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Post by Lorne De'Verdill on Nov 27, 2017 20:25:57 GMT
The Hollow Heart was docked, barrels and crates being unloaded by some of the more muscle toned members of the crew. Lorne should have stuck around to help them but true to form she slipped away to indulge in some drinking while the hard work was being done by others. She copper-skinned woman took a seat at the bar, fingers slipping across the aging wood that bore all manner of disfigurement from the bored carvings of a knife to what appeared to be a fire at some point. But that was what she loved about this place. There weren't any guards hanging around telling everyone what was wrong and what was right. You took care of your own here, that was what mattered.
Speaking of which...Oceane was probably not going to be happy with her for ducking out again.
Lorne rolled her dark eyes at the thought and leaned in close to a stinky mountain of a man to her left. While twirling a long obsidian lock around her finger she let her eyes roam over his bare chest and toned arms. He wasn't attractive...the man literally looked like a ship had rammed into his face and he miraculously survived. But he had coin, that was all Lorne cared about. She purred a compliment and nodded toward his arm, even going so far as to poke one of the prominent muscles and giggling like an enamored naive girl. He bought it and asked to buy her a drink, obviously assuming that perhaps he could get the woman in his bed later that night if he got her head swimming enough. Unfortunately for him Lorne reached out to take her drink the second it touched the counter, giving the poor fellow a mischevious smile she slid off the stool and headed over to the only table not filled with pirates and outlaws who were steadily on their way to being drunk.
Lorne leaned back in the wooden chair that gave a worrisome creak and tossed back a long swallow of her drink. Her face tightened at the taste, lip wrinkling. Someone needed to steal some good ale or wine so that this place could serve something other than sea water. It was horrible. She idly rolled the liquid around in her cup. Dark eyes staring down at the table as she contemplated ways to get her mages mark covered or removed. So far no luck. It was a bit disheartening really...
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Post by Captain Waters on Nov 27, 2017 21:08:15 GMT
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Callista had already thrown back a couple of servings of rum, as she swaggered her way through the crowd towards her table. Or any table really... Her swagger might be a tad more obvious now that she had had a couple of drinks, her land-legs never came easy back to her. Being a mermaid and spending the majority of her life on the waves she walked with an almost permanent swagger and 'land-legs' never really found her as other beings found their sea-legs after a time on the waves.
She moved with the movements of a pirate, many times she had been mistaken for a man due to her walk and overall demeanour. Not that she minded it, the surprise on strangers faces was just getting old. She made her way to the table only to find it filled with the members of her crew along with a pair of lovely ladies. The crew members looked jolly and content and it chased some of the weariness from their captain's mind.
There was another table, occupied by one other guest, the captain hadn't seen before. She gave the dark-haired woman little thought though since she wanted a place to plant her behind as she enjoyed her drink. So she took a chair, turning it toward the room so she could have her back towards the wall. A roar of laughter erupted from the table next to her and she took a sip of her drink. A large man leaned over from the crew's table and addressed the stranger at the table beside them. "Don't worry missy, the Captn' doesn't bite much" He nodded and raised his drink toward her.
Callista tried to hide the knowing smile playing on her lips by taking a swig of her drink. She found the effort to get her into bed with every remotely attractive man and woman funny. The crew members knew she didn't let anyone close to her, but even so, they tried to set up one-night stands for her.
Something she was more than capable of doing herself though!
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Post by Zander Carval on Nov 29, 2017 16:46:39 GMT
Zander never really experienced thirst before. Living as an aquatic creature, water wasn't exactly a big problem under the sea. On the land however, people apparently had to drink every day, several times and what seemed like an insane amount to him. So, the first few days, he kept returning to the ocean, not wanting to deal with this nuisance. But then he realized that if he wanted to get anywhere with finding his family, he would have to eventually deal with it. So, after stealing some clothes off a line, a simple linen shirt and trousers, the young merman headed over to a nearby bar, where he was told he could get a drink.
