Seemingly Pointless Meandering

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Re: Seemingly Pointless Meandering

Post by Vexako » Tue May 17, 2011 12:46 am

Jin did not pick up on Shann's playful interest in the girl, as the papers on the table had headily reminded him of the work that waited and pressed at him. The girl was lovely, but a distraction, ultimately, until he finished with Shann.

"Thank you. . .Selena." Jin barely caught himself from addressing her as 'woman,' not that it really mattered. "These are escorting me back to my clan's central estate. You would be welcome to join us, though as you say unless you find yourself in a position to earn it I shall not recompense you for the pleasure of your company." He forgot to introduce himself as he stared at a word that had been misspelled on his documents.

He could be silver tongued when he tried. He was not the bumbling, jabbering idiot his family had assumed him to be since his. . .the actions he'd taken as a rebellious youth.

The woman still should not be in the room while he formed a contract with Shann. Neither should the brat. The woman could comfort the brat and his distraction of a dog elsewhere.

"Now if you would -- "

The cat hissed. The warning bell rang.

His words, and his train of thought, were drowned.

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Ko had been trying to figure out how to trick someone into carrying out Ceallach's piss and shit so he wouldn't have to when the reminder of the trail of dead bodies was brought back to him. He sat up straight, alarmed. Had another body been found? He avoided looking at Ceallach, instead looking towards the stairs. He felt too much revulsion to look at the other man just then, and was not feeling particularly talkative. He cursed, softly, and slumped forward: waiting, and unwilling to be faced with yet more bodies.
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Captain Jorge Ledilomps was having a rough day, and it was reflected onto his crew. They were upset enough at the murder, and his officers were none so pleased he hadn't ordered the man overboard. That was the unpleasant argument that was interrupted by the bell, again, and he couldn't help the noisy growl of frustration that came out of his mouth.

If this was as the last, he'd toss the man over himself, and it weren't an idle threat, even in his head. He was a large man, built bulky and refined by the physical labor of being a sailor. His head had been finely whittled by his progression from common ship's boy to captain, and he knew the conditions of unrest among his men. They'd seen the ports together too many times for him not to, and he worked them hard as he could without tipping them over into rebellion.

But, as he made his way out of the forecastle and onto the weather deck he knew immediately it wasn't the case.

He started roaring orders.
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Jinhuff was in the corridor outside of his cabin when a sailor came rushing down it, wild eyed. "--in! Stay in! For yer own safety, into yer cabins! Sailors gotta work topsides, keep inside yer cabins!"

Jinhuff barely avoided being barreled over, and hastily jerked back in. He shut the door.

Either that meant Ceallach had somehow broken free of his chains and was on a murderous adventure, or something decidedly not his problem had occurred. Selena would be unable to remove the brat. "Well." He said, and went back to the table to begin gathering the papers. Business would have to wait.
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The bell continued ringing, then abruptly cut off. Ko could hear yelling above them, muted and like t' cause him serious worry. Not a murder, then, as the uproar it would cause would have already seen sailors down to visit Ceallach.

Then the ship juddered somethin awful, and leant heavily to the port side. Ko found himself sprawling in the sudden change of direction, knocked clean off his seat. Pirates? They were well out to sea -- there would be no other reason to go swingin every which way. It was then, on his hands and knees, that he looked at Ceallach. The man was a murderer. Pirates would love a murderer.

"Get out of them chains." He said, or was saying, when the ship started to vibrate. It groaned and rasped like a cat in heat.

"Now now now!" He found himself yelling, and went to the other man to help.

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The fog had rolled in from nowhere, his helmsman had blubbered over and over, but Ledilomps had not graced him with a reply. The Captain's orders were enough. He stood at the front of his ship, grimly watching what approached them as his men scrambled behind. He was the Captain. It was his responsibility to handle it. He was already sorting through the options, the reactions, the possibilities.

His job.

He braced himself.

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The ship cried its distress. The stars above had dimmed, retreating from the looming black. The ship struggled, obeying the commands given with every piece of wood and bit of tar that formed its whole. The sea frothed around it, slapping it, dragging at it. The salty air stilled and dulled as if the sky held its breath.

