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ABANDON SHIP!! BE AFRAID! RUN AROUND AND PANIC!! GET YOUR TOWEL!!!!
@Raylah Anything is possible! Maybe you saw my post and were thinking, "But... it is my turn. If Pas just skipped me, maybe it is because she doesn't want me here. Maybe I should just go cry in a corner."
I'm not saying I think that way...But, well... there are times (one, actually) in the month when that would absolutely be my first thought.
I'm not saying I think that way...But, well... there are times (one, actually) in the month when that would absolutely be my first thought.
@Raylah yup. I'm a toe-stepper.
@Raylah Hey, please don't be offended that I posted before you, wasn't trying to step on your toes. I just wanted to get something done today and since there are only a few of us actually posting right now, it came out a little wonky for me to post nearly twice in a row.
Adrianna looked up at the sound of a scolding voice. She didn’t recognize the man, but she recognized the insignia he wore. Hunter. She could feel her heart pounding against her chest. He already had his hand on his blade, as if he expected a fight. She had been sitting on the counter against the wall, and kept her head down as he looked over at her. He grabbed her bowl, sniffing the contents to ensure that it was enhanced, and then threw it against the wall. The bowl shattered, and the contents Adrianna had not yet eaten spilled onto the floor. She flinched at the sound, and looked up at Kent, the spoon still hanging out of her mouth. Slowly, she took the spoon out of her mouth, laying it down beside her as Kent lectured at the Naga to dump out the rest of the stew.
What a waste.
Gideard put his head down as well, not wanting the hunter to see the glare plastered across his face. The Naga moved over to the bowl, covering it as he picked it up off of the stove, holding it with rags on the hot handles as he brought it over to the sink.
“Bully.” Adrianna said under her breath, though probably still loud enough for the hunter to hear her. Had she not just been… engaging in illicit behavior, she might have refrained from calling him out, but her inhibitions were a bit lower for the moment.
“Excuse me?” Kent turned towards her, using his larger frame to make it rather difficult for her to try to escape, not that there was anywhere for her to go at the moment.
“I…” Adrianna looked over at Gideard, but he was not going to help her out on this. He was still trying to hope that Kent would forget about the whole extortion part of this affair. After all, he used quite a bit of his good stock to make that stock…and hadn’t exactly turned a profit yet. “You are being a bully. Chasing down Naga Leaves isn’t exactly what you are being paid to do…” She gestured to the insignia he wore. “You are supposed to hunt magii. Shouldn’t you focus on that?”
Kent answered that he dealt with Naga when they were serving drugs, acting like it was a huge deal that they were onboard the ship.
“We aren’t even IN Galloway yet. This is the ocean. Last I checked, you didn’t own the Ocean.” Adrianna continued to shove her foot in her mouth, recalling one of the reasons she had considered leaving the land and traveling by sea…to get further from the influence of the Church.
“No, but we are on an Adelon ship. Which means this ship is bound by our kingdom’s laws. Which means…” He nodded to the soup. “That, is illegal.”
Adrianna scoffed, sliding off the table and moving around him. Hunters were so uppity. They believed all laws were theirs to enforce, instead of just worry about magii, like they were actually supposed to. Kent let her pass, and though she wanted to stick up for the Naga, she didn’t want to get in trouble with authorities at Galloway either. Last thing she needed was to be tossed in a crowded cell for a day. She adjusted the fingerless gloves on her hands as she moved through the halls to one of the higher decks. She was still quite angry, and finally decided to just go to the top to get some fresh air. Adrianna immediately spotted another of the hunters near the railing, and so went the opposite direction. She had her fill of hunters for a while.
What a waste.
Gideard put his head down as well, not wanting the hunter to see the glare plastered across his face. The Naga moved over to the bowl, covering it as he picked it up off of the stove, holding it with rags on the hot handles as he brought it over to the sink.
“Bully.” Adrianna said under her breath, though probably still loud enough for the hunter to hear her. Had she not just been… engaging in illicit behavior, she might have refrained from calling him out, but her inhibitions were a bit lower for the moment.
