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Island of DOOM!!
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<Staggers back, deciding discretion is the better part of valor in this case, noticing through the door the rest of the armed sailors.>
Greetings... Er.. My friend.... Say, could you be so kind as to tell us why we're no longer on land... Who are you? Or where we are perhaps? I would be most grateful. Seeing has how you have the swords and seem to be in control here, a lil information giving shouldn't be far from unjust.
<Smiles brightly despite the grime of filth upon his face. Standing fast between himself and the women behind him, looking as non aggressive as possible.>
Greetings... Er.. My friend.... Say, could you be so kind as to tell us why we're no longer on land... Who are you? Or where we are perhaps? I would be most grateful. Seeing has how you have the swords and seem to be in control here, a lil information giving shouldn't be far from unjust.
<Smiles brightly despite the grime of filth upon his face. Standing fast between himself and the women behind him, looking as non aggressive as possible.>
The human with the falchion just grins, exposing his poor dental hygiene. In walks a Dwarf wearing red pantloons, a ruffled green shirt, and an eyepatch sporting a diamond.
"I am First Officer Waldorf. You are all now the property of Captain Hardcastle McMasters. You are to be sold as slaves. If you cause no trouble and follow instructions, you will live to see the slave market. If you displease the Captain, you will be killed as an example to the others."
"Are there any questions?"
"I am First Officer Waldorf. You are all now the property of Captain Hardcastle McMasters. You are to be sold as slaves. If you cause no trouble and follow instructions, you will live to see the slave market. If you displease the Captain, you will be killed as an example to the others."
"Are there any questions?"
*She considered tossing a salad. Glanced at the falchion. Looked at the assembled crowd outside the door. Taking a deep breath she let out a mighty hoot. Two. Three. Four. If BirdYser were near he'd wake from his daytime sleep and respond. If not - First Officer Waldorf would hear her question.*
*leaning forward as far as she could stretch, her ear tips quivered with the strain of instense listening*
*leaning forward as far as she could stretch, her ear tips quivered with the strain of instense listening*
<Dan loses his composure from the news he just heard>Slaves! Property of who? Sold at a market!
<Takes a breath, relaxes and returns to Dapper Dan... runs a hand thru his hair> If we're to be sold 'ol boy... shouldn't we be dressed proper for the occasion? You know, something cheer'y like the ones your wearing. Oh and another thing... think you could be a gent and retrieve fresh water for the ladies?
<Takes a breath, relaxes and returns to Dapper Dan... runs a hand thru his hair> If we're to be sold 'ol boy... shouldn't we be dressed proper for the occasion? You know, something cheer'y like the ones your wearing. Oh and another thing... think you could be a gent and retrieve fresh water for the ladies?
The Dwarf's eyes go steely as he considers the men in front of him.
"You will address me as Mr. Waldorf, Sir if you want to live."
You are aboard the Raptor. And I agree, presentation at market does bring up the sale price."
Waldorf looks over at the female prisoners and smiles.
"But, all in good time." He then snaps his fingers and a cabin boy brings in a plate of bread and an ewer and sets it down.
"I leave you to your luncheon. If you have any OTHER concerns, don't hesitate to call. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!"
The Dwarf and guards leave.
"You will address me as Mr. Waldorf, Sir if you want to live."
You are aboard the Raptor. And I agree, presentation at market does bring up the sale price."
Waldorf looks over at the female prisoners and smiles.
"But, all in good time." He then snaps his fingers and a cabin boy brings in a plate of bread and an ewer and sets it down.
"I leave you to your luncheon. If you have any OTHER concerns, don't hesitate to call. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!"
The Dwarf and guards leave.
<Snarls slightly and picks the tray up... walks over to Raisa and hands it to her>
Here... Tend to the poor ladies there...
<hands her the tray and walks around the small room, searching the room for anything that may be of use or interest. Looks for large cracks that he may peek through. Anything at all.>
So... Slick... Any bright ideas?
Here... Tend to the poor ladies there...
<hands her the tray and walks around the small room, searching the room for anything that may be of use or interest. Looks for large cracks that he may peek through. Anything at all.>
So... Slick... Any bright ideas?
*She wished the Dwarf would stop chirping. Oh... he was laughing. Short body, high laugh. The voice was unusual in a Dwarf. Of course she'd heard tales of men that guarded groups of women and had been relieved of part of their male anatomy in order to carry out their duty without distraction. They often sang soprano in a choir, she'd heard. What were they called? Uniques? No. Well something of the sort. She couldn't hear beyond his trilling. She did have to admire the Dwarf's colors though. It was like looking at a winter solstice celebration scene.*
*The intruders retreated, leaving behind bread and water. She hadn't heard anything in response to her call to the owl. Perhaps he'd escaped when she'd fallen victim to the crew of the Raptor. She hoped so. Her stomach grumbled, her tongue felt thick. Time for worry later. She must do what she could to move forward.*
Moving to Raisa, she took a piece of bread from the tray, examined it for insects, squished a few deeper into the bread so's not to notice them so easily, and ate. She smiled at Raisa.
"Not bad, I've had worse. There was the time I was lost in the Oasis of Glub. Nothing to eat but the bitter plants of the Orcs. Better bugs than bitter. Don't you agree?"
*The intruders retreated, leaving behind bread and water. She hadn't heard anything in response to her call to the owl. Perhaps he'd escaped when she'd fallen victim to the crew of the Raptor. She hoped so. Her stomach grumbled, her tongue felt thick. Time for worry later. She must do what she could to move forward.*
Moving to Raisa, she took a piece of bread from the tray, examined it for insects, squished a few deeper into the bread so's not to notice them so easily, and ate. She smiled at Raisa.