Dead things. Dead sea things, thrown up by the tempestuous sea. The stinking fog curled around the ship as if laughing, and it drew away from the black, the enfolding darkness that it had kept hidden from the keen eyes of the watch.

The ship screamed. The sailors yelled. The passengers were muted and trapped in the din.

The deepest of its decks were torn apart on the starboard side, crushed and splintered so the greedy sea could lick her way inside. But she was not long given the opportunity, for the dark mass had welcomed the ship, and the water could only try to pull the ship back.

The noise was horrendous. The forward momentum of the ship gave up, gradually, to the toughness of the mysterious black. It clung to the ship, until with a final lisping groan it crunched and sank and tilted sharply to the right.

It gasped, and finally was still.

They had run aground at sea.

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Re: Seemingly Pointless Meandering

Post by Shann » Wed May 18, 2011 7:23 pm

He tried to focus on his work, he really did, but the way she kept looking at him and her odd way of speech was more of a distraction than he had at first assumed. What was it she had said?

"...Master Shann but I do ask to be taken a fool. I ask no payment from you, but rather just companions to travel with. It may be a bit safer than me traveling alone. "

Master? He'd been called a great many things in his time, both by women he had left satisfied and ones he had left well...before the men in their life could take more than a fist to his face, but never could he recall being called Master. As he thought about for a few seconds as he stole yet another look at her, it started to grow on him. He could get used to the title if she'd be willing to play along. That'd be real nice.

Before he had time to grace the girl with much more than a smile and a wink, the growing sexual tension in the room was interrupted with a loud hiss from under the bed. Zain barely had the time to cross the room and yank on the furry folds of skin around the beast's neck before it tried to wedge itself under the low-sitting piece of furniture. Thanmorion let out a series of low growls as he bared his teeth to the frightened cat. He squirmed as he tried to wiggle his way into the tight space, but was unable to fit.

Zain pulled as hard as he could, and ended up with a handful of loose fur to show for it. He changed his approach to that of wrapping his arms around the animal and pulling it into a hug-like embrace. At one point it even looked like he was pleading with the thing as he rested his head near that of the dog's ear. With a few more tugs the dog seemed to lose some interest, but it could have also been the unexpected sound of the bell ringing again that drew him away.

Shann slowly shook his head with downcast eyes. What could it be now? Jin had left the cabin for only a moment before returning. Questions arose in his mind but he didn't bother to pose them. Jin, nor anyone else in the group would be able to answer them. They were all equally as uninformed as he was and trying to come to some sort of conclusion without information would only lead to confusion and paranoia, the last things they needed.

Their room shifted to one side with such a force as to knock over chairs and move anything that wasn't bolted down to the floor. Luckily, the table had been one of those things that they had securely fastened to the ship. If it had not been for the table, or the way Shann had been leaning on it, he probably would have collided with the girl and slammed her into a wall. As it was, he still lost his footing fell away from the table, he just had a little more control over his body than some of the others.

Zain, for that matter, tumbled over his dog and landed against the bed and the wall. The dog let out a whimper and one of his paws was momentarily stepped on but he appeared no more hurt than shook up by their current predicament.

"We should stay against the wall, hold on to something secure and wait here until we know what is going on." Shann chose to be the voice of reason this time. With present company considered, he felt that that was his responsibility. It probably helped that there was a young girl in the room who would be shook up and need somebody to tell her that everything was going to turn out just fine.

