit i see." She said with a grin,SHe removed the girls arm and remembered the saying her father use to always say,"If you cant beat them then join em'" She grabbed herself a large keg and drank until her vision went blurry and her limb felt heavy.
She gave an akward smile,"Your hand in two eh? And your brain pourin?'"She knocked on the girls head to inspect what type of sound issued from it, and dangled her hand around like a marionette,"Mighty good surgeon!! Its all patched up like a litte rag doll! And yer head seems to be alittle hallow? Did the surgeon pour them back in yer head yet?"

She finished of one keg and grabbed another, Gulping it down,"Why, i think God loves us!! I mean lookit all this shtuff!!" She went over to a table and placed her upper torso on the table top and acted as if she were hugging it,"We gotta thank the lord almighty for our foods!" She staggered to her feet, Knocking a few pieces of bread onto the floor.

She finihed off the second keg and tossed it aside,"I say!!! i cant see my feet." She looked down and wiggled her feet,"Ah there they are!! Stupid little pigs are trying to hide from me!"
Alette normally didnt get drunk during the day but this looked like a time to have alittle fun,"You better watch yer own feet!!! They'll hide from ya'"

((Yay crazy XD ))
Alette staggered over to the table and grabbed a piece of bread as well, SHe bit into it and gasped,"My god!!! I think the baker is god!!!" SHe shoved the rest of the bread into her mouth,"Thush shtuff es gewd." SHe mumbled between mouthfuls,"So what is yer name hun?" Alette asked as she pranced over to the girl, Maybe she could make a new friend.

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Peers round a door, he had heard voices, he wasn't sure if he heard it right thought, but it was loud. There were two girls, eating bread, making friends, he had no wish to disturb them, but no wish to be alone. After moments of consideration he decided to sit here and wait until an appropriate spot to join the topic. Im glad I didn't just walk in, it could have been a female only room, or some other private..um.. thing. He listened, almost pretending he was there also.