“Excuse me?” Kent turned towards her, using his larger frame to make it rather difficult for her to try to escape, not that there was anywhere for her to go at the moment.
“I…” Adrianna looked over at Gideard, but he was not going to help her out on this. He was still trying to hope that Kent would forget about the whole extortion part of this affair. After all, he used quite a bit of his good stock to make that stock…and hadn’t exactly turned a profit yet. “You are being a bully. Chasing down Naga Leaves isn’t exactly what you are being paid to do…” She gestured to the insignia he wore. “You are supposed to hunt magii. Shouldn’t you focus on that?”
Kent answered that he dealt with Naga when they were serving drugs, acting like it was a huge deal that they were onboard the ship.
“We aren’t even IN Galloway yet. This is the ocean. Last I checked, you didn’t own the Ocean.” Adrianna continued to shove her foot in her mouth, recalling one of the reasons she had considered leaving the land and traveling by sea…to get further from the influence of the Church.
“No, but we are on an Adelon ship. Which means this ship is bound by our kingdom’s laws. Which means…” He nodded to the soup. “That, is illegal.”
Adrianna scoffed, sliding off the table and moving around him. Hunters were so uppity. They believed all laws were theirs to enforce, instead of just worry about magii, like they were actually supposed to. Kent let her pass, and though she wanted to stick up for the Naga, she didn’t want to get in trouble with authorities at Galloway either. Last thing she needed was to be tossed in a crowded cell for a day. She adjusted the fingerless gloves on her hands as she moved through the halls to one of the higher decks. She was still quite angry, and finally decided to just go to the top to get some fresh air. Adrianna immediately spotted another of the hunters near the railing, and so went the opposite direction. She had her fill of hunters for a while.
The card game didn’t so much as end as Adrianna left. Two other players were joining, and they were interested in spending more money, with the potential of course to gain more money as well through the game. Adrianna departed then, having netted a few coins by the end of the game. She went to the kitchens with her coin, intent on getting herself some food. Though with passage on the ship, all of the guests onboard had access to some stew, she hadn’t been much of a fan. It was much more broth and remains from previous stews than any real meat or sustenance. Earlier, she had seen someone pass a little coin to the chef to get something better.
It was no surprise to her that the chef, a Naga, was accepting a bit of coin under the counter and pulling out better food, but she just so happened to have some coin to spare now, to engage in some of these activities. “Hey, Gideard, right?” She asked, getting the scaley guy’s attention. The man looked up from the pot he was stirring, looking skeptically at Adrianna. “Yea, what’s it to you?”
“I’m just a good listener, is all.” Adrianna said. “And I heard that you had something pretty delicious being cooked up in these kitchens.”
“We got stew.” He pulled out a ladle of the stuff she already knew she didn’t care for. Adrianna lifted a few coins from her pouch and set them on the table.
“That’s not quite what I meant.” She grinned.
He hesitated another moment, and then went over to the expo counter where Adrianna stood, looking both ways as if expecting to see some sort of authority nearby just waiting for him to slip up. “I got something you might like to try…” He nodded, and slid the coins away, obviously not offering any change. He took out a bowl, and went over to another pot, much smaller, in the back of the small kitchen. He ladled a bit of the contents, and she could see thick cuts of vegetables and meat. There was a dark color to the soup, and as he brought it closer, she could see the small bits of… herbs inside.
Most food on ships was incredibly salty and tough to chew. This soup, on the other hand, was delicious. Adrianna let out a moan when she took a bite, and Gideard shushed her immediately. She held up a hand and mumbled an apology, and then continued to eat, leaning against a wall of the kitchen. This was possibly one of the best things she had eaten, and she wasn’t exactly a street rat.
“What is this? How did you make it?”