Even to him, the place looked atrocious, his nose wrinkling from smells he could neither identify nor know what to do with. Careful curiosity ran through every fiber of his being, the young man moving while trying to take everything in all at once. From the things upon the walls, to the shiny bottles behind the bar, to all the colorful people that raised a thousand questions in his mind, he was simply too overwhelmed to watch where he was going.
Which resulted in him nearly colliding with a particularly burly fellow. The man caught him out of a corner of his eye, and gave him a glower that made him want to run for the hills. Wide-eyed in confusion, Zander murmured a quick apology, giving the man a wide berth as he moved along.
Without even realizing, he naturally gravitated to the emptiest table in the place. Eyes darting everywhere, the man backpedaled step by step to it and sat down, oblivious of the two women already there. It took him seconds to notice them, and once he did the young man gave a startled twitch. Crystal blue eyes darting between the women, he gave a sheepish smile.
"Oh, uhm... Hello." Zander said hopefully, before his eyes landed on the drink one of them had. "Where did you get that?" He blurted before he could stop himself.
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Post by Oceane on Dec 2, 2017 4:07:13 GMT
Oceane was tasked to find Lorne. Again.
The blonde-haired woman walked throughout the busy tavern, blue eyes averting side to side as she made her way through the bustling crowd of the most rotten scoundrels that plagued Oedir. Well, that was the reputation for Scavenger's Port anyway. Here the most hardy of pirates, the most shadiest of thieves, even outlaws had made this place their home. Even one such as she had looked rather out of place, however seemingly blending in as she walked along the wooden wall, trying to keep low and remain distant from the center of the tavern. She would ignore the comments and ruckus that they liked to cause here, however today she did not experience any of that. No not even a single word from anyone she walked past. Instead they seemed more focused on their drink, something she rather they do. In fact she had come here back in her days of the Dark Wave, but that was when she was feared. She did not come here often, but when she did there would have been some shady corner she would find herself in, secluded from the other outlaws and the like. None dared approached her. But now over the many years later, on board of the Hollow Heart she had become seemingly more naive and innocent, so she noticed. Or at least, more approachable to the men. But at least she was fortunate that her name had disappeared from the minds within this tavern, she was no longer recognized as the Dark Wave. Though there may be few, at least she looked different now. She would probably be unrecognizable.
She continued through the tavern, looking for any sign of the dark-haired girl as her head turned from side to side, eying the crowd from the back of the room. Hopefully Lorne hadn't gone upstairs yet. If she had then it'd be much harder to bring her back to the ship. But fortunately Oceane's eyes laid on her, sitting at a table seeing the back of her head. Well that was easy. She was glad that it wasn't very hard to find her, however she knew that Lorne wouldn't be happy that Oceane will bring her back. But she couldn't disobey the captain's orders, she will bring her back as she was meant to. But she could sort of see why Lorne left in the first place, loading the ship wasn't all that fun of a task... but every crew member had to assist the ship. There wasn't much time for fun and games, but maybe Oceane could stay here for a while too, it wasn't like the captain was waiting on them necessarily. After all she could say that it took a while to find Lorne in the first place, well, Lorne was going to get the blame anyway.
Approaching her from the side, Oceane snuck by the other tables and stood next to her. She tugged on her shirt slightly. "Lorne, the captain..." she began, however she then noticed the others sitting at the table. Two men, wait maybe a man and a woman, were also sitting at the table. One looked like a captain. Lorne wasn't thinking of leaving the Hollow Heart was she?! But perhaps that would be just a misunderstanding. After all the other tables were occupied. And the younger looking man asked where they had gotten the drinks from. Oceane had to make herself appear that she was here with Lorne. "Hello..." she started, trailing off unsurely. She then took a seat next to her, sliding it out as she then placed herself into it as she sat at the table, looking at them as her face morphed into one of politeness. Pretending she had come there with Lorne, she did not recognize the other people. Why Lorne was sitting with them, she had no idea. Though she easily spotted the drink that she held, knowing that was most likely the reason. She looked to her for the answer to the boy, and then her head averted to the others.
