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 Posted: Sat Oct 30, 2010 3:04 am
 
This is a private roleplay between Sakngea [lungrot] and Huang-Fu [Nyxtsuki Moon].
Setting:
Sakngea struggles with a net pulley; Huang offers to help. Drinking and complaining ensues.
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Posted: Sat Oct 30, 2010 10:42 am
The day was coming to an end, the sun drifting low in the sky, its orange just kissing the dark blue of the sea. The docks were lively still, workers and fishers all moving inwards for the night; heading to bars and homes alike, with stories of their day to tell to anyone willing to listen.
Sakngea was also getting ready to head home, but was currently struggling with the net system on his fathers fishing boat (affectionately named 'Lazybone'). The ropes were tangled, and as such, when Sakn tried to pull the net up so that it wasn't dangling precariously over the water, it would jam and stop, hanging just a few feet above the sea.
He had tried his hardest to get the system working again, but so far had had no luck. It was frustrating for the young red-headed boy, and already his father and the rest of the ships crew had headed into town, going to find women and drinks to celebrate their catch, leaving the boy with no one to help him.
"Gods be damned," he growled, kicking at the pulley system when, once again, the ropes tangled and he was denied the right to leave the ship for the night, "AW COM'ON!" he roared, kicking the thing again in frustration, ignoring the groan and whine as the ropes tugged and pulled when he attempted to force them to reel up.
Most of the people had disappeared now, and those that remained ignored the fisher boy and his foul mouth as he screamed, cursed and kicked; pacing angrily on the skiff and pointing a threatening finger at the ropes.
After having calmed himself (as much as he could, which wasn't very much!), Sakn again attempted to get the ropes moving, and was again thwarted as the net slowly rose, then jerked to a stop. Agreeably, it was now farther from the water, but it still wasn't good enough! Sakn tugged in frustration at his braids, holding more obscenities(they instead came out as gargled, nonsensical gibberish) before he heard laughter. His eyes darted to the left, the right, then the left again.
There! A couple of young women with painted faces and low-cut dresses stood down from the skiff and were eying him, their petite hands held before their faces to hide the laughter that curled their lips into a smile. Now, while most men would have given up on the net and jumped ship to find comfort in the handsome womens arms, Sakn wasn't most men.
He glared sharply at them, his bottom lip stiff and his brows scrunched tightly together, and then yelled, "Whut'chu lookin' at, y'bawdies!" He didn't have time to be eyed by a few calls girls, and Sakn would find no comfort in their arms if he knew that the DAMN NET WASN'T FIXED. So after yelling at them, he turned back to fighting with the ropes and pulleys, ignoring the gasps and glares and rude hand gestures sent his way by the two retreating women.
"Stupid pulley, stupid net, stupid wimmen," Sakn groused, hissing under his breath as he tried to figure out what was going on with the net. This was all just stupid, completely and entirely stupid.
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2010 11:18 pm
Huang sighed as his line gave another tug. Every since he came to fish at the dock, he had been catching more then his fair share of the fish in the little cove that the dock was tucked in. He was sure that one day the fisherman who prized their catches for money would soon notice that he was stealing all their profit with his so called hobby. It was odd though that once Huang had become a fighter, his whole demeanor had changed about fishing. He actually quite enjoyed it and had met many people just by doing it.
Today, unknown to Huang, would be no different.
It would start as he finished his fishing routine of the day just as the fishermen of the sea did and though he didn't want to bother them, he kept to himself until most of the loud and crude men left. Saying something the lines of drinking and women, such as fishermen always did.
As he waited though, he heard the loud illustrated call of as he looked behind him, a younger male fishermen on a abandoned boat. Poor sap, Huang studied the boy as he came up from his spot and headed that way out, he would have to pass the fisherman anyways to take the faithful path home.
Huang though stopped as he heard the frustrated shout and the sound of a kick on the the boat before cocking his head. Maybe the boy needed some kinda of help or something.
