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 Posted: Thu Dec 11, 2014 12:33 pm
Oh he liked the way his name had a pleasing ring to it. Dabberlocks. His locks. Dabberings. "Dabberlocks, what a fine name" he replied, already having his name memorized.
The shiny bit was already scooped up and out of sight. He hated himself for having to give it up but he doesn't like to owe favours to anyphony. Especially not to landlubbers. They tend to request bizarre favours and he didn't like it.
"Ye mean set sail and explore foreign lands for treasure? Together?" he asked, his eyes widened with a lot of interest. A 50/50 split was suggested too, not bad of an offer at all! There is always room for more treasure on board. "50/50 split ye say?" His eyes followed Dabber's gaze and he knew the colt was checking out their well maintained ship. "She's a beaut. Perhaps, if we got along better, and me begins to trust ye just a tad bit," Treasure Hunter went on, "a teeny weensy bit, I'd let you come aboard again." God he loved that ship of theirs. It was outsiders free and they plan to keep it that way.
grasshopper pie No worries. :B We can continue with this whenever you're free to waste some time on gaia.
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Posted: Thu Dec 11, 2014 2:56 pm
"Oh? That might be nice," Dabber nodded. Of course he had no intention of sailing as a pirate, but treasure-hunting didn't really hurt anyone until it became stealing. A knowledgeable ally wouldn't be so bad, and nobody had to know the other foal was a pirate! The shiny bit he had been given proved that Treasure had at least a small idea what he was doing.
"Do you think you'll be alright now?" he asked, nodding to the foal's hurt leg.
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2014 4:59 pm
He thought about all the scenarios that could happen between them. If things got out of hand, he could just make Dabber walk the plank, or leave him at some random island and sail away.
"Yar. 50/50 ain't bad at all," he nodded. "Keep that bit as a thanks for yer kindness. Not a lot of phonies would help pirates like me ye know?"
He moved his sprained leg a bit. The bag of ice seemed to have work. It was less painful now. Maybe by tomorrow he can be back to his old self again. "I'll be alright."
Was Dabber in a hurry? "Err. Ye can go home now. Yer mama might be out looking for ya. The sun's about to set."
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2014 5:22 pm
Dabber wasn't in a rush, but Mama latte would certainly come looking if he didn't head home soon.
"Thanks," he said with a little nod. "Do you want to come visit? We don't live far from the cafe. Or I could come visit you here. I have two sisters and a brother, they're pretty cool. They dn't care much about exploring, though."
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2014 6:47 pm
Treasure Hunter was in no rush either but he was worried that if the rest of the crew saw him having a stranger on board without notifying first, there would be a big fuss happening on deck. He didn't want to bet against fate. Washing the entire poop deck all on his own was something he'd like to avoid.
"Ye know, I could do that. Maybe we can go invade Candy Dandy's shop." He can't stop thinking about her salty liquorice.
Brothers and sisters are something he doesn't have, but him and his crew are so close, they're like family to him. He looked at Dabber while rubbing his chin. "Yer the only one interested in exploring 'ey Dabber. Some day, thar be mail at yer door. Perhaps an invitation about going on an adventure."
Treasure Hunter grinned at him. Whether he accepts the invite or declines it in the future, that's entirely up to that green colt himself.
grasshopper pie Sorry it was my turn to cook dinner today. I'm back now.
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2014 10:54 am
"Sure," Dabber nodded, then smiled at the sort of backward invitation. Imagine, he had nearly kicked this pirate's head in. He was, Dabber reminded himself, definitely still a pirate. He talked like one, he acted like one, he lived on a ship... maybe he had been too quick to judge, though. Maybe pirates and proper explorers could be friends, if they were careful.
"It was nice to meet you, Treasure," the green foal said, heading off of the boat. "Oh, and I'm sorry I kicked you."
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2014 2:05 pm
Treasure Hunter could not directly tell him what he wanted to say. Besides, a pirate can't really say what they're thinking without beating around the bush first.
He was never really a fighter. It was more comfortable to solve problems through negotiations instead of close combats. He'd get his silly butt schooled if he started fights on his own. This sprained ankle was already proof of that.
He just nodded at the green colt. Well what do you know. Acts of kindness does go a long way. "As to you too, Dabber," he replied, more at ease. "Sorry for try'na steal yer treasure. Thought that land was a free for all area, ye know?"
A hoof was lifted high into the air and he waved at Dabber that was already leaving the ship. "I won't see ye off. Travel safely, mate."
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2014 2:31 pm
Dabber smiled for the first time that afternoon and raised a hoof to say goodbye.
"I'll see you another time. Maybe under better circumstances?" With that the foal made it down the gangplank and began down the road back toward the cafe. He was allowed to strike out on his own as a general rule and knew his way around town. Most phonies knew Latte's kids just from coming around the shop and so, motherly anxiety aside, he was generally well-taken-care of.
Of course, as a foal, he didn't quite understand that he wasn't just an independent being.
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2014 2:38 pm
"Yarr~ till the next time we cross paths!" he called out to him as the green figure disappeared from sight.
He let go of the bag of ice that had melted into a big puddle of water by now. Whatever this is, it felt good. Treasure Hunter wiggled his leg and gave it a stretch. Still a bit sore but he'll just have to deal with it.
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