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Post by Lorne De'Verdill on Dec 2, 2017 9:01:25 GMT
One of Lorne's brows rose quizzically when the man addressed her. Her dark eyes rolling in a relaxed manner over to the apparent captain. "Then it sounds like she's missing out." The replied back to them with a mischevious grin. She leaned forward on her elbows and let her eyes linger on the thus far silent woman before they wandered bored around the bar. Not much happening tonight but it was a hell of a lot better than unloading crate.
It was a young man entering the bar that drew her eye. He looked out of place and out of sorts, clueless as he ambled around. Eventually he plopped down in another open chair at their table. Lorne looked to the captain as if to ask if he was with her but then reached over to set her drink in front of him. "Have at it, it tastes like muddy water anyway." She said with a bored shrug. Was this boy a pirate? "You seem a little.....green." She pointed out his discomfort in a way that might not be overly tactful, but neither was she.
The next person to enter the bar made Lorne sigh and lean further over the table, turning her head so that her long dark locks could obscure her face. But of course it didn't work and before long she felt Oceane's presence hovering over her. Forcing a smile on her face Lorne reclined her head back to see the pretty blonde. "-can sit and spin. We deserve a break." Not that they had been doing anything overly difficult before but she really didn't want to lift barrels. The empty table was steadily filling up and Lorne grinned at the odd little gathering. "Oceane, meet my new friends. This is apparently the captain who bites and over here is the boy who thirsts." She thrust her thumb back at Oceane. "And this is Oceane, apparently." Lux stretched her long tan arms, the fingers popping a few times. "And I'm Lorne."
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Post by Captain Waters on Dec 2, 2017 22:53:13 GMT
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Callista looked from her crew to the woman at the table. Then she moved to rest her forearm and cup of rum on the table, leaning in and catching the woman's ebony eyes. She was a thing of beauty and had she not been filled with problems she might have made a move to lead the beauty to a room somewhere and spent a wonderful night with her - or a couple of hours at least. But this was who she was and she did not trust anyone with her weaknesses.
Just as the redhead was about to make a witty remark a young, and far too innocent, looking fella joined them and she remained silent. The dark-haired woman took the liberty of handing over her cup to the man, only for their little company to be disrupted by a blond woman. She was way too sober for this many people right now. Was it too much to ask for a few hours of quiet drinking in this noisy tavern filled with the scum of Oedir?! With a sigh she leaned back in her chair, her blue, piercing eyes watching the newcomers like a hawk. Her eyes rested on the two women as Lorne put names to faces. The captain mustered a small smile, mostly as not to scare the poor sod away who seemed to have wandered from a field of flowers and into the tavern. She gave a nod to Oceane and Lorne. "I'm Waters"
She was used to going by her last name, so this was what she gave to the small group of people. "Who do you sail with?"
Mostly interested in the ships they served on, so she might figure out if she had any past business with their captains. If they were friends or foes. She might draw a sword on them if it was the latter. Though she would hate to start a fight in the tavern. So she dug into her pockets finding the coin to pay for a round of ale or rum for the table. She pushed the coins toward the thirsty man an rested her icy blue eyes on him. "Run along up to the miss and buy a round for the table, boy. " A small smile rested on her lips, but her eyes still seemed hard and with little emotion in them.
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Post by Zander Carval on Dec 7, 2017 23:35:30 GMT
The dark-skinned lady set her drink down in front of him, a gesture kinder than he had expected, even as optimistic as he was. "Thank you!" He said brightly to her, vaguely wondering why anyone would make a drink that tasted like muddy water. The young man took a sip, and had to disagree with the woman, if not aloud. In his mind, it didn't taste half bad, but then again he didn't have too much experience with the whole drinking ordeal.
The woman told him he seemed green, which made the young man pause. Perhaps the woman had seen his scales as he was walking by, though he didn't remember spilling anything on himself. Zan gave her a sheepish smile at that, feeling a bit embarrassed.