"Hey-" Huang was about to shout out before two gaudy women with scents poured all over them passed by. Huang's mouth that had been wide open got a full gasp of their air and he choked a little, stopping his call out as the women gave the other boy a few tempting calls. My women sure seemed bold around here, Huang blushed at the calls that they made at the fishermen before standing straight up and turning on his heel. Maybe his help was unneeded and it was time for him to return home.
At least he was going to before he heard the exchange between the fisherman and the women and turned right back around to the boat.
"Hey you!" Huang shouted up to the boy who seemed to be tangling with the contraption that ran the net, "Do you need help?" Huang set his fishing gear down and stared up, expecting a yes.
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 1:11 am
In the world of men, help is unnecessary, and while in reality that is a silly thought to think; in Sakngea's mind, that is a perfectly logical thought. Which was why, when he heard someone question him-asking if he needed help, PAH!- he responded with a very casual, polite--
Who is anyone kidding? The fisher boys head all but snapped off his neck as he jerked it up to look for the person who dared to ask if he needed help; eyes narrowing to dangerous slits as a scowl crossed his thinned lips. He eyed the man down on the docks, with his fishing gear set to the side. He dressed strangely(Something Sakn had still not come to accept. People in the city were just weird.), and looked to be several years older then Sakngea, and in that moment when he looked the man over, he decided he disliked the way he stared.
"No," was the boys stiff and irritated response before attempting to get the ropes to work with him, and failing again. Which caused another angry gurgling spurt of gibberish(dotted with many colorful words he had learned from the other fishermen-half of which he didn't even understand) to burst forth from his lips. And once again the boy kicked the pulley system, as if that would some how fix the problem.
He then looked back over, and saw that the weird staring guy was still there. He scowled and crossed his arms. "I saaaid 'No'. So..stop starin' w'ud ya?"
The guy had one creepy gaze, that was for sure. It reminded Sakngea (sadly) of his creepy old mentor, Sothy. A shudder slinked down his spine as he jerked his eyes away from Huangs.
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2010 9:38 pm
Huang cocked his head at the fisherman...well not really a man now that he was closer and could hear the boy's speech and tones. This was a child, a few years younger then Huang himself who looked like he was trying to live up to the ideals of being a man in a world where the man was the strongest thing around.
Huang continued to stare at the boy, trying to think of a way to coax the bristly little thing into letting him help because well, Huang wasn't sure why he wanted to help but it probably had to do with the fact that the Fisher boy was having so much trouble and there wasn't anybody really by. True men would honor the value of helping out another man.
"Excuse me for staring, but I was just admiring that you are not having any luck with the net still." Huang walked closer to the boat before reaching up and ally looping on to the deck. He wasn't sure what the whole regulations and proper mannerisms of letting oneself onto a boat but hey, who cared? He was going to help the kid (whether he liked it or not) and leave anyways, never to see the troubled kid again anyways.
"So did your mother teach you to speak like that?" Huang frowned at the crass words coming from the kids mouth before leaning over to stare at the netting that was stuck hanging over the water, "I doubt that kinda of language is going to get your net up anyways, the more you curse at, the less likely your going to get it to coax it your way." Huang stared at the contraption before pulling some of the levers. Again, he wasn't sure what he was doing but maybe it would get the net moving or something.
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Posted: Thu Nov 04, 2010 1:59 am
Sakn decided, as soon as the weird-stared man spoke, that he also was good with his words, and his statement left Sakngea confused. Was he insulting him, or not? The fisherboy found himself so wrapped up in figuring it all out that he barely noticed the way the young man slipped onto the boat.
Next thing he knew, the man was on his boat, lecturing him about his language. Sakn's face twisted into irritation and he sputtered for a moment before turning beet-red and glaring at Huang. "I dun' need no advice from you," he groused, before throwing his hands up in the air as the man toyed with the levers that controlled the system of cranks and pulleys. With a happy whirr the net dropped a couple more feet before Sakn managed to slap the other mans hands away and stop it from dropping into the sea. "Don' touch tha'!" he snapped at Mr. Intrusive, before attempting to get the nets to pull back in. Of course, they moved up slowly at first, giving him the faintest of hopes, before coming to a jerking halt.
