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Post by Silvia Raizer on Jul 16, 2020 20:50:06 GMT
Silvia nodded her approval of the plan. "I'll come too," she said. She thought that perhaps a woman had better come along to make sure Nigel didn't proposition the women (she was sure he wouldn't proposition the men!) Besides, if they accepted Konrad's proposal, she and the others would need to grab our belongings from the ship.
But then Justine spoke and she realised that she hadn't really thought about what was going on with the ship.
"Let's stay here until the storm dies down, then we'll take everyone out to the ship once it's safe. It might need to be patched up."
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Post by Nigel Thornheart on Jul 16, 2020 20:51:16 GMT
Nigel was already out the door, singing a jolly drinking song that did not feel inappropriate in any way as he led the procession, encouraging them to sing along if they knew the words. A vomit covered ship was likely better than the bastion of their enslavement. He doubted they would complain about the accomodations.
The first time I met her I met her in pink,
All in pink all in pink.
She made my finger stink.
Down in the valley where nobody goes.
The next time I met her I met her in white,
All in white all in white.
I shagged her all that night.
Down in the valley where nobody goes.
The next time I met her I met her in green,
All in green all in green.
She said the doctors been.
Down in the valley where nobody goes.
The next time I met her I met her in blue,
All in blue all in blue.
She said the twins were due.
Down in the valley where nobody goes.
The next time I met her I met her in red,
All in red all in red.
She said the twins were dead.
Down in the valley where nobody goes.
The next time I met her I met her check,
All in check all in check.
I'll break her fucking neck.
Down in the valley where nobody goes.
The next time I met her I met her in black,
All in black all in black.
I want my money back.
Down in the valley where nobody goes.
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Post by Konrad of Wolfhaven on Jul 16, 2020 20:57:02 GMT
Konrad looked as Nigel disappeared into the storm, and then turned back to Justine, Silvia and the many freed women (And some men), “so anyway, any chance anyone here has some small bit of healing knowledge? With things calmed down, I’m keen for a bit of a patch up. Especially if it’s dawn before we get back to the ship.”
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Post by Justine-Juliette de Vair on Jul 16, 2020 21:01:22 GMT
“Ceutinde does, it’s her specialty. She’s um...full service. I’m sure you could opt out of the last bits if you wanted, tho.” She eyed Nigel’s retreating back, glad that the rest of the lyrics to that awful song were lost in the storm. “But then we would have to go to the ship again.”
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Post by Silvia Raizer on Jul 16, 2020 21:08:07 GMT
"we'll stay here for now then," Silvia said. She wondered if Nigel would realise what a fool he was being. "Shall I take first watch?"
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Post by Konrad of Wolfhaven on Jul 16, 2020 21:09:29 GMT
“Ceutinde does, it’s her specialty. She’s um...full service. I’m sure you could opt out of the last bits if you wanted, tho.” She eyed Nigel’s retreating back, glad that the rest of the lyrics to that awful song were lost in the storm. “But then we would have to go to the ship again.” Konrad wasn’t quite sure what she meant, by “full service”, “well If you know any of her secrets, a little bit now might go a long way.” He sat down in a nearby chair, and peeled back the cloth on his side where he had been cut. |
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Post by Tehol Nookington on Jul 16, 2020 21:12:28 GMT
Tehol being quite fashionably late arrives at the brothel wielding a case of wine, and being followed by Korabas who has several other bottles of strung about his body and head. He seems positively giddy at such a sweet find.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 16, 2020 21:13:52 GMT
Somehow a half dozen people follow Nigel oit into the storm. None have shoes or decent clothing or anything that would reasonably be construed as appropriate for the conditions.
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Post by Nigel Thornheart on Jul 16, 2020 21:16:49 GMT
He leads them to the Tranquility without propositioning anyone for a poke, then seeing Ceutinde was not present, went to the Odyssey,
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Post by Justine-Juliette de Vair on Jul 16, 2020 21:19:02 GMT
Justine knew some of Ceutinde’s secrets. Unfortunately none of them were medical. Still she knelt and looked at the wound, squinting at it. “I’ll do my best...it doesn’t seem too bad?”
(Medical: 0)
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 16, 2020 21:21:11 GMT
Justine calculates there is more blood inside Konrad’s body than outside, so it’s probably fine.
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Post by Konrad of Wolfhaven on Jul 16, 2020 21:22:42 GMT
Justine knew some of Ceutinde’s secrets. Unfortunately none of them were medical. Still she knelt and looked at the wound, squinting at it. “I’ll do my best...it doesn’t seem too bad?” (Medical: 0) Konrad somehow felt immediately much better as if reassured by some mysterious force that his injury was suddenly minor., “thank you,” he said, “I know next to nothing about this stuff.” |
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Post by Silvia Raizer on Jul 16, 2020 21:22:59 GMT
Silvia turned to the nearest of the freed slaves. "Can you and your fellows help my friends find somewhere to sleep? And you should all get some rest yourselves."
She turned back to the others. "Will someone take the second watch?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Jul 16, 2020 21:25:03 GMT
“The whole upper floor has beds,” a woman said. “There’s room for everyone even if they want to sleep alone.”
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Post by Justine-Juliette de Vair on Jul 16, 2020 21:25:12 GMT
Justine knew some of Ceutinde’s secrets. Unfortunately none of them were medical. Still she knelt and looked at the wound, squinting at it. “I’ll do my best...it doesn’t seem too bad?” (Medical: 0) Konrad somehow felt immediately much better as if reassured by some mysterious force that his injury was suddenly minor., “thank you,” he said, “I know next to nothing about this stuff.” Justine laughed somewhat nervously. “Uh yeah, me neither honestly.” “We could take second watch?” She shamelessly volunteered Konrad. |
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