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 Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 5:58 pm
"Well then I'm going with you!" She strode along trying to keep up.
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 6:03 pm
Matanceros swung open the door of the magazine, a long room stocked with barrels and a powerful odor of gunpowder that made his eyes water. He slipped off his boots. "Don't do anything that might cause a spark."
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 6:05 pm
Giselle paused in the doorway a bit apprhensive, "And...what would that be?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 6:07 pm
Matanceros stared at her from behind a barrel of powder. "Well, you know, shuffling your feet, lighting a pipe, sharpening a knife." He shook his head at landlubbing maidens in general.
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 6:09 pm
"Don't act like I'm stupid," she approached him carefully. "I've never been on a ship before."
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 6:12 pm
"Well, let me warn you," Matanceros growled. "It's no picnic. There's any number of awful things that can happen. You can fall overboard, be killed when a faulty cannon explodes, or get scurvy, for just a few. And that's not mentioning hanging for piracy."
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 6:15 pm
She tilted her head to listen, as much as she didnt' want to be interested in what he was saying, she found herself interested. "So why do you do it then?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 6:19 pm
Matanceros leaned over the barrel as if he were a schoolteacher. "I do it for the excitement, lass. Once you've had one voyage on the high seas, you can never get it out of your blood. The salt air is richer than any other. The sea is constantly rolling under you. And all the excitement gets your blood moving faster. Oh, yes, this is living."
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 6:23 pm
She could feel the exhillaration of it in the way he talked about it. It sounded like something she'd be interested in---WHOA! Was she seriously thinking that stealing and piracy were "okay"? What was wrong with her?
But her voice was softer, more excited when she spoke. "But why did you do it at first?" She found herself leaning on the barrel too, trying to listen intently.
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 6:27 pm
He paused, wondering if he should tell this strange maiden about his past and wondering if the water in his eyes was in fact only from the strong odor of gunpowder in the room. He didn't see the harm. "They found me in the wreckage of a trading vessel. All anyone knew was that pirates had done it. I just wanted to find that link to my past."
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 6:53 pm
"So you became one?" Her voice was softer now, "How old were you?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 6:54 pm
"I was only a teen. But I held my salt."
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 6:58 pm
"But what if they were the ones that did this to you? Why...would you become this then?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 6:59 pm
"This is what I was meant to do," Matanceros said. "I have no ill will towards the pirates who set me adrift."
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Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2010 7:02 pm
She looked down for a few minutes, "But how do you know that you're meant to do something?" It was a question she'd asked her self for a long time.
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