"BY THE GODS I SW'AR IMMA GUNNA...ARRRGH!" his sentence was less then articulate, and very angry, and the boy yanked harder on the crank, ignoring the way the ropes screamed and groaned before letting go and kicking it on last time in rage.
Which caused the ropes to hiss and drop the net all the way down, where it splashed happily into the water, as if it was some eager child rushing into the arms of a parent.
Sakn stared down at the net as he sank, loose rope slowly being sucked into the deep depths. And when he attempted to get the crank to reel it all back in, the damn thing only groaned miserably and stopped spinning as soon as it started. This wasn't not a good day, it seemed, and the redhead tugged violently at a braid as he stared at the water, pinching the bridge of his nose as a headache began to form. So much for his plans to enjoy his evening, now he would be stuck tugging the net up by hand and explaining to his father tomorrow why their main net system wasn't working.
"This's y'ur fawlt, by d'way."
Of course, it really wasn't Huang's fault, but sometimes it just made Sakn feel just a bit better if he could put the blame on someone else, for once.
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Posted: Thu Nov 04, 2010 11:03 pm
Huang could see that his sarcasm had blown over the other boy's head and rolled his eyes. Poor kid, Huang would get away with that one but sooner or later the Kid would catch on and then it was really a bother for Huang.
Sighing Huang stared at the kid as he slapped his hands. At least Huang had gotten the contraption to move, regardless of the thing slipping a bit. That was much more progress then the cursing that the other boy had though of so creatively. "Look, I got it going, why didn't you just tell me how to-" Huang watched as the net dropped down into the ocean and sighed.
He sighed so loudly....So....Loudly that you could tell just from the sigh that there was disappointment, tiredness and just how much he truly felt sorry for the kid, which wasn't much since the kid brought it on himself. Well his job was done here. Good job Kid, way to waste a perfectly good net in the water. Huang crossed his arms over his chest before letting one last sigh escape. Okay, Huang thought as he stared at the netting that was quickly disappearing into the water.
"I don't think so, I had the levers working until you so rudely slapped my hands away." Huang leaned over the boat rail and stared deeper into the ocean, it wasn't a cold night but that didn't mean the water wasn't cold. Well since this kid obviously couldn't retrieve his own netting, Huang started to remove his heavier gear.
"Look, Since its still attached to the pulley system you got, the net won't get to far. I'm going to dive in, grab it and drag it over to your..." Huang looked around the boat till he saw a small ladder that led overboard. Pointing at it, he looked back to the kid, "I'm going to pull it over there. It'll be easier for me since I'm older and stronger than you. You can lift it up after i get over there and do whatever you need to it or whatever." Huang's voice was very bland as the last of his heavier clothing dropped and all that was left was his pants and his undershirt. Climbing over the rail he dived in with a noisy splash, disappearing under the darkened water.
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2010 5:21 pm
His cheeks puffed out as Huang corrected him, and he raised a finger to argue his point (because, damn it, if Mr. Nosey hadn't come around, he could have gotten it all on his own!), but soon found his words stuck in his throat. Was this guy undressing?! Sakn's hand dropped down in shock as he watched the older man undress and climb up on the edge of the boat. Sure, he had seen many of his own boat mates dressed down in undershirts (or no shirts!) and pants, but never had he watched someone strip down just to help someone.
Okay, so perhaps he was upset because of the way this guy spoke to him(what with his weird compliment/insults and very blunt way of speaking), but really. He hadn't expected the undressed man to decide to help him after Sakn had spoken so rudely. Really.
Of course, then the jerk commented on his strength. So not cool.
