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 Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 10:59 pm
"Uuuughhh....Why is it with sailors you either get brain or brawn but never both?" Van moaned after Milly left the room. While he tried to get some sleep, he thought about his plans once he got his body back. Sure, he'd be free again, but then what? Go back home to a bunch of other gods that would probably lock him up again? "I wonder if there's a retirement home for gods..." he muttered to himself.
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 10:52 am
Milly searched all throughout the lower decks of the ship, eventually finding a rotted wood bowl. Deciding that this would do, she began to make the concoction. It would either cure seasickness or cause massive diharrea. Milly wasn't too sure.
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 1:24 pm
Van felt a little better as long as his mind wasn't on his stomach or the boat. He lay staring up at the ceiling with his hands folded behind his head. The suddenly reoccurring thought of 'then what?' once he got his body back was starting to become annoying.
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 2:02 pm
Milly soon came back with her finished concoction. "It's finished~" she said in a cheerful manner. "Want mah medicinny? It'd betta make ya feel betta." she exclaimed in a hyper manner, walking at a quick pace as she tightly held the bowl that had the remedy or laxative mixture inside.
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 2:45 pm
Belin nodded. "Which way is the tavern?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 4:28 pm
((I think I'll let you decide whether or not Milly succeeded as a pharmacist here. XD ))
"You're right, it better..." Van groaned as he grudgingly sat up and looked at the concoction before raising an eyebrow. Was he really desperate enough to try something cooked up by a seven year old? When his stomach began to turn again, he quickly decided the answer was yes and downed the bowl's contents.
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M3Gnificent rolled 1 20-sided dice:
13
Total: 13 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 5:04 pm
{I'll roll for this one. 10 and below is failure and 11 and up is success. biggrin }
Milly grinned proudly, her eyes wide and hopeful of the mixture's success. She'd probably start crying if she got it wrong.
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 5:39 pm
((Woah, just barely there. xd : ))
"Well, it's staying down, so that's a definite start." Van said laying back down his stomach already starting to settle down. "Still taking a good rest though before I jump outside again and make myself worse." he said pulling the blankets back over him.
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 5:44 pm
{He's lucky it wasn't four digits lower, am I right? XD}
"Okay~ I'll go tell Mally it worked. Shewasavery worried. Earlier she almost came to checkup on ya." Milly said before skipping off towards the top deck once more.
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 5:48 pm
((Considering the rolls of most of the Quest of Maldor team, it's a good thing you were the one rolling the die. Me or anyone else would've doomed him. xd ))
Van peeked out from his blankets as Milly skipped off, surprised that Mala was actually worrying about him and a bad case of seasickness. Blushing a bit at the thought of someone worrying about him, a sentiment he was not accustomed to, he rolled back over to sleep.
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 5:58 pm
{That's true. XD}
Milly tugged on Mala's sleeve, grinning broadly. "It helpded! It helpded!"
Mala sighed with relief. "Good. I starting to feel guilty for not being seasick like poor Van is."
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 6:03 pm
"....Okay, no walking for me just yet..." Some time later, Van tried heading back out to where Mala was, but decided halfway there that his stomach didn't want to be mobile yet and took a seat on a nearby crate.
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 6:08 pm
Mala looked around boredly, soon noticing Van sitting atop one of the crates. She approached him, trying to hide the worry that she felt earlier. She failed. "You feeling better?" she asked.
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 6:11 pm
"Well, I'm not having the urge to eject my lunch into the ocean, so that's something I guess." Van said managing a weary smirk. "So I hear you were worried about little ol' me?" he asked, already sounding in better shape than before.
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 6:14 pm
The priestess blushed profusely and turned her head away, pouting as she crossed her arms. "As if! I was only worried for my brother." she bluffed most obviously. Anyone who was smarter than a doornob could tell that she was lying.
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