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Re: Seemingly Pointless Meandering

Post by Selena » Thu May 19, 2011 1:24 pm

~*~ Selena turned her attention to the Gnome for a split second. She felt as if he was measuring her worth, and not liking it. Selena has very little interactions with gnomes before but she remembered her mother telling her about them once. They are very calculating and very interested in financial gain. Selena merely smiled at the Gnome, a fake smile of course but she knew no one would truly know that. It would seem she would have to prove her use. Her eyes turned towards Shann and she nodded towards him, as he seemed lost in thought. "Parlor Tricks....." She said to herself with in the confines of her mind. It would seem this would be a very interesting group to travel with and that excited Selena. As she seemed to be dismissed by the Gnome Selena felt the world around her shift, and slowly her body was being flung to one side of the cabin. Instinctively Selena tucked and rolled and trying to stop the momentum that was abruptly controlling her. She hit the side of the wall and she felt a small portion of air leaving her chest. She gained her breath back a few seconds later as she held onto a shelf in the corner. She could feel something wrong, and in that instinct, she was gone. Her body flowed across the cabin with an elegant stride, moving against the force of the rocking ship, and moved right out of the cabin, her soft silk cloths leaving a fluttering trail of her presence. She remembered Shann speaking but she was too far away to make out what it was. Her body moved towards her room, but before she could make it, her body hit the side of a wall. She reached out with both hands and stabilized herself against the narrow portion of the hall way.

Upon entering her room, she began to dress placing on her black gown and hood, and unhooked her bow and quiver of arrow. Placing on her belt and daggers, she could feel the boat moving irrationally. Something was going on. Moving awkwardly from her room she headed back to the cabin where she was previously.....
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Re: Seemingly Pointless Meandering

Post by Halcenion » Fri May 20, 2011 2:55 am

After being hastily freed, Ceallach flexed his wrists. He rubbed them a bit to get the stiffness out.
“Where are my weapons?”

After receiving a puzzled look, the warrior shrugged and strode purposefully up the stairs.

The ship lurched another time and he had to brace himself against the bulkhead but it barely stifled his progress.

Above, he could hear screaming and the clash of steel, wood, and bone. He grunted and smiled inwardly.

It sounded like a battlefield.

It sounded like home.

He turned his head, and flashing his most bestial grin, shouted to Vexako, “Coming, little brother?”

As the soldier emerged from below, a sailor’s body tumbled by. He grabbed the corpse and ripped the cutlass from its scabbard.

Hardly a true warrior’s weapon, but it would do until he could reach his own arms. But first, he had a gnome he was sworn to protect and a small elf boy that strangely reminded him of his own child.

Surprisingly enough, he found himself more concerned with the welfare of the child than the merchant to whom he’d made an oath.

After a moment’s pause, he said, “I hope you learned your lessons well, agori,” before pushing the thoughts to the back of his mind and venturing forward.

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Re: Seemingly Pointless Meandering

Post by Cat » Wed May 25, 2011 7:32 pm

The animal cowered from the snapping, wolfish jaws of the dog who apparently wished to tear him into two or more pieces and/or devour him whole. Bunched into a frizzed-up ball beneath the bed, it was more than just difficult to move. He was so paralyzed with fear that he couldn't move, which was just as well because with the closed door he had left behind him when he had entered the room, it would be impossible for him to escape anyway if he tried. It didn't really seem as if the animal trying to get at him could fit underneath the bed, which was both a good and a bad thing. The good thing was of course that the dog couldn't wriggling around and push his paws far enough under the furniture to claim his feline prize. The bad thing was that the dog was in fact too big, and thus bigger and scarier.

If this was a terrier we were talking about, Cat might have been able to fight the dog off. He was a cunning creature and more than merely intelligent. He might not have been particularly powerful but he had ways of manipulating that. Terriers were also remarkably stupid, even for canines. But this dog was big, and to most humans was perhaps loyal and cuddly and all that flowery shite but to Cat, he was a mangy, slobbering epitome of evil and terribleness that only the darkest places of Pal Tahrenor could have known.

In the instance that followed, anything small and lightweight like Cat was thrown against one of the walls. With insanely quick reflexes like his, it should have occurred to him to shove his claws into the dirtied woodwork of the room, but the panic from the dog distracted him from all else that was happening and so he slid violently from the bed to the opposing wall, hitting some kind of flesh on the way with his flailing claws before he flew up so quickly that he didn't even realize for the first two seconds that he was, in fact, attached to the ceiling.