"WUDYA MEAN 'STRONGER'!?" Sakn roared as the man leaped into the waters. Of course, his only response was the bubbles that came up as Huang dove down. The redhead glared over the edge at the water, almost wanting to strip down and chase after the guy, but instead opted to frustrating pace on the deck. That jerk! He wasn't weak. He could've gotten the net himself.
But, the guy had done it instead.
Now severely confused as to if he should be angry or thankful, Sakn moved to stand at the side of the boat near the ladder, and when the net ropes started sliding through the water towards him, the redhead grabbed hold of them and started pulling. He wasn't going to just stand and watch, damn it! Sakngea was gunna show this guy that he wasn't weak, far from it.
The net was logged with water and heavy, and Sakn felt his muscles groan and sweat roll down the back of his neck as he pulled. Surely it was just as heavy under the water. With every pull, the boy found himself(just slightly) thankful for the help. So when the dark-haired boy's head broke the water, the fisher boy blurted the closest thing he could to a thank you.
"I think I ow'ya a drink after dis," he grunted, pulling the net up and towards the middle of the craft. And he would willingly go drink with this intense-eyed man, unless he continued to harass him about his strength. Then Sakngea would just push him back into the water.
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2010 9:39 pm
Huang drifted under the water until he saw the net that was floating eerieely in the darkened waters. His hands reach for it, grabbing the floating rope like it was a rare gift from the goddess and kicked his legs up, pulling the netting up with him. It was heavy in the water, a little heavier than he originally though. But as he pulled, he could feel himself break the water and drag it over to the ladder.
Though he was sure that the kid had been cursing him, something like intuition told him that this kid probably didn't like that he had played on the strengths card or anything, he was still glad to see the kid hadn't abandoned him on his mission to retrieve the net. At least he had done what Huang had asked, though he didn't think he wouldn't anyways.
Huang grunted himself as he pushed the netting up and over the ladder before pulling himself up. His clothes were soaked with the cold water, the only positive side is that it wasn't windy cold outside right now, otherwise Huang would be freezing and embarrassing himself with chattering teeth.
Smirking at Sakn's mumbled offer, Huang thought to himself before frowning and then returning to the bland stare at the kid.
"I don't mind then, It'll warm my blood." Huang held out his hand to the kid, "I'm Huang-Fu, but you can just call me Huang. Whats your name sir?" Huang cocked his head, staring intensely at the fisherman before regaining his clothes and putting them back on.
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2010 1:12 am
"Sakngea," the redhead responded, gripping Huangs hand in his own and giving it a firm shake and squeeze, like his father had taught him!, "buh y'can call me Sakn fur short," he added with a small grin. While the guy-Huang- was kinda creepy, and had definitely struck a sour note with his earlier comments, Sakn had a feeling they wouldn't get along to badly, and that tonight wouldn't end so miserably.
Hopefully, if all things went well, it would actually turn out for the better.
So with the introductions finished, Sakn turned heel and jumped off the boat, heading for a small bar that was just off the docks. It was loud, smelly and full of sailors and fishermen who were already drunk and enjoying the company of harlots and bar flies who flitted around in their pretty clothing. Sakn gave Huang a grin, unsure if the strangely dressed man he had met actually visited bars like this. He felt that maybe the guy usually spent his time away from smelly back alley bars on the docks. Though he could be wrong.
After managing to find a small booth and table that was unoccupied and partially clean, Sakn glanced at Huang.
"So, Huang," he spoke, trying the name out for the first time and finding it just as strange as all the other names he had been hearing since joining the Academy and moving about the city, "Wha's gunna be y'poison t'night? Drinks are awl on me," hopefully Huang didn't drink all the money out of his pockets though. Sakn would hate to lose it all in one go.
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Posted: Sat Nov 13, 2010 1:29 pm
Huang gave a small smile at the boys firm grip. Strong and calloused was the other boys hands, a truly dedicated worker, Huang thought. Even after the loss of the net, Sakn had stayed to retrieve it, that took loyalty and to Huang's mind earned the boy major respect, even if he was a bit rouge-ish in his speech and looks.