“You didn’t pay for that information.” Gideard said. Adrianna was surprised by his crass response, but looked up in time to see him grinning back at her, and she chuckled. “We pick up all sorts of herbs and things when we go to ports. But I don’t get enough to feed it to everyone. Besides, the captain doesn’t much care for the taste of the things I make. Says he likes this grub better.” Adrianna spoke with him a little more as she ate, learning that Gideard aspired to be a chef, like a private chef for some nobleman or something, but no one would hire a Naga to do anything except take out the trash. He couldn’t even eat at establishments, let alone be hired to work with their meat and cook for people. He once got accused of wanting to poison the patrons so that he could empty their pockets and skip town.
This vessel gave him a chance, but there wasn’t exactly much room for improving himself. He didn’t say as much, but Adrianna got the impression that Gideard wanted to be ‘discovered’ by someone who wanted a personal chef. Just like young ladies wanted a knight in shining armor to rescue them, Gideard hoped someone would see his talent, even with his sub-par ingredients, and would look beyond his scales to offer him a career. Unfortunately, as nice as he was beneath the gruff exterior, Adrianna had nothing of the kind to offer him, and wished him luck in his endeavors.
It was no surprise to her that the chef, a Naga, was accepting a bit of coin under the counter and pulling out better food, but she just so happened to have some coin to spare now, to engage in some of these activities. “Hey, Gideard, right?” She asked, getting the scaley guy’s attention. The man looked up from the pot he was stirring, looking skeptically at Adrianna. “Yea, what’s it to you?”
“I’m just a good listener, is all.” Adrianna said. “And I heard that you had something pretty delicious being cooked up in these kitchens.”
“We got stew.” He pulled out a ladle of the stuff she already knew she didn’t care for. Adrianna lifted a few coins from her pouch and set them on the table.
“That’s not quite what I meant.” She grinned.
He hesitated another moment, and then went over to the expo counter where Adrianna stood, looking both ways as if expecting to see some sort of authority nearby just waiting for him to slip up. “I got something you might like to try…” He nodded, and slid the coins away, obviously not offering any change. He took out a bowl, and went over to another pot, much smaller, in the back of the small kitchen. He ladled a bit of the contents, and she could see thick cuts of vegetables and meat. There was a dark color to the soup, and as he brought it closer, she could see the small bits of… herbs inside.
Most food on ships was incredibly salty and tough to chew. This soup, on the other hand, was delicious. Adrianna let out a moan when she took a bite, and Gideard shushed her immediately. She held up a hand and mumbled an apology, and then continued to eat, leaning against a wall of the kitchen. This was possibly one of the best things she had eaten, and she wasn’t exactly a street rat.
“What is this? How did you make it?”
“You didn’t pay for that information.” Gideard said. Adrianna was surprised by his crass response, but looked up in time to see him grinning back at her, and she chuckled. “We pick up all sorts of herbs and things when we go to ports. But I don’t get enough to feed it to everyone. Besides, the captain doesn’t much care for the taste of the things I make. Says he likes this grub better.” Adrianna spoke with him a little more as she ate, learning that Gideard aspired to be a chef, like a private chef for some nobleman or something, but no one would hire a Naga to do anything except take out the trash. He couldn’t even eat at establishments, let alone be hired to work with their meat and cook for people. He once got accused of wanting to poison the patrons so that he could empty their pockets and skip town.
This vessel gave him a chance, but there wasn’t exactly much room for improving himself. He didn’t say as much, but Adrianna got the impression that Gideard wanted to be ‘discovered’ by someone who wanted a personal chef. Just like young ladies wanted a knight in shining armor to rescue them, Gideard hoped someone would see his talent, even with his sub-par ingredients, and would look beyond his scales to offer him a career. Unfortunately, as nice as he was beneath the gruff exterior, Adrianna had nothing of the kind to offer him, and wished him luck in his endeavors.
@Vena Sera thanks for the info. I hadn't thought to ask about currency but I definitely used copper in my last post. I can change it to bronze when I get back to my computer. Should be this evening sometime. :)
nice post, @mogtaki I loved the mental image of Cecil checking out the water and sinking to the bottom, then being curious about ocean life and sorta walking along the bottom like, "this is peaceful, but my joints are starting to hurt."
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