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Post by reddyteddy on Oct 14, 2001 21:06:18 GMT -5
Grins at Seno "Seno, me comrade, Tom is short for Tomasina ... but call me that and I'll snub ya" Turning her attention to were Mishika is sitting "The captain of the S.E.A ship is Lai, and to reach her all you gotta do is hang round one of the pubs... she's sure to turn up there *chuckles to herself*....no on second thoughts I'd head over to the dock were the blue victory is kept, you'll find her there.. wadda want to know?? Perhaps i can help"
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Post by Mishika / Rhissa on Oct 14, 2001 21:48:45 GMT -5
She looked outside in thought, "Do you know how much pay is given? I am not greedy, and i have plenty of gold, but I am quite curious" she glanced at Tom.
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Post by Seno on Oct 15, 2001 12:28:12 GMT -5
"Ten...no wait... twenty," Seno said trying to pull the correct number from his mind. "Officers make...awww hell. Its a decent living." The man rubbed his forehead feeling the fuzziness of thought of too much to drink.
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Post by Gryph on Oct 15, 2001 13:28:56 GMT -5
Gryph was the sort of person who, in spite of modest dress and quiet speech, stood out simply by virtue of being the sort of person he was. His almost beautiful facial features, moonlight-hued hair, and bewitching honey-coloured eyes in particular always seemed to get him into some form of trouble. Add to his physical appearance a noble bearing, and this spelled out a recipe for harrassment in a place such as Le Marché Noir.
However, behind those deep golden pools lay the critical mind of a military strategist. Gryph was well aware of what sort of place this was, and his easygoing demeanor belied the observations he quickly made concerning his surroundings. He had also taken necessary precautions: most of his weapons were concealed, and the gold hilt of the laroche fastened to his belt was covered with a black cloth that could easily be removed should he have need to use it. Nevertheless, he was targeted by a group of local thugs, keen to take whatever ill gains they could from the hapless visitor.
Gryph was fully aware they were trailing him: being no more than petty thieves, they lacked the finesse of the highwaymen Gryph had encountered previously in his travels. As such, when they closed in on him near an alleyway with the intention of forcing him into a corner and roughing him up, Gryph was able to deflect the potential attack. He stooped down as if to brush the dust from his trousers, tripping one of his would-be muggers and sending him crashing into the garbage piled up beside the alley wall. <br> This embarrassment and frustration spurred the two other thieves into action. They'd be damned if they allowed some fop with the devil's luck to make fools of them. Yet as they charged him in turn, Gryph suddenly lifted both arms on either side of him, appearing for all intentions as if he was simply stretching his arms. However, each fist firmly landed square in the noses of the oncoming thugs, sending them reeling backward into another heap of rubbish. Gryph affected a clueless look of puzzlement and appeared to look about in confusion before slightly shrugging his shoulders and continuing on into a nearby tavern. <br> Yet as Gryph closed the door behind him, the audible crash of large bodies as they struck wood was heard as the three made a last ditch effort to retaliate and slammed into the thick oak door.
Amateurs, he thought with amusement, even as he feigned ignorance of his actions. "May I ask what the special is today?" he asked with a sunny smile.
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Post by reddyteddy on Oct 16, 2001 1:42:15 GMT -5
"I think seno is about right, what position ya after?? I'm not really in it for the money, i just love the sea.." Joins seno at the table andf helped herself to the chicken wings and chews thoughtfully.. "pretty darn good.." takes a swig of ale and sits back in the sit
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Post by Mishika / Rhissa on Oct 16, 2001 21:20:26 GMT -5
"Position?" she questioned. she thought a moment, "I'm not quite sure actually..." she trailed off, surprised at herself.
Position? We get to choose? Hmm... I know nothing about specifics of the crew of a ship... Maybe this is a bad idea, but I wouldnt mind the extra money... and those pirates.. She held a strong look on her face.
She curiously took a chicken wing and bit at it accordingly. "Hmmm... yes..." she ate some more.