"Actually, my scales are more gray than green." Zander said, tone friendly. He didn't get to say more than that, as another woman approached the table, tugging on the sleeve of the lady before him. She said hello and before he knew what was happening, he was being introduced as the boy who thirsts.
"Oh. I'm Zander." The young merman said with a soft smile, giving a tiny wave to the group. "And I don't... really sail." He said to Waters, glad that they were touching upon a topic he knew at least a little about, having seen enough ships floating over his home. Granted, he was probably far more familiar with the underside of ships than any sails but still, anything he had in common even remotely was a good thing to have.
Sadly, it seemed he wouldn't be a part of that conversation for a few minutes. Waters shoved some coins at him, telling him to buy a round for the table. Whatever that meant. He was almost about to ask when his crystal blue eyes met hers. She had a smile, but something in her gaze made him feel uncomfortable.
"O-okay!" Zan said instead, figuring he'd puzzle it out somehow. Scooping up the money, he hopped away from the table and went on, weaving through the crowd. It took him a minute to figure out whom to ask to buy things, and then a bit more to learn what buying a round actually meant. Nevertheless, he dutifully returned to the table with four flagons of ale, setting them down before the group.
Even more than that, he placed the change he had gotten from the purchase in front of Waters, beaming at her before he settled back in his seat.
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Post by Oceane on Dec 12, 2017 9:28:18 GMT
Oceane looked up to see the two new "friends" that Lorne introduced. Figuring from the lack of description she knew that these were people that she must have just met or didn't know at all. Knowing as that would be something Lorne would do, Oceane decided to seat herself, next to her as the boy was sent for rounds. She looked at the other woman curiously as she spoke her name. Waters... didn't it sound familiar? Whatever it was, she couldn't recall as she looked up to see, Zander had returned with the drinks. As one was placed before her, Oceane took it nonchalantly, beginning to drink as she then made herself comfortable, her blue eyes occasionally giving a glance to Waters. Just who was she...? She couldn't make any guesses as she sipped from her cup, though obviously the woman must be from another ship. As she placed it down, she decided to give her an answer, to perhaps test the waters, she thought ironically. "The Hollow Heart," she replied, her eyes suddenly averting up to her as she then leaned back in her chair once more. Perhaps it had been a second of a glare of suspicion, however it was short-lasting as she then resumed her casual expression. Calm like the ocean on a sunny day. Perhaps she had heard of the ship. They weren't exactly considered the most dangerous ship that sailed the seas, but they were getting there. Now she was more curious as to whom she sailed with herself, as Oceane gave the truthful answer she expected Waters to give it in return. And why did the name sound so familiar? Perhaps if she mentioned the name of the ship it would give an answer. "What about you?" she asked rather collectively as her eyes peered down toward the drink again, but didn't take it in her hand. Instead she just looked at it, as expecting to hear an answer before rising her eyes once more. Then she looked over to Lorne. She might appeared to have had a suspicion of Waters, but she shifted her attention elsewhere. Were this Waters to come from another pirate ship, well, that might complicate things for them. Although Oceane had nothing against them, they still belonged to the ship. The captain would be furious if they conversed causally with competition.
"You appear to know them quite well," she told the dark-skinned woman in front of the others. Perhaps to poke fun at her, to tease her in the fact that she should be heading back to the ship with her. Though however she enjoyed a free drink, much provided by the mysterious Waters. She was curious about the boy as well, how could someone so seemingly innocent appear in a place like this. But appearances can be deceiving, perhaps there was much more to him beneath the eye. She took her glass and raised it to her lips once again, taking another sip as she glanced at him as well before setting it down once more. "How long have you known them for?" she asked, another teasing question again. She expected Lorne to say just now or within the last five minutes or something of the matter. Nevertheless, it was quite entertaining to say the least.