He hung there, and in that weird, abstract, fuzzied instant, the only thing he seemed to be able to focus on was the wall just below him, and how caked and greenish it had been colored because of the absurd amount of mildew stuck in the walls.

He clung there for dear life below the stupid fecking dog while the ship around him rocked and voices from outside bellowed and cried.

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Re: Seemingly Pointless Meandering

Post by Vexako » Thu May 26, 2011 8:49 pm

The stillness was a lie. The carrack groaned and tipped another foot, settling into the base of its new prison. Ledilomps stood atop the forecastle, the memory of each timber snapping and breaking replaying over and over in his brain. At least one stupid sailor had fallen from the mast in an attempt to harness the sails that drove the ship forward. For all they had run aground (though, certainly, it was not any ground he had ever encountered before on the very familiar route) there had not been much trauma on the weather deck; the damage had gone on below.

If anyone should have died, it should have been the murderer he had put below. No, fancy that, there the murderer was -- gripping a cutlass that most assuredly belonged to the body at his feet. The body of Lewson Baerd, an older sailor who had been with the Captain at least eight -- possibly nine -- years. The man had a wife, children, and grand children. Doubtless he had lost his grip and had fallen. Such a pointless death. A ridiculous death for a sailor.

And there the murderer was, cutlass in hand, walking towards the cabins that would lead him to the guests.

His ship.

His responsibility.

His headache.

A man trailed the murderer, a member of Trizenkaff's party. The Captain beckoned the bosun over, and dispatched the orders as calmly as any other orders that would serve to restore the order to his ship. He turned to look over the bleak dark land they had become stranded on. He would send a party to scout once he had attained a full report of the condition of ship and people he was responsible for. The murderer would be at the head, and in chains if he so much as wrongfully touched another member of the ship.
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Pirates. . .

He'd bumfooled himself right stupid with panic. Ko'd charged up behind the wildman ready t' fight tooth n nail, only to find the ship'd crashed. Jollied him smart so he'd lost his footing, and when the ship stopped bucking he saw Ceallach lootin' a cutlass off a dead sailor. A sailor who'd gained a throng since of rough brawny buddies soothed by an officer. And another, comin' at Ko.

He ducked his head, recognized the bosun, and started nodding as the Official Tone of Disapproval shot right out the sucker's mouth. Ceallach seemed to've been chained to Ko by popular opinion, which was dumb since Ko didn't keep watch on any man.

". . .see to it you ensure he does no bodily harm to any body on this ship or else the Captain will hold you as the responsible party for letting that wild dog loose." The bosun said.

Until now.

He waved assent to the bosun's black scowl and picked up his pace to catch up to Ceallach. His hand went to his cutlass. Ceallach probly weren't aimin' to split skulls, not that the man was predictable, but if he did Ko would just have to straight murder his ass, and the problem'd be solved. Ceallach seemed to be goin to Jin's cabin straightaway, though, and Ko followed. When he heard shrill gnome-sounding screams, he darted just ahead of Ceallach to open the door, and found the cause.

The room was tumbled about, papers and trinkets scattered, and in the middle of it was Jinn, hands over his face and blood trickling out. He looked right about a victim of animal wrath. Ko looked for the dog, but the dog weren't growlin' about Jin, and was lookin' up. Ko looked up too, and found a tom clingin' to the ceiling fer dear life. He couldn't help the stray snort of laughter that forced itself out, but waved towards Jin outta a thin spread of fake concern. "Get 'im summat to clean his face."

He focused on the cat, and resisted a sexually flavored comment bout Jin and pussies. He never liked the pampered beasts nobles kept as pets, but ship ratters he'd always had a fond spot for, even if they about hated the people who kept 'em on board. He was expecting scratches as he lifted his hands towards the cat. "Watch the dog." He said, and then reached to grab the cat by the scruff of the neck, intending to hold him until it was safe fer the cat to be let out.

