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Post by Kjell Ó Raghallaigh on Jul 4, 2020 20:55:41 GMT
"Fucker," she muttered, following the man through the spyglass until he disappeared.
"Nah," she called down to the boy. "Some cultist, I think."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 4, 2020 21:26:42 GMT
“That’s way better!” He called back. “Wait. No it’s not! Did you get him?”
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Post by Kjell Ó Raghallaigh on Jul 4, 2020 21:41:19 GMT
"No. Missed," she replied. Begrudgingly. Truth to be told, she'd not been sure the bullet would even travel that far.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 4, 2020 21:45:50 GMT
“Well damn,” Zavier replied. He had somehow procured a bottle of some clear liquid that smelled like apples to anyone near him. He went to drinking from it as the others began their dinner party.
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Post by Silvia Raizer on Jul 4, 2020 22:01:03 GMT
Silvia grabbed a sword from sailor and crept towards the shouting. But then she spotted Zavier with a bottle in his hand.
"What happened? I heard shouting, and a gunshot?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 4, 2020 22:08:25 GMT
He pointed up. “Kjell said she saw some weirdo in those shipwrecks,” he pointed with the drink in his hand towards the derelicts. “Guess he’s gone now. We should shoot a cannon at him,” he grumbled.
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Post by Silvia Raizer on Jul 4, 2020 22:17:22 GMT
She shrugged. "Can't hit someone who's gone, though. Never mind him, we've got food and drink and we'll have some fun. Herneiros is bringing out the shrimp, and I asked Ceutinde to hold my bottle of whisky while I investigated the shot."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 4, 2020 22:25:08 GMT
Zavier shrugged. “Makes sense. Want to try some apple spirits? My grandmother packed me a few bottles of it before I left. How’s your shoulder now?”
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Post by Silvia Raizer on Jul 4, 2020 22:31:12 GMT
"It's fine," she said, unwilling to admit that it hurt. "I'm happy to try the apple spirits. I never turn down a free drink." She grinned at him. "I suspect I should have brought more than one bottle of whisky."
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Post by Ceutinde on Jul 4, 2020 22:35:17 GMT
Ceutinde came up with the bottle of whiskey after ascertaining that there wasn't any more gunfire going on. She passed it to Silvia. "Sorry for the delay, but figured it wasn't worth anything with a bullet through it. And neither was I."
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Post by Silvia Raizer on Jul 4, 2020 22:37:20 GMT
"Yes, we wouldn't want you to put yourself in danger," Silvia agreed. "Or my bottle. It's a precious commodity at the moment." She winked to show that she was teasing and sucked in a breath as pain throbbed through her shoulder.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 4, 2020 22:47:22 GMT
"It's fine," she said, unwilling to admit that it hurt. "I'm happy to try the apple spirits. I never turn down a free drink." She grinned at him. "I suspect I should have brought more than one bottle of whisky." “It does seem like a poor bit of underpreparing, especially as you’re the generous sort,” Zavier said with a laugh. The brandy burned like fire but had a pleasant cinnamon aftertaste. “I guess you’re used to fights like this, right?” |
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Post by Ceutinde on Jul 4, 2020 22:49:20 GMT
"Oh, dearie, try to go easy," she replied, seeing the pained look, "It should heal in a day or two if you just let it rest. Don't make me restrain you; I'd much rather save that for pleasure than business."
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Post by Silvia Raizer on Jul 4, 2020 23:00:14 GMT
“It does seem like a poor bit of underpreparing, especially as you’re the generous sort,” Zavier said with a laugh. The brandy burned like fire but had a pleasant cinnamon aftertaste. “I guess you’re used to fights like this, right?” She took a sip of the apple brandy and nodded. "I like it. "This was my first encounter with monster shrimp, of course, but I've fought plenty of battles. Have you?" "Oh, dearie, try to go easy," she replied, seeing the pained look, "It should heal in a day or two if you just let it rest. Don't make me restrain you; I'd much rather save that for pleasure than business." Silvia laughed at the latter comment and decided to play along. "I usually opt for male lovers but I won't deny that I've sometimes wondered what it might be like to bed a woman. I'll try to rest, I promise. I can rest while we're aboard, as long as we don't have to fight any more monsters. I'm not going to stand aside if there's fighting to be done. If I can stand, I can fight." |
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 5, 2020 0:16:16 GMT
Zavier seemed interested in that sort of talk for sure. “A few fights,” he said. “But that’s probably the first I’ve won,” he admitted. “I’m sorta here because I’m a bit of a disappointment to my family and this is my chance to make it all good you know?”
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