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Post by Lorne De'Verdill on Dec 12, 2017 17:48:03 GMT
Lorne gave the young man a smile when he brought the drinks back, allowing her dark eyes to roll over him briefly before she turned her attention to the captain who had ordered the drinks. And paid for them. She lifted the mug with a tip of her head in silent thanks to the woman before she took a swallow. Waters...that did sound familiar. Hopefully, their own captain wouldn't get all pissy that they had shared a drink with another. It wasn't as if she were trying to steal his crew. And the poor young man who appeared to be so very innocent was named Zander. What a crack pot little table they had.
Oceane answered for the both of them when it came to their ship. Lorne took another swig of her drink and wrinkled her nose at the watered down taste. Unfortunately, Oceane had turned her questions on Lorne and she inwardly groaned. Really? Did she have to do this now? Couldn't she just annoy her later when she could pretend to be busy with straightening out a net or something? She was too stubborn to let the blonde best her, however. Mischevious to the very end. Her dark nearly obsidian eyes flicked toward the captain, an almost smirk coming to her lips. "I'm glad you asked, I've known the captain here for a long time...we meet up again briefly from time to time." Her tone and look she gave the captain left little guesswork as for what she was insinuating. Hopefully, Waters would play along. Otherwise, she was going to look like a damn fool.
"Zander I just met. But that doesn't make him any less important. We were actually just talking about you joining the Hollow Heart. Weren't we, Zander?" Again another play on a stranger. Hopefully, they played along and she didn't get ratted out to 'momma' Oceane.
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Post by Captain Waters on Dec 15, 2017 17:34:08 GMT
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So they - or at least the blonde Oceane and Lorne- sailed with the Hollow Heart... he hadn't heard much about the ship, but she had heard a rumor that it had recently lost its captain. She didn't care an awful lot for other ships as long as they didn't interfere with her business and prosed a threat to her and her crew.
Zander spoke in the meantime and she raised her eyebrows just a bit at the answer. He was a merman. How precious. He almost tugged at her heartstrings with the innocent answer. Reminded her just a little of how ignorant she had been. Her icy gaze made its way to the blonde's eyes. She had the look of someone who had seen many years on the sea, something about her eyes, something below the surface of what you first saw when you looked into another's eyes. With a slightly lopsided smile, she answered.
"The Bloody Maiden"
She reached for her new drink and drank deeply. Not so she was chugging it all at once, but enough for it to be more than just a mouthful. She finished just as Lorne finished her little tale. What reason would they meet up? Drinking? Sex? Callista could play along, but the possibility of some playful and meaningless touches might be involved, she would feel safer with the first option. However, if she went with them being drinking buddies none could blame her for spending a night with the dark-haired beauty once in a while when she got hammered.
She gave a small smile at Lorne's tale as she put down her drink. "Yeah, she is the best drinking partner I have managed to find in the Port."
As she spoke she leaned forward to lean slightly over her drink. Now she hoped that Lorne could hold her liquor or this would make her out to be a lightweight, which she was not. At all...
She turned towards Zander next, so he was on the look out for a ship? She hoped the Hollow heart was a good one then. Not some ship filled with the worst the Port had to offer.
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Post by Zander Carval on Dec 18, 2017 20:15:08 GMT
Settling back in his seat, Zan's blue eyes darted from one lady to the next, curiosity brimming within. Oceane was apparently part of the Hollow Heart, and Waters sailed on the Bloody Maiden. He had never experienced talk of ships and sailing like this one, and the fascination was easy to see upon him. The man smiled like a buffoon, completely forgetting his drink in favor of the conversation.
Then it took a turn, as Lorne spoke of knowing Waters for a long time. The captain's response confirmed that to him, the lie Lorne spouted, as well as the implication what the two women did upon meeting going over the young man's head completely. So much so, his naive nature guided him in a completely different direction.
"Is that a thing? Having a drinking partner?" Zander asked innocently, half turning to look at Oceane. "Do you have one?"
More of Lorne's words filtered into his ears, making his eyes grow wide. There was no talk of him joining the Hollow Heart before this moment, but he hardly noticed that fact thanks to the shock. He thought he'd just witness a pleasant conversation, drink the mudwater the captain bought him, and then go search for a place to stay so he didn't have to sleep in the streets, or the wilderness of the waters in the bay. The young merman didn't think he'd actually be invited to join a ship. Not in a million years.