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Re: Seemingly Pointless Meandering

Post by Shann » Wed Jun 01, 2011 12:32 am

In all the confusion, Vexako and that guy Ceallach came running into the crowded little room and for some unknown reason the girl decided that she had to leave. Had she not listened to him? Didn't she realize that it was safer to stay in the room backed against a wall where they could wait out the rocking of the ship? What could be so important that she would risk being thrown about for? It was just like a woman to run off and get herself into more trouble rather than wait it out.

Before he had much of a chance to welcome back one of the few sensible people on the ship, he noticed the cat glued to the ceiling and Ko trying to peel it off. He had yelled about the dog, which was followed by a look from Shann to reiterate the fact that if the flea-bitten animal wasn't kept under control that it was going overboard.

Zain gained control over the beast and continued to cling onto it. He almost appeared to be frightened or confused, but he spoke nothing of his feelings. If anything, it was the animal that seemed to express what the boy did not. The dog whimpered at being restrained, his face twitched with what looked like a noiseless-growl directed at the cat and he kept trying to pull away from the boy.

"What's going on out there?"

Shann hoped that Ko could give them some perspective as to what was to be expected. Hopefully it wouldn't be too bad. But then why had they let the other man out? He didn't want to admit to himself that it really could be that bad.

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Re: Seemingly Pointless Meandering

Post by Selena » Wed Jun 01, 2011 8:55 am

~Selena grimaced at the fact that she was losing her balance through the whole ordeal of a rocking ship. She however began to focus her mind on maintaining that balance which she did, but barely. She remembered how agile her mother had been. Selena could never maintain that poise of elegance as her mother but she was damn near close. She centered her weight and went to the balls of her feet, adjusting her balance as needed. In the meantime she worked on gathering her weapons. Normally she would never take her weapons off, but she felt safe with these strangers, as weird as that sounds. Her body moved fluently towards the door still adjusting her balance and weight so she wouldn't fall. A bead of sweat fell from her face but she continued to move forward. She slowly made her way to the stop of the deck. She peered out over the horizon and noted that were was no one attacking the ship. Her eyes than narrowed as she moved to the other side of the ship, and nodded. It seems as if they had crashed. She already heard rumors that the barbarian of a man has escaped the confines of his prison which left her a bit anxious. Would he take his revenge on the ship? Selena pondered this for a moment but then instead decided to move back to the cabins where the rest of her companions were staying. Perhaps she could let them know what had happened...that would be useful...wouldn't it?

Selena reached the cabin and entered it, only to freeze upon seeing everyone with in the confines of the room. She regained her composure and merely smirked. It would seem that she had found the common rally point. "A crash....Nothing more.." She said offhandedly as she adjusted her bow slightly as it hung too low. Selena looked at the barbarian and merely smiled. She kind of hoped that they were being attacked. She had been training her magic for quite some time and wanted to see what it's limits were. Perhaps with this beast.....she might be able to test that.

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Re: Seemingly Pointless Meandering

Post by Halcenion » Mon Jun 06, 2011 9:47 pm

Ceallach took a quick glance around the room. He assessed the both the physical and mental condition of his companions.

The elves looked scared witless and the gnome was nursing his clawed face. He would be fine. Vexako was frustrated and a bit stressed. The girl looked somewhat eager.

Obviously, she had tasted combat before, but she was still too new to understand the concept of defeat.

He did what any seasoned warrior would do in the situation. He took charge.

He shut the door and bolted it, then turned.

“We need a plan. Obviously, we are not under attack. I’d much rather that we wait here and let the sailors combat the casualty rather than clutter the decks.”

The warrior tucked the cutlass into his belt and continued.

“The key is that we stay calm and tend to whatever bumps and scrapes anyone has suffered.”

He ripped a scrap of cloth from his tunic and kneeled before Jin as he folded it into a rough square.

“We need to get those cleaned out. Does someone have some alcohol?”

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Post by Shann » Wed Jun 08, 2011 4:11 pm

"...Does someone have some alcohol?”

"If only...," if there was something else he was going to add to that thought it trailed off as looked over the room again.

If there was one thing that could make this situation better, alcohol would have to be at the top of the list. Among other things, he thought as his looked at the woman again. But no, they were locked in a room with some less than desirable company without alcohol, or if Jin had any hiding he had not mentioned it previously. And now, he had alcohol on the mind and it was going to eat at him until he could find a bottle to chase away this nightmare of a day.

Without further addressing the group, he began to pace in the small room. He drummed his fingers against his thigh and then clinched them up into a tight fist. The he stopped and looked at the others again. There was Ko and the cat, Jin, the woman, the big guy, Zain and the dog, there were too many people for such a small room. Time seemed to pass too slowly. And again he thought of alcohol.

he swore to himself that just as soon as he could get out of this mess that he was going drink himself into a coma and sleep an entire day, if not longer.

"So what do you suppose we do?" The question was not directed at any one person but just out there for anyone.

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Post by Cat » Tue Jun 14, 2011 8:50 pm

Cat was too focused on staying firmly attached to the ceiling to hear the nearby door open, or to hear the broken words of an experienced sailor regarding the gnome he had accidentally harmed. The man Cat had previously seen in chains had also burst into the too-small room, but he was a bit too preoccupied with the menace of touch to be noticing much other than that; the fingers that grabbed for him he mistook at first for the jowls of the mongrel who had apparently jumped out of the grasp of its human owner in order to tear the feline apart.

Understandably, when Ko pulled the cat from the ceiling by his scruff the cat struggled dangerously. In such moments as this, Cat was hardly capable of any speech other than the feline yowling and screeching he carried on with. He twisted his spine until his claws found their way to the strange man's chest and the back of one shoulder. It was quite uncomfortable to be held by the scruff alone, and now that he realized it hadn't been the dog to grab him, he was more than content to stick to the man instead of the ceiling, perhaps forgetting that claws and flesh didn't go well together.

He would have spoken up about how his claws were always clean and tidy in response to the un-chained man's suggestion, but he was smart enough not to speak a word just now. Most weren't really accustomed to talking cats and until the ship had calmed, he'd rather concern himself with the dog instead.

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Post by Vexako » Fri Jun 17, 2011 8:55 pm

Ko was strong with disbelief at the way Ceallach spoke and carried himself -- enough to forgo the incredulous stare he'd wanted to give to Selena -- like some dun bitwit naming hisself lord. He had a right witty response to it, nothing outright cause for mauling, but enough, when the cat flailed itself around and inserted several sharp bits into his skin. The words he'd prepared instead came out of him as an emasculating yelp that he had a hard time strangling off into silence.

Jin had no problem sneering at Ko. "Only one of you mongrels worth a damn." He said, anger coloring his words with more bite than necessary. The gnome seemed offended he'd been left to his bloody ruts, and he accepted the cloth with the airs of a king. Ko woulda had a word for that too, but he was a little busy trying to pry the cat loose one claw at a time. His benevolence towards the beastie was bleeding away, a little. Fancy that.

Jin quickly grasped the line of thought Ceallach had offered. "The lady said a crash." He sounded disbelieving, "Doubtless they will count the living and eye the damage. A crash. I saw the route, there was no land marked here." There was more to his thoughts, and they petered out in the way he trailed off. He muttered something about Changers and gestured to a cabinet bolted solidly to the wall. One of the doors had swung itself nearly off its hinges, and the calmly ordered writing supplies and folders of paper had exploded all too happily into the cabin itself. "Brandy is in there."

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Post by Selena » Sat Jun 18, 2011 9:02 am

It mattered not to Selena what the group would choose to do next. Selena was in for the ride, perhaps more so for her benefit then theirs. Her emerald eyes did not venture towards Shann or Jin, but took turn for the worse and landed on the barbarian. She offered a small smile and shifted towards the left side of the room where it wasn't so crowded. She leaned against the wall and merely withdraw one of her dagger and used it to take out dirt that seemed to find itself under her nails. "Perhaps we should call down the captain and see what he intends to do?" There are several things that Selena had on her mind. One was their next step and two was what they were going to do with the insane bodyguard. "Perhaps we should also speak with the captain as well to clear up any investigation or misunderstandings they had with the warrior. " Selena did not bother to look up at the rest of the group but she did raise an eyebrow at the hint of brandy. Her face made a slight smirk as she brushed her long blond hair out of her left eye, focusing deeply on cleaning her nails.

