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Post by Master Warious on Sept 11, 2005 13:27:54 GMT -5
Hook, ignoring all that was going on around him for the moment turned to Farne. "Can you make things other then waffles? We do need a cook you see..." He trailed off to see The Hessian dump his drink over Warious' head.
"Eeeerg! That's disgusting!" Warious cried out.
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Post by The Seeker on Sept 12, 2005 12:18:19 GMT -5
Also watching Warious, the sprite laughed and turned to Hook. "She's your fiance, right?" A dunk like that might have drowned a six-inch tall being like herself. She gave another softer laugh, "That is disgusting." Sighing, she twisted a lock of red hair around her index finger. "The crowd Warious is hanging out with these days. It's funny!"
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Post by Jandalf on Toast on Sept 12, 2005 14:21:04 GMT -5
Farne fidgeted with his sword hilt for a moment, rather distracted by everything else that was going on, but managed to respond to Hook nevertheless. "Um, yes, I make Belgian waffles and french toast and rouladin and chicken alfredo fettucini and Thai salad and bistecca alla Fiorentina. That's sliced Florentine steak," he added. "Or... um... are you more of a grilled-cheese sandwich person?"
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Post by godric on Sept 12, 2005 15:52:29 GMT -5
" I digest what is available- if it is worth digesting," Godric noted quietly. Sheathing his blade, he added to the Pirate Captain, " A ship's helm is that of which I speak - I served aboard a vessel for a year. I have been searching for another occupation since... a rather unfortunate accident." The drunk helmsman had managed to steer the barge into a rocky cove in the middle of a storm. Godric considered himself lucky not to have perished like the rest of the crew. " Take it he is not coming with us..." He added in reference to the Hessian.
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Post by Dûncariel is Dead. on Sept 12, 2005 21:45:46 GMT -5
"Was it you who drove 'em into the rock? Or are you a better swimmer than you look?"
She tilted her head and put her finger back against her nose. This is becomming an alarming habbit... she thought, then dismissed the idea. It amused her...
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Post by Absolon on Sept 12, 2005 22:55:56 GMT -5
She shrugged, "Half-way so. My father was a song-mage. You are a true-blood Sitha though, correct?" She raised her eyebrows questioningly. "My father said I looked like my mother."
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Post by Master Warious on Sept 13, 2005 9:51:53 GMT -5
Abner walked over and parted the cround that was forming around the pirate captain and sat down next to him. "Who said I was not comming?" He asked in heavily accented English.
Hook jerked his thumb at Godric, and spoke to Farne, "As long as you don't make Grilled cheese, Warious tends to hate it. Ships cook it is then." And he leaned in threateningly, "Any attempts to poison me or any of the crew will result in your being fed to the fishes, do you understand?"
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Post by Jandalf on Toast on Sept 13, 2005 19:28:30 GMT -5
Farne's eyes widened. "P-poison? But that'd be mean!"
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Post by The Seeker on Sept 13, 2005 19:33:10 GMT -5
The sprite raised her eyes increduously. "'It'd be mean'? What are you, some type of sissy boy?"
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Post by Dûncariel is Dead. on Sept 13, 2005 23:03:17 GMT -5
Dûn nodded her head thoughtfully. "Full blood, mortal raised. 'Tis a minorly complex story." She ran one long hand through her shortish, dark blue hair, causing it to stick out randomly in places, then grinned somewhat lopsidedly. "Apparently I picked up a few too many mortal ways to live happily with my Blood ever again. But that doesn't really matter, as there arent' too many of us, any longer."
The Sitha shrugged towards the group surrounding the bar. "Are you thinking of traveling with them?"
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Post by Absolon on Sept 13, 2005 23:04:56 GMT -5
"I don't know, I'm on an ongoing quest already, though I've no idea where to look next." She gazed up questioningly. "Are you?"
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Post by Dûncariel is Dead. on Sept 14, 2005 21:30:57 GMT -5
The Sitha shrugged. "Maybe. The woman, Warious, seems familiar to me, though I cannot place the feeling. I may tag along, if only to figure it out." She gazed off into space for a moment, staring at something no one else could see. Coming back to reality, she said in a voice close to a whisper, "I have missed the Sea."
She gave a little bounce as her eyes refocused, and grinned again. "And these seem to be my type of people."
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Post by Absolon on Sept 15, 2005 16:10:11 GMT -5
"If you go, I wish to accompany you, it has been a while since I have been in the company of a Sitha." Raised by her fathers people after her mother's death, there had been only a few encounters with her mother's people.
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Post by Master Warious on Sept 15, 2005 16:19:26 GMT -5
"Yay!" Warious said after listening in to the conversation. "More girls on board! I won't be alone!" And with that being said Warious hugged the two alien-like females.
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Post by Absolon on Sept 15, 2005 16:24:37 GMT -5
A little embarrased, the white haired girl turned her head to Warious' companion, the pirate captain. "Does she do this often?"
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Post by Master Warious on Sept 15, 2005 17:26:11 GMT -5
Hook shrugged and turned back to Abner
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Post by Dûncariel is Dead. on Sept 15, 2005 21:05:55 GMT -5
Dun, caught up in the moment, hugged Warious back. Even though that was so out of habbit she nearly fell over in the process. "Yup! I've decided I'm going." She rolled her golden eyes and turned to the Captain. "I'm not exactly sure what I do, but I'm pretty sure I can do something..."
Finally putting her finger on the something that she could do, Dun beamed and spoke again. "I'm a good navigator. Stars, 'n all that jazz. And I'm a bit of a Wind Elementalist... so if you ever need a push, I'm your.." She had been about to say 'Man', but that didn't quite seem to work. "Well, that's sort of my department."
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Post by Jandalf on Toast on Sept 16, 2005 16:28:46 GMT -5
"I'm not a sissy," added Farne after a few minutes of thinking it over. "I've even killed before. Except it mostly wasn't my fault. When are we leaving?"
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Post by Tempest on Sept 16, 2005 18:48:33 GMT -5
"As soon as we have a crew of acceptable size." Vash sensed that the room was teeming with quest-goers and they would have little trouble finding a crew.
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Post by Master Warious on Sept 19, 2005 12:29:04 GMT -5
Hook was beginning to feel a little overwhelmed with all the questions directed at him because he kept haveing to repeat himself. He was also getting a little angry. "YES, yes you can all come!" He finally yelled over the din. "WE leave NOW!" And with that Hook pushed his way through the croud that had gathered around him followed by Abner and Warious, the latter of which was still bouncing around chanting 'bother' at Abner.
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