"Not bad, I've had worse. There was the time I was lost in the Oasis of Glub. Nothing to eat but the bitter plants of the Orcs. Better bugs than bitter. Don't you agree?"
Slick...? Yes, indeed, that was pretty slick how I dealt with them.
<Runs a hand thru his hair, looks up to Tiger> You didn't do too bad yourself chap! <Playfully punches Tiger on the arm>
Marissa dear, please go get yourself a bit to eat and drink <After she walks away... Dapper produces his mirror fragment from his rags, grins> Let's have a look, shall we?
<Dapper kneels by the door and carefully slides the mirror under it... whispers to Tiger> I see... ahh... it looks like...
<Runs a hand thru his hair, looks up to Tiger> You didn't do too bad yourself chap! <Playfully punches Tiger on the arm>
Marissa dear, please go get yourself a bit to eat and drink <After she walks away... Dapper produces his mirror fragment from his rags, grins> Let's have a look, shall we?
<Dapper kneels by the door and carefully slides the mirror under it... whispers to Tiger> I see... ahh... it looks like...
The human male prisoner picks up a piece of bread.
(To China) Hey there, my names Lassiter, that's a pretty nasty whooping cough you got there, my cousin once had a bad cough and he started coughing up blood, but he didn't die or nuthin', he just was sick for a month, you know what's good for coughs, lemon tea is, but I don't think the pirates will give us some lemon tea, maybe I'll have that long-haired guy ask for some."
Marissa sniffs at the water ewer.
"Will wonders ever cease...it doesn't smell pissed in."
(To China) Hey there, my names Lassiter, that's a pretty nasty whooping cough you got there, my cousin once had a bad cough and he started coughing up blood, but he didn't die or nuthin', he just was sick for a month, you know what's good for coughs, lemon tea is, but I don't think the pirates will give us some lemon tea, maybe I'll have that long-haired guy ask for some."
Marissa sniffs at the water ewer.
"Will wonders ever cease...it doesn't smell pissed in."
<picks something up from the grime of the corner of the floor, keepin it in hand.>
Hmmm....
<Looks around, a plan slowly formulating in his head... Goes over Dan to see what he's looking at.>
Yeh, you... Slick.... Cuz ya... Have got the worst amount of grease in your hair that I've ever seen.... Which may come in handy if ya ever get caught and those manicals put on...
<Jabs a thumb over his shoulder. Shakes his head and looks under the door with Dans mirror.>
Hmmm....
<Looks around, a plan slowly formulating in his head... Goes over Dan to see what he's looking at.>
Yeh, you... Slick.... Cuz ya... Have got the worst amount of grease in your hair that I've ever seen.... Which may come in handy if ya ever get caught and those manicals put on...
<Jabs a thumb over his shoulder. Shakes his head and looks under the door with Dans mirror.>
*smiles kindly at Lassiter*
You're not from the forest are you? Its not a whooping cough, its an owl call. Oh, I'm sure your cousin had a whooping cough, but I don't.
*Assessing the human she wonders if he's got potential.*
Do you know the Sembian choke hold of death? I'm a quick study. Why don't you demonstrate it on Marissa while I watch.
*The middle aged human starts to speak, scratches an ear, then turns to Marissa.*
You wouldn't mind if Lassiter gave me a little lesson in the Sembian choke hold of death would you? He can just mime the moves, not actually carry them out. What do you say?
*She called over to Dan.* And what are you and Tiger looking at?
You're not from the forest are you? Its not a whooping cough, its an owl call. Oh, I'm sure your cousin had a whooping cough, but I don't.
*Assessing the human she wonders if he's got potential.*
Do you know the Sembian choke hold of death? I'm a quick study. Why don't you demonstrate it on Marissa while I watch.
*The middle aged human starts to speak, scratches an ear, then turns to Marissa.*
You wouldn't mind if Lassiter gave me a little lesson in the Sembian choke hold of death would you? He can just mime the moves, not actually carry them out. What do you say?
*She called over to Dan.* And what are you and Tiger looking at?
Marissa puts down the water ewer.
"The Sembian choke hold of death? You mean this?"
Marissa grabs Lassiter by the throat and testicles and slams him into the wall.
WHAM!
"Want me to demonstrate any more moves, Monkeyboy?"
Red as a radish, Lassiter rubs his throat.
"No, that's quite alright."
There is a pounding on the cell door.
"Hey keep it down in there!"
"The Sembian choke hold of death? You mean this?"
Marissa grabs Lassiter by the throat and testicles and slams him into the wall.
WHAM!
"Want me to demonstrate any more moves, Monkeyboy?"
Red as a radish, Lassiter rubs his throat.
"No, that's quite alright."
There is a pounding on the cell door.
"Hey keep it down in there!"
<Whispers to Marrissa>, "Hey... Make more noise.... Like your sick or need help...
<Crushes something in his hands. Whispers to Dan>
Dan, when the guard comes in to see what all the commotion is about, I'll blind him soon as he steps in, then we drag him in here and knock him out.... Take his things, then get the hell outta here....
<Crushes something in his hands. Whispers to Dan>
Dan, when the guard comes in to see what all the commotion is about, I'll blind him soon as he steps in, then we drag him in here and knock him out.... Take his things, then get the hell outta here....