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I have been actively roleplaying for around 18 years now, since age 15. Which, as you might have guessed, makes me 33. I've done most of my rping on forums, averaging 2 to 4 paragraphs. Though I also LARP, and have played D&D for about 17 years. Real life has become a larger part of my life though, so my activity has lessened. Even so, I don't think I'll ever stop rping. :)
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Haha, yea. xD She can be found easily enough anyway. Go to where chaos/fighting starts. :P
Ah like that. Okay, I guess he wakes up when they've already docked then.
And you went with that plan, so...great! But...one thing though, it was normal in that time to go to bed early and get up again as soon as the sun started rising. To save candles and such. Especially for sailors it was normal to get up at 7 or so. So for him to wake up at 12 or so is a bit...too late I think. Maybe 8 or 9 am?
Oh, sorry I didn't read it sooner. ^^;; I figured we could skip another two hours and then your post would start. Should have explained that.
Ceres had gone to bed at 9 pm, so she was up again at 5. An extra hour of sleep did her good, so she headed for the deck right away. A few sailors were awake already. "Mornin'- uh...cap'n." One spoke, clearly not entirely comfortable with a woman as captain. Not that Ceres cared about prejudice. "Morning. And Cuttlam will be captain soon I'm joining his crew." The man seemed pleased upon hearing that. She just shook her head and went on her way.
She headed for the crow's next, feeling like wanting to enjoy the view a little. Plus it was good morning exercise. Once she was sitting on the edge she smiled as she looked out over the sea. "Finally a ship that I can take to the grand line..." She mused. "Though I'll need to get stronger for the grand line. I should buy some weights." It would be another hour or two before they arrived though, so right now she didn't have much to work with yet. But surely the next island would have something, and she would find the first person she wanted on her crew there too. A man using two longswords, claiming to strive to become the best swordsman in the world. She had actually already met him a few times, though never talked to him. If the rumours were anything to go by, he once took out a dozen bandits by himself when he was still a bounty hunter. He at least sounded like someone that could survive the grand line.
She headed for the crow's next, feeling like wanting to enjoy the view a little. Plus it was good morning exercise. Once she was sitting on the edge she smiled as she looked out over the sea. "Finally a ship that I can take to the grand line..." She mused. "Though I'll need to get stronger for the grand line. I should buy some weights." It would be another hour or two before they arrived though, so right now she didn't have much to work with yet. But surely the next island would have something, and she would find the first person she wanted on her crew there too. A man using two longswords, claiming to strive to become the best swordsman in the world. She had actually already met him a few times, though never talked to him. If the rumours were anything to go by, he once took out a dozen bandits by himself when he was still a bounty hunter. He at least sounded like someone that could survive the grand line.
Ceres sighed, just leaving the captain to whatever he wanted to do. No pirate liked to hear that anyone had been a marine, or was still a marine. So she didn't get angry with him for distrusting her. Even though she did bust him out and killed a few marines with him. Then again...was infiltration a thing these days? She had only heard some rumours about such things. So she doubted Octavius had heard anything about it at all. "To think the once famous Captain Octavius was so paranoid..." She muttered to herself, deciding that she might as well eat both fish. She doubted anyone on deck could appreciate her cooking anyway.
The rest of the evening was quiet, for once. So it wasn't long before most sailors were on deck, finding entertainment in some rum, talking and singing. Ceres was nowhere to be found though. As far as anyone had seen, she hadn't left the captain's cabin. Which was indeed true. Because now that finally the adrenaline had gone down after a rather hectic and dangerous day, the exhaustion finally kicked in. Her muscles ached all over, and she basically had no energy left. So she collapsed on the bed, closed her eyes, and was sleeping seconds later. At the very least she'd be able to wake up very early.
(Note: This doesn't mean we should skip to the next day right away. If you have anything in mind, go ahead. :) )
The rest of the evening was quiet, for once. So it wasn't long before most sailors were on deck, finding entertainment in some rum, talking and singing. Ceres was nowhere to be found though. As far as anyone had seen, she hadn't left the captain's cabin. Which was indeed true. Because now that finally the adrenaline had gone down after a rather hectic and dangerous day, the exhaustion finally kicked in. Her muscles ached all over, and she basically had no energy left. So she collapsed on the bed, closed her eyes, and was sleeping seconds later. At the very least she'd be able to wake up very early.
(Note: This doesn't mean we should skip to the next day right away. If you have anything in mind, go ahead. :) )
"Don't worry. I won't fuck with you. Besides, it sounds like my bounty is higher than yours." Ceres spoke as she returned to her side of the table. "I'm up to a thousand at the moment. So it would be stupid of me to turn you over to the navy, as I'd be caught too. Oh, and since I decided to not keep secrets, I have another one to tell you. Though this one has nothing to do with the navy." The woman paