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 Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2005 2:14 pm
*crawls out from under a table* WOw.... i must have passed out. How long has it been since that happened?... at least six hours, I should think.
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Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2005 11:34 pm
*The Captain bursts in in the middle of the night.
He silently sits down and makes himself a drink*
I'm back from my little journey.
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2005 10:21 am
Wow. Just in time for my weekly bath. rofl
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2005 12:29 pm
"Wait... you take a bath a week?" Mae asked shocked. "I make it an anual affair..."
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2005 7:02 pm
Yeah. But you see.... yer a guy....
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2005 7:23 pm
zaMmaP Yeah. But you see.... yer a guy.... Mae stares in awe "She... takes baths once a week... wow..."
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2005 1:37 pm
*Mortium stepped into the pub wet from head to toe, covered in what more than obiously smelled like seawater and alge to boot. He rubs his hand down the nearby wall and feels a nail. He quickly jerks his hand back from the nail and kisses the fingers that touched it and then pressed them against the nail, some sort superstition one can guess.*
"Hmm... smells like the old ship... strange."
*Kyle wanders over to the bar and looks for a seat and quickly finds and takes one. He looks around for the barkeep and pinches his ear and takes off an ear ring and then the other. He puts them on the bar and nodded.*
"Barkeep... I need a drink. I'll take what this can get me."
He squeezes his sleeves and lets the water drop onto the floor. He then leans back on the stool and pushes his mangled, salt damaged hair back on his head.*
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2005 1:53 pm
*The barkeep walks over to Mortium and he nods and takes the rings. He goes and poors two tankards of rum and places them infront of Kyle. Kyle nods to the bartender and gulps down the first tank.*
"In a stormy sea one can always look for the stars or any other beacon of light for hope. That or fill his belly with ale and laugh until death comes or passes."
*The barkeep just rolled his eyes and headed to another customer.*
"Do you have some paper, ink and quill, and a knife I can use?"
*The barkeep hands him a slip of paper and the other things he asked for. That'll cost you a little more than your pretty jewelry sir. Kyle nodded and began to write. Then he gulped down the other tankard and then wobbled over to the message board and stabbed the note in place. ATTENTION ALL CAPTAINS, a sword and general domestic hand seeks ship and to be part of crew. Experiences on sea and desires to return to the waters that have spat him out more than once. Will be around pub doing odd-jobs until seeked out. He drunkenly signed his name and then scampered over to the door and placed his weapons bound in leather in a bucket to be retrieved later. He had no worries of their theft because they always came back... the curse saw to that.*
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2005 2:26 pm
Mae walked up and helped himself to some more free rum. "Hail, newcomer. They call me Maeamian, welcome to our little island."
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2005 2:39 pm
Maeamian zaMmaP Yeah. But you see.... yer a guy.... Mae stares in awe "She... takes baths once a week... wow..."
I spend so much time in the ocean that I dont take a real bath unless theres a big party or somethin.
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2005 3:49 pm
*Mortium bobbed a little to the left and waved to the pale man who addressed someone as newcomer, he could only guess he was reffering to him.*
"Hiya boss, oops... I mean sir... I'm a little out of it right now... talk atcha later."
*Kyle wandered into the back of the pub to do odd jobs for the barkeep, he did owe him the money for the knife and paper, and silver doesn't come so cheap these days.*
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2005 4:24 pm
Captain Wickit Maeamian zaMmaP Yeah. But you see.... yer a guy.... Mae stares in awe "She... takes baths once a week... wow..."
I spend so much time in the ocean that I dont take a real bath unless theres a big party or somethin.Hay hay hay! French peeople bathe... they just don't shave.. (they sound alike, I understand)
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2005 2:20 am
THeres a reason why it rains sometimes , so you get wet , thus saving on lanundry bills .
@ zam : that explains the beard at any rate ....
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2005 5:39 am
she lifted her head off the table
"Wow...I must have been out a while..."
she looked around and hummed her irish drinking song
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2005 11:59 am
*Mortium walks into the pub patting a beat on the bar as he looks for the barkeep.*
"Anyone respond to my advertisement on the messageboard?."
*The barkeep gave him one hell of an eye, seeing he only had one... or just hid the other with the patch for some sort of appeal. He just gave the man a deep and small Nope. Kyle just shrugged and went to go mop up.*
"After I mop... can that get me a drink or something?"
*The keep just nodded and cleaned a cup and placed it down behind the bar. Kyle began to whistle the seamaiden song he was just beating a moment before.*
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