"Nice to meet you then, Sir Sakn." Huang bowed his head in respect once more, his mannerism pooling from his pores. He didn't do it to flaunt merely because he was taught that everyone was above him, even workers. Politeness in truth got farther along then anything else.
After loosing the final piece of his clothing together, Huang snorted at the offer of Sakn paying for it all.
"That's alright Sir Sakn, I can pay my own." Huang didn't want the kid to feel obligated to pay since all Huang had done was help him with his net. But a night in the bar didn't seem to bad, and since he a new found freedom of sorts, he doubted his mother would truly care. Unbeknown to Huang though was that he had followed Sakn into the bar in time with keeping up with conversation and felt himself sit at what looked like a clean...well cleaner of the tables.
Looking over at all the bawdy fisherman, Huang tried to pick out a drink from the ones that everyone else was drinking. In truth he didn't drink alcohol ever really, maybe a glass of sake with his brother but he had always managed to slip by with small sips of it.
"What do you recommend?" Huang looked back to Sakn, "I have never really had a 'Drink' before. Maye I should start with some hot tea?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 17, 2010 8:12 am
Sakn nearly died right there and then when Huang spoke. Never had a drink!? How could any full-grown man not have had a drink before? Sakn shook his head and put his hand to his face. This was going to be interesting. "Don' even mention tea 'ere," he groaned before motioning that he would be right back.
The redhead then slipped away from the table and wandering up to the bar. He spoke eccentrically with the bartender there, and the two of them glanced over at Huang several times while talking. The bartender then handed Sakn two glasses and two gourd-pitchers. Sakn offered him some coins in exchange before maneuvering through the crowd and back over to his new drinking friend.
"I said I'd pay," he stated as he sat, before Huang could say anything, "S'I'm gunna pay, dun'argue," Sakn was stubborn, and he wouldn't go back on what he had said earlier. Instead of listening to Huang's reply, he quickly poured them each a glass. From one gourd he poured a neutral grain spirit; a strong drink with a horrible taste and then set the glass to the side for himself.
Then he grabbed the other pitcher and poured Huang a glass of some warm shōchū, a earthy distilled drink made of barley and sweet potatoes. It was definitely not as strong as Sakn's drink, but not a weak drink either. Hopefully Huang could handle it because Sakn hadn't been able to find something less potent.
"Start wit'that. I'dunno if y'ur stomach can handle anythin'stronger," he stated before lifting his own drink to his lips and taking a gulp. Then making that horrible, disgusted face afterwards; even though his muscles loosened and the tension disappeared from his body as he drank.
"To stubborn nets an'strange guys," the redhead added with a laugh, offering his glass for a toast.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 12:43 pm
Huang shifted in his seat as he saw Sakn's face clearly show his shock at Huang's confession. Quite honestly, the only time he had EVER drank anything that was alcoholic was to poison test for his older brother. And even then it was such a small sip and taste that it couldn't quite effect Huang on any level. It didn't even remember all the taste of the different drinks he had before, let alone their names.
Stiffening to his more rigor and polite for in the seat, he shifted his eye's. "I see, No tea then." Huang licked his lips in worry though it was only a habit when he truly didn't understand his surroundings. Even now, he was wary of the huge fisherman and bawdy ladies, what they hell we're they even doing?
As Sakn slipped away, Huang had a rare moment of social panic as he searched for the younger boy. He wasn't clingy, he just didn't want to be accidentally left with men who could probably snap him for no reason at all. bucking up, Huang had to remember that he was a Fighter now, he was just as strong as the adults now, if not more skilled. And he was a deadly trained assassin, Assassin's feared no one. Huang felt himself relax with his internal voices soothing him.