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Post by Seno on Oct 16, 2001 22:20:03 GMT -5
"Sorta," Seno said as he rubbed his eyes. Vision blurly...good sign I'm about to take a nap... "Ships short several spots...heheh simile...plus if you got the skillz you can push out someone else if ya wanted ta. Course the poor sap may not like that n' complain to the good old c'aptin
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Post by reddyteddy on Oct 17, 2001 2:32:08 GMT -5
"yeah positions, ranks... what ya do on the boat. It is helpful if ya know somtin' about boats or at least about thaa position. If you don't there is always the cook..."
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Post by Gryph on Oct 17, 2001 8:38:40 GMT -5
Seating himself quietly at a nearby table, Gryph appeared to peruse the menu of the day. His attention, however, was focused on the nearby conversation. <br> From what he could surmise, it concerned explaination of shipboard duties. From one young elven girl's dress, the group were S.E.A. Corps. Or at least the elven girl was, possibly recruiting her addressees.
Gryph decided that it would behoove him to listen in, even as he placed his order with the waitress, who, incidentally, kept giving him odd looks. He supressed a sigh: this town didn't seem the sort to welcome the casual tourist. Even his friendly disposition failed to help his situation: she continued to look back at him strangely even as she walked away, almost tripping on a chair in her path.
Surely visitors can't be that out of place, can they? Gryph thought, puzzled. With a mental shrug, he turned his attention back to the nearby conversation.
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Post by Seno on Oct 17, 2001 11:22:53 GMT -5
Seno let his head rest on his arm feeling the combined force of several shots and large swigs from the clear nameless alchohal flow over him. He blinked to clear his vision several times only to see a man at a nearby table. From what he could surmise through his drunk mind, he drew several conclusions immediatly.
Abruptly, he stood up and moved in front of Gryph. "What the 'ell do you think your do'in?! Hmmm?! Look you arse, if your so interested in the conversation grow the stones to try n' join it. Unless of course your spy'in..." Seno's hand rested casually on the handle of his long knife. "Then that means sometin' totally different." Seno smirked. "An' so what if I'm drunk...ya gotta ask yourself pretty-boy, does that make me less dangerous or more dangerous. Well?! What do ya got to say for yourself."
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Post by AuroraMatsuda on Oct 17, 2001 16:30:49 GMT -5
Leonor looked up at Seno, who had just stood up, causing a scene.
'What a weird man, apparantly drunk,' she said in her mind, almost falling off her chair as she took another swig of her ale. She laughed at herself. 'I'm drunk too...' she thought, and took another swig of her drink.
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Post by Gryph on Oct 17, 2001 21:35:06 GMT -5
It may have disconcerted those nearby to hear Gryph's light chuckle. It was not the usual reaction one would expect from someone in his position. Yet his earnest smile never wavered.
"I'm simply trying to get a feel for my surroundings, sir," he replied with a cheerful tone. "I like to know what kind of territory I'm in, lest I say anything to offend anyone. I wouldn't want to hurt anyone's feelings, after all."
It would seem to be a somewhat ironic statement, as the young fair-haired man appeared as if he could charm the scales off a snake. Yet both his sunny disposition and light-hearted banter suggested nothing but an almost naive friendliness.
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Post by Seno on Oct 18, 2001 9:13:17 GMT -5
"Ya know that's all fine and good," Seno began, "But I didn't hear a frigg'in apology for easedropping ya little nit!" He slammed his fist down onto the table causing the contents on its to jump up.
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Post by Mishika / Rhissa on Oct 18, 2001 14:38:24 GMT -5
OOC: I'm sorry, I just wanted to make a note, my character does not appear elvish - she hides her ears, so she looks human.
IC:
She was deep in thought until the table was hit from Seno's rage. She glared at him and her eyes flashed, "Enough of this! Quarelling over something silly proves nothing, i will not tolerate this." she hops off the table and passes by Seno, giving him a mad, yet mysterious look. She waved back as she exited, "Thank you for your time and information. Perhaps Fate has a destiny for us, and we shall all meet again. Farewell." she opened the door and made her way out into the cool, dark night.
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Post by AuroraMatsuda on Oct 18, 2001 16:18:06 GMT -5
Leonor watched as Mishika stormed out of the bar.
'What a silly thing to get mad over...!' she thought, drunk. She dropped her cup of ale on the floor.
"Oops!" she said, in a ditzy way. She giggled. She was obviously too drunk to care.
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