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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 7:26 pm
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Askook, or Kook as he was better known, was lazy on land and preferred a good nap to almost anything else...except a good bit of food and drink. His brother, and captain, had mentioned a cove where a female traded fermented drinks for cowries. He didn't exactly have any cowries, but that wasn't about to stop him from trying to charm a drink out of the proprietor.
If not oh well, at least he'd have met a pretty female, and spent some time flirting, his third favorite activity after sleeping and eating. Mmm, today was such a nice day for a nap...the sun slid down over him like a blanket. He was grateful for his pale coloring, if he had dark fur he'd be hiding in the shade right about now. No naps though, not yet anyway, he grinned as he spotted what might be the cove a bit away. His paws churned up the sand as he went, but his pace could hardly be called quick, his large frame seemed to guide his body moving him at a lumbering almost drunken weave over the ground.
He gave a last lazy yawn before shaking off and trying to look a bit more presentable. He puffed out a bit of air sending strays of his errant mane back.
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2011 2:47 pm
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Uzuri hadn't long since gotten over her meeting with Pirato, the pirate king when she found her place within the Pride. By the sounds of things this was going to be a very boisterous Pride with the males being, well males and the females either submitting to their every whim or standing up and fighting tooth and claw with them as well for their own rights. Uzuri however had other plans and was going to fit right into place of submitting and standing up straight amongst the males in her own right for besides being female she also knew these males particular weakness, fermented fruits. It had been Pirato who had introduced her to this, delicacy; if one could call it that, she knew she'd never touch them again herself.
Uzuri had a quick, clever and original mind and it wasn't long before she had thought up the idea of creating a meeting place where Pride members could come and knowingly find fruits, which generally was the role of the Corsair to produce. Uzuri didn't know how well the idea was going to be received but if the males of the pride could go out and plunder and pillage for valuables and goods whilst the Corsair simply provided food and fruits for them, well Uzuri had other plans; she'd produce fruits but she wanted a share of their plunder for them, she worked as hard as they did.
She'd not yet officially announced her idea to the Pride, she'd tell Pirato first and he could call them to gather and celebrate the 'opening' one evening but first Uzuri needed to gain a stock of fruits so she'd spent the last few days finding suitable fruits, a good spot to allow them to ferment and a location close to the spot she wished to set up the gathering/bar that she could store the fruits in the shade to stop them fermenting to far and spoiling them. A cave close to a cove at the end of the largest beach within the Prides territory was ideal for this.
After days of work however Uzuri found herself contented with the amount of fruit she'd collected and already set to ferment, some of the smaller ones close to ready, when she called a break. Strolling to the edge of the greenery as it gave way to the sand she sat and looked out to sea, the sun was low now, not the point where it was colouring the sky yet but enough that looking at it was easier on the eyes. The sight was serene and she felt herself instantly relaxing after a days work when out of the corner of her eye she spotted a large male lumbering in her direction. She'd not met many other pride members but she had the feeling she was about to meet another.
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2011 5:27 pm
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He slowed his pace a bit as he spotted a female in the distance, she looked relaxed. He moved to casually sit down beside her as if already familiar with her. No point in formalities after all, they weren't his thing, leave the formalities to those with an image to maintain.
"Name's Kook" He offered up with a twist of his lips, a carefree grin as his eyes slid in a slow examination over her.
"and you have very pretty eyes." He finished off with the compliment. He could always find something to compliment a female on, sincerely. False flattery was insulting especially with his keen eye, and if there really was no beauty to be found he was smart enough to keep his mouth shut about it. Still beauty was in the eye of the beholder and Kook was all too happy to behold a great many beauties. This one...she had pale almost sandy fur, nothing extraordinary about her coloring or figure. She had a healthy looking nose and tail, no horrid imperfections he could see, she was ordinary enough to him. Still when he looked into her eyes, they were a pale coral, they held some feminine allure like all treasures of the sea. He could tell she was smart, smarter then him, but that wasn't exactly tough to manage he had brawn over brain sadly, there was a reason he was called kook.
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2011 8:33 am
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Uzuri kept her composure as the large male planted himself next to her, she was aware of how close he was to her but personal boundaries didn't seem to bother the males of Maestros Del Mar, they all seemed to think it was a personal freedom to seat themselves almost upon a female pride member. He offered up his name simply, no messing about, something she liked in one paw but on the other she like a little more intelligent banner before getting to the point. She felt his eyes roam over her, not something she was unfamiliar with but she had the growing feeling he was simply looking over her like she would of a gazelle or another creature she was weighing up before she began hunting it. At his second line of speech she laughed, the noise was musical and easy on the ear, there was no malice in it but she turned and stared flatly at the male.
'Tell me Kook, how many times have you told a female that.' The stare she gave him should of warned him of her deeper thoughts, empty classical compliments wouldn't work on her, but there was a light to her eye, a sparkle, like the suns ray glinted off the brow of tiny rippling waves. A smile softened her face and she spoke with a voice similar to the enticing sound of the air swirling around the inside of a Conch shell, 'Name's Uzuri, what can I do you for this evening Kook?'