"Y-you want me to join your ship?" Zander stammered, staring almost slack-jawed at Lorne, the little game she and her co-sailor Oceane played escaping him entirely. "I'd love to! I mean, I-I'd like to, if that's alright." He went on, words rushed due to excitement. "I don't know much about sailing though. I've never been atop a ship before. Erm, one that's floating that is. I hope that's not a problem, I mean. I am a fast learner!"
Zan blinked then, noticing that he'd begun to babble. Something told him that he had stepped over some kind of line, so he promptly drowned his next words with his drink, though his elation nagged at him to keep going.
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Post by Oceane on Dec 20, 2017 2:37:25 GMT
"Well, Lorne was my drinking partner..." she said, turning her attention to the boy. In fact weren't this some sort of little mischievousness perhaps maybe they'd all be drinking partners. They were all here drinking after all. "But that was until Captain Waters stole her away from me," she shot a glance to Lorne. Giving her a somewhat stern look, like a mother scolding her naughty children, she continued to look at her fellow crew member. "You've been drinking with her for years? What would the Captain think?" she joked. "You weren't planning on leaving the Hollow Heart were you?" A false sense of shock ran through her features, as if Lorne would really go off with the mysterious captain. But she seemed rather nice... unlike Captain Brigham who was stern and probably giving orders at the moment. He wasn't one to visit taverns, though who could blame him? A skeleton cannot drink after all. But his crew members were mortal unlike he, he should understand that part at least. They had to eat and drink, and socialize, something he may not be able to understand considering he was working all hours. It seemed he never had time to rest, that the crew should always be on top of things, but, he should give them some lack.
Oceane looked at Zander again. "Of course," she said, though it was actually not far from the truth. They could always use more members, more hands on deck to help with things. It made their force much more efficient and proved to be a winning factor for fights. The more the merrier, that was if he didn't mind taking orders. Surprisingly she would have expected him to want to join Waters' crew, not theirs. "You might even be able to replace Lorne," she then teased again, considering the fact that this boy wouldn't have run off like she did. And the fact that she supposedly was considering of joining the Bloody Maiden.
The name again sounded somewhat familiar, but she could not remember where it was from. This captain intrigued her somewhat, and she couldn't help but glance her direction every once in a while. But sooner or later they would have to leave and get back on their own ship. But if they brought the boy along, who knew what the captain would think.
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Post by Lorne De'Verdill on Dec 20, 2017 4:04:10 GMT
Lorne wanted to stick out her tongue at Oceane so badly. But she resisted...if barely. The captain had played along beautifully and Lorne gave her a lingering look with a hidden suggestive grin before her dark gaze moved to the young merman. He stumbled along, half blowing her cover but recovering rather well. Even if it had been unintentional. She looked over at Oceane then who spoke of replacing her. Lorne smiled at her and bumped her shoulder against hers in a show of comradery. "Someones a little jealous." She said laughing. "My my Oceane I can't remember the last time I heard you joke." Lorne turned her gaze to the boy, a single dark shoulder rising into a shrug.
"It would, of course, be up to our captain in the end, but I'm sure he would have a use for a strapping young man like yourself." She but down on her lip thinking that she might too. One did get bored at sea... "But Oceane you should know no one can replace me." She took another drink and licked her lips with a mock satisfied sigh.
Lorne's curious gave eventually moved back to Waters. The woman who sat with them but seemed worlds away. Not guarded exactly...but not open either. It was hard to explain the feeling she exuded but it was far different from the naive Zander or chiding Oceane. "Thats your crew then, I take it?" Lorne asked with a nod at the table beside them. The men that had joked with her before. If they had hoped to upset the mage they would be sad to find they had failed. Lorne wasn't so easily set off balance. And even when she was she would struggle to keep it hidden.
"They seem like a lively sort."