"Well-" Huang went to reach for his pocket as Sakn returned with too gourds of Alcohol. Huang could almost tell it was because of the sour smell. Eying the gourd again with his usual wariness, he sniffed, and stared at the amber liquid that poured out. Trying to memorize all the different senses. Who knows, Alcohol could probably be pretty useful in the future, best to learn about it now. His hands came to rest on the table, forgetting that he was going to hand some coin to Sakn to pay.
Huang watched Sakn take his drank and the horrible face he made before staring down at his own cup.
"I think I can handle it. Thanks." Huang lifted his glass in a small salute before taking his first drink. Gah, it tasted awful! It went down like fire though, warming his blood. Though his face remained stoic and unmoving, inside all he could think was how the people seem to ENJOY this. However, it was long after he finished his first glass, stupidly chugging it down, that his body become languid and loose.
"Ah No!" Huang refilled his own glass and lifted back into a toast, "To the fisherman who wouldn't take offered help and thought he could do it himself! Your the stubborn one little Sakn, and I'll toast to the strange man," Huang let loose a large smile, oh it was so uncharacteristic for him to smile so easily but that was because he didn't know his body was started to feel the liquid courage and bravado from the Alcohol. "Say Sakn, You know who else is a stubborn strange guy?" Huang left the question hanging as he sipped the Alcohol more slowly now.
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Posted: Wed Dec 01, 2010 1:55 am
Sakn watched with a smile curled on his lips at Huang took a second cup and cheerfully tapped his cup against the other mans when it was offered, eager for-what felt like it would be- an exciting night. Sakngea had a feeling his new companion was one who drank often(it was obvious from the suddenly eased muscles, the way he spoke and most definitely the way he drank!), and the redheads most interesting experiences so far had been with heavy, aged drinkers. Fresh meat was exciting.
"Say Sakn, you know who else is a stubborn strange guy?"
The fisherboy raised a brow at the comment, because funny was what he expected, not gossip. But the boy had a bit of rubbernecking in him from his nosey-neighbor mother, and after throwing back two more drinks, he was definitely buzzing enough to encourage Huang.
"Y'mean J--" the redhead started before halting, because he didn't wanna talk about Mr. Legion Captain. Didn't wanna talk about him at all. So Sakn cut himself off and restarted with a little more pizzazz.
"N'aaaaw, I dun know! Iffin I knew, y'think yuh'd be tellin' me 'bout it?" there was a stupid, lazy grin on Sakn's face by this point as he teased the seemingly-tightlaced lunarian. He then continued, "Buh n'aw, I dun know, so tell me. Who's dis guy is."
This night was definitely going better then planned.
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Posted: Tue Dec 14, 2010 10:49 am
Huang smirked as he felt the room intensify from the taste, scents and smell of the alcohol. Strangely enough, the once bitter liquid was become sweet and though he knew he was drinking, he still felt thirsty. He was 3/4ths the way through his second glass when Sakn urged him to talk and Huang grinned like a excited cat with a piece of string.
"Issa...Excuse me." Huang words slurred due to relaxation of his usually tense body as he tried to co-align his thoughts so he could make sense of what he truly was saying. "It's this stupid Mongolian Lunarian who is beefier and only filled with brawn's!" Huang set his glass down and stared at Sakn with intense eyes, "You ever meet him Sakn, you gotta make a run for it, cause....cause the man is a nightmare." Huang shuddered, "I was suppose to kill him but he was stronger and when he got me, he threatened my life and said that the only way to get away was to pay with my body!?!? HE EVEN HAD HUGE RATS IN HIS ROOM!?!? WHO KEEPS HUGE RATS AS PETS?!?!?" Huang whispered the part about his body as a bargaining tool before yelling the last half of his speech. He then taking his glass and swallowing the last of the alcohol to comfort him, as he shuddered over the memory of so many huge rats, he hated rats.
"He was a stubborn, strange, conceited, muscle, one up, coward of a man, YOU GOT ANYONE LIKE THAT SAKN!?!?" Huang scooted closer to the other boy, "You got some stubborn, strange, conceited, muscle, one up, coward of a man enemy eh?"
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