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Post by Halcenion » Sat Jun 18, 2011 4:30 pm

Ceallach went to the cabinet, and without much difficulty, found the brandy. The bottle had tilted over, but was solid enough to not break and the cork had done its job well.

He yanked the stopper out and, immediately, the smell of the liquor filled the room. He noticed the older elf eying the bottle greedily. Well, he would be in for a disappointment. Rough times were coming from the look of it, and the last thing they needed was a drunken sot weighing them all down.

The warrior looked around for a second and spied a small hand towel next to the over turned wash basin in the corner. He grabbed the hand towel, folded it promptly, and applied a generous amount of the alcohol to it.

He made his way back to the little man, noticing the girl in the corner, trying her best to look hard as she toyed with a knife. He simply hoped they didn’t rock again, lest she stab herself or, worse yet, hurt someone else. At least the boy child, the agori, had enough brains to keep his sword put away. It looked like he was too busy struggling with his pup to do much of anything else. Still, it was a clear demonstration of who was the more adult.

Ceallach offered the gnome the new rag. “Wipe your cuts with this. It’ll burn, but it will clean better than water.”

He looked around at his companions. Ko had also been brutalized by the small beast. As much as it seemed that the other man held him in contempt, they couldn’t afford a single person to lose a hand to infection, or even to suffer a fever.

The mercenary offered Vexako the bottle of brandy. “Here, hand me the feline. He’s just scared, is all. He didn’t mean to hurt you.”

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Re: Seemingly Pointless Meandering

Post by Shann » Sat Jul 02, 2011 7:39 am

So the little man was holding out on them after all. The sneaky little bastard had been hiding a perfectly good bottle in his room and now they were using it to clean a cat scratch. A cat scratch!

Shann was no macho example of masculinity, but he had the balls to put up with a simple scratch without resorting to wasting good alcohol on it. It barely even broke the skin. Sure he was bleeding but it wasn't that much blood and it wasn't as if he was in any serious danger from the injury.

If people died from cat scratches, well they would be much less people in the world.

He couldn't help but shake his head in disapproval and turn his back on the whole scene. They were treating the gnome like a child. Standing over him, helping him clean his wound. It looked as if they were helping a child clean a scraped knee or bloody nose. That is if Jin were the ugliest child he had even seen.

Since being on the ship the amount of alcohol Shann had been able to get his hands on had decreased from his usual daily dosage. Surprisingly enough, these sailors actually took their duties seriously and what little they took for themselves or the passengers was not enough to keep him in that pleasant state of drunkenness the entire journey. It was no wonder they took to living it up when they took to port, they had to make up for all that time they spent at sea with very little pleasantries to go around.

It was making him irritable. Everything. Everything was making him irritable. He couldn't stand to watch good alcohol go to waste. He couldn't stand the others fussing over Jin as if he had actually come to any harm from the cat. He couldn't stand the overeager young people he now shared a room with and their impatience on doing something. He couldn't even stand standing there with nothing to do himself.

He paced around the room a bit more, well as much pacing as he could do in the cramped space that was available. Really he was only able to walk a few steps in each direction before he had to turn around and retrace his steps. Anything he could do to take his mind off of their current predicament and this lack of alcohol would be welcome.

It was when he begun to tap his fingers along the sides of his pant legs that he remembered that pack of cards he always carried with him. It had been a while since he had last taken them out and made any use of them. What with the new additions to his traveling companions, he had been too distracted with other things to have to turn to the deck to keep him entertained. That and it was more than a little distracting for Zain, the boy had a hard enough time focusing on the cards without having others around to draw in his attention.

When he finally stopped his pacing once more, Shann laid the deck of cards out on the tabletop. "We need to sit here and wait, we might as well do something in the meantime. Who's up for some cards?"

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