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Post by Aedion Horvath on Jan 12, 2018 22:23:01 GMT
[Just gonna thrown myself into this to get feel for my new charrie….] Aedion was not exactly gentle when he pushed open the door to the pitiful excuse for a tavern that some of his crewmates had apparently wandered off into. Unfortunately, the door hit some big burly excuse for a man whose face was simply hideous… Had a ship crashed into it? That was not a realistic reason for the man’s ugliness, but perhaps Aedion’s fist hitting it would be a future excuse for a man. You see, after the door hit the man, Mr. Uglyface then tried to throw a punch at Aedion in retribution. Well, one does not simply punch Aedion. No, Aedion dodged and then hit the man square in the nose before stalking off without a second glance.
He paused at the bar and held out a coin to the barkeep. He received a pathetic excuse for ale in response, but it would do. He admired a beautiful waitress from behind for moment before looking around for his crewmates that were supposedly present. The captain had sent him in search of the missing girls after Oceana had not returned from her own search. A few questions about a lovely blonde had led him here and to the missing girls, including the lovely blonde.
Aedion’s gaze landed on a table that held far more than his crewmates. He had found them and two others. Great. He was just soooo excited for conversation… He stalked over to the table with a predator’s ease and grabbed a stool right as another man went to sit in it. Oh well. He glared the other man into submission before turning the chair backwards and straddling it as he faced the table. Catching the tail-end of Lorne’s statement, Aedion eyed the only other male at the table – the one that Lorne said the crew would have a use for. “And what use would that be?” he said sarcastically with a raised eyebrow. He looked away from the boy and turned to the other person he did not know. A woman and a captain it seemed since Lorne was commenting on her crew.
The captain-lady seemed a bit more dangerous than the boy so he chose to ignore her for now. Instead, he turned to Oceana. “Weren’t you supposed to be bringing Lorne back to the ship? Or were you looking for a reason to skip the real work too?” he said, though he lightened his tone just slightly from the way he had spoken to the boy. Aedion was frustrated. He had practically done all that heavy lifting by himself, and he could care less that they were girls. If they wanted to be part of the crew then they needed to carry their weight, despite what body part was between their legs.
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Captain on the Bloody Maiden
Pansexual.
Single..
Merfolk
Authored by Moro.
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Post by Captain Waters on Jan 19, 2018 12:23:21 GMT
Callista Waters... // Whoopsie lets get this thread going - sorry for my absence!
Callista observed the others as they talked and joked. A small smile played on her lips. She was by no means as cheerful as these guys, but their company was enjoyable and she would rather sit here, enjoy their jokes and meaningless chatter than go back to the Maiden this early. She didn't talk, Zander conversed with the two others about joining their crew. What luck. She gave Lorne a small, lopsided smile. Wow, the drinks must be getting to her, smiling like a fool when talking about her crew...
"They be. I would tru-"
Her words were cut short by a man straddling a chair. His words were directed at the others, mostly the girls, so she presumed he was another crew member. Hmpf. If she kept this up she might end up being mistaken for another member of the Hollow Heart... The man had cut her short and her blue eyes glared at him, her eyes were not friendly to begin with so - now that she had had enough alcohol to go and end up in a bar brawl if she was ticked off- they were practically cold and provoking. Her upper lip curled lightly in as she took a sip of her drink. She was not fond of using her singing voice for just about anything but something about this stranger made her annoyed. He needed a drink. A really good and strong drink... Her eyes glanced at his drink, which was not anywhere near strong enough for her liking. She placed her cup on the table and tipped her chair back to tap a crew member on the arm. "Oi.. Give me your drink, Bear" It was a whispering exchange of words between her and her crewmember and she tipped the chair back into a standing position with a drink of almost clear liquid. "Stranger, you look like you could use a drink"
She weaved some of her singing voice into the words, bidding him and just about anyone in earshot to drink, drink because they needed it. She looked at his drink and offered him the other one she had acquired and then back up at him and leaning over the table to get closer. "A better one atleast.."
Again her voice carried some of the magic she possessed.
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