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    1. Deth_Glitch 12 yrs ago

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A guy with a few obsessions who simply loves to RP, feel free to consult me if you want my imput as I like to think I can be very creative and original when I need to be.

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"Aye, how many moor crew befur' we can leav'?" Asked Daliq as he headed back below decks, Maithien had not yet seen the rest of the ship, only where he was to be lodging, so Daliq knew where he was planning on sleeping, the ship would be out riding the four winds, all of them cold. So Daliq was going to sleep in the engine control room, it was large and already had a makeshift bed from whom ever was in-charge of the ships engines before him. So Daliq was going to be sleeping in the only room (Other then the captains cabins) with 'central heating' albeit the heat was just that which was radiating off of the steam pipes and the engines themselves but, it was still bound to be warmer then the main lodgings, it also meant he could keep an eye on the engines and make sure no one was snooping around trying to stop their trip. Not that anyone would have any reason too...

Daliq didn't stop at the control room, he continued in to the actual maintenance shafts themselves, which would be a lot hotter then the control room and not fit for sleeping in, and gave all the pipes another look over, checking that the few that were original and hadn't yet been replaced, where sturdy and looking strong. Satisfied thus, he headed back to the control room and started up the engines, making sure to keep the rotor shafts separated from the engine blocks, so as not the start their trip early.
I like Juju, lets hope my elven friend likes you all too.

Why do I always forget the awkwardness of RP-ing with a strong accent. I do it, think 'golly gosh that was annoying' then forget about it and try again..
No problem
"'Cause it's english!" He replied promptly. "Are we ta be a crew of women, not that I see much grounds to complain look on at the women themselves" He said looking the new arrivals over and lingering where a man should not "But its nae good crewin' a ship with lasses, 'tis a mans jobs and sailors say they are ta be bad luck on the true winds" He said to Garret as he took off the rubbish hat he had bought off a sailor, the hat itself was oddly shaped and uncomfortable, and threw it out over the edge of the ship. "Anywho, is there gannin' be seperate lodgings fer lads and lasses? We do 'ave a fore an' an aft lodgin' space but the fore lodging space is meant fer da dying and the captured, 'tis a more secure room but I wouldnae want to stay there." He said in his soft voice, regardless of the strong accent, he was an elf but he was brought up by men and lived around scum. He grew up speaking as they did but there was no hiding the elf in his voice, with some lessons on pronunciation he had no doubt he could speak like the toffs up on high, but he cared not, so long as he had Garret, wages and a nice bed.
Dariq was below deck, making sure that the cargo was held down fast in the hold, the cannons, what few there were, were held still by the ropes surrounding them, so as not to shift the weight of the ship suddenly, possibly costing someone their life. He then grabbed a biscuit from the food stocks and took a bite out of it while checking the ropes again with his other hand, to satisfy himself.

"As soon as we 'ave the crew, m'ladyness-ship" Said Dariq emerging from below decks. "Why we don't 'ire a cannie ol' crew, master Garret, ask the dockmaster fer 'is best advice on 'oo ta pick and away we gann off" he said to Garret. "Ships rigged and yard, just waiting fer a skilled crew ta man 'er and set 'er off to the four winds Sir." Dariq continued before acknowledging the lady again. "Names Dariq, I'm Master Garrets first mate. Ya need anything, I'm yer man. So dont go 'bouts asking m'lord any questions he don't need asking, ya hear?".

Meanwhile Dariq went around the deck tugging on ropes and pushing against the masts, making sure the ship was indeed rigged and yard and, more importantly, was safe and secure fro his master and friend, Garret.
So, we ready den?
Im with Juju
Anyone new?
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