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 7:23 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 8:00 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 10:41 am
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Ahh so this was the lovely female who intended to open up a trade venue, that explained her being way out here. Then she mentioned the cowrie shells and he pawed a bit at the ground as if considering. Of course there wasn't really anything TO consider, he knew damn well that he didn't have anything to trade, nothing, zip, zero. No shells, no pretty baubles, no feathers, not even any interesting debris rolled in by the sea. Not that Kook didn't admire or want such things, but he had never felt the need to take them away from the ocean and stash them for himself. Perhaps he ought to start, he thought to himself before shaking his head.
"'Fraid not...I'm not in the habit of collecting such things, their very lovely to examine and admire for a while, but I've never found anything so unique that I felt the need to take it from the sea." His view on the oceans treasures seemed to match his view on females, all very lovely to flirt with but none he particularly felt the desire to try and win over as a mate...yet.
"But maybe I could have a sample? I'll trade you my rather discerning opinion?" He smiled at her hopefully, he was after all willing to give her an honest opinion and wouldn't that help her decide what to take in trade for her delicious fruits, which would be more popular and such?
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 11:22 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 11:53 am
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He watched her eyes and smiled as he saw again the gleam there, intelligent calculation. No matter how much he charmed, flirted, or complimented this corsair she would still take the time to pause and think about how to ensure things ended in her favor. Luckily she found a rather pleasant middle ground and with a chuckle and nod he agreed to her terms.
"It's a deal then, I'll give you my opinion and tell the crew about your trade venue, have a name for the place?" He asked curiously leaning in a bit enjoying how close she was. He could see faint markings dashed across her fur, what was before simply sandy colored now revealed a bit more. The faint dusty rose colored splash along the bridge of her nose made her eyes stand out a bit more, and beneath paler freckles were only barely visible. His eyes slid down over her again picking up on the marking along her shoulder what appeared at first to be a random splash of creamy white, but to him it looked almost like a flower in bloom. He could see the faintest of markings along her back as well but lifted his gaze instead.
As interesting as this female was, he had after all come for the taste of her delicious fruits. He himself knew little about the fermentation process, but he knew he liked sweet things and salty ones, and with his considerable size he could handle the fermented fruits without making a fool of himself...then again some didn't even need the aid of such treats to make fools of themselves.
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 12:27 pm
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'A deal it is then.' She closed the deal with a quick nod of her head. As to the name of the place she smiled up at the male, 'The Drunken Sailor, not terribly original I grant you but it'll stick and be remembered easily.' A sparkle appeared in her eye as the male due in closer and she didn't shy away, she held his gaze and when his own began to wonder she allowed him the pleasure before giving a quick, faint wink of her eye and turning tail on him. She walked two paces before twisted to look back over her shoulder at him, 'Come along then, we'll make ourself comfortable and then it'll fetch a few fruits, I hope you hold them well.' With that she turned once again and began her way gracefully across the sand, there was something about the way she counterbalanced the efforts of sinking slightly with each step that allowed her to move in such a manner.
She never checked to see if the male was following but then again it didn't really matter if he hadn't the spot where she'd laid out the bark husks to serve the fruits and the slight curve of the greenery to offer a little protection from the cooler evening winds was still visible from much of the beach and certainly from where she had bumped into Kook. She turned to see him following behind and then smiled at him, beckoning him over, 'Sit yourself down and it'll go fetch one or two fruits.' With that she turned once again and vanished into the jungle like growth on the edge of the beach in the direction of cave she stored the fruits.
The cave itself wasn't on the beach but it was still in the cliff which divided this beach from the one just up the coast. Protected from a thick undergrowth the cave was relativity hidden to all that passed by unaware and thus made a good place to store and also hide the valued fruits. Forcing her way through the undergrowth she was rewarded by the cool tingling sensation the dark cave provided. She collected an Amatungulu fruit which was practically oozing, a Kei apple and also a Platonia, these were her small fruits and thus she could carry the three of them back at once, others she could only manage one or perhaps two, three would do for now. Turning from her store cave with a mouthful of fruits she travelled back the short distance to the beach.
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 12:45 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 1:13 pm
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She broke the tree line and step out into the sparser area of greenery before it gave way to the beach. She walked to one of the bark husks and empty her mouth of the fruits, carefully rolling them off her tongue as not to pierce them with her teeth. The Amatungulu was soft and some of it's juices oozed into her mouth, she swallowed them down with little pleasure. She looked up at Kook, he had a good point, she couldn't keep running back and forth to the cave to collect fruits, she'd need to keep a few closer to paw. 'That's a good point, I can't host and keep going to fetch fruits. I'd not given it that music thought before now but I guess storing a selection of fruits close by would be a better idea.' The problem being with that until she knew she'd have some regular customers come to the gathering spot fetch fruit daily to keep close by would only mean the extra trip back if no one came.
She pondered, perhaps with time one or two lions who was a little more well off in regards to cowries and had an addiction for fruits would venture here regularly. For now though she would have to go back and forth until more leant of the place and her services. Someone to help would be even better but she had yet to meet any of the other Corsair but someone that could run back and forth or even host whilst she wasn't there and fetching fruits would be advantageous. Lost in thoughts she almost forgot about the fruits she'd brought Kook. 'Sorry, lost in thought but you raised a good point. Anyway, firstly there's the Amatungulu which I can find easily, see what you think of that.' She rolled the small red berry like fruit down the bark husk towards with her nose, it'd be easily consumed from simply lapping it up with the tongue it was that small but she knew them to be sugary, they were highly favoured by insects so she guessed they would ferment well.
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 1:34 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 1:54 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2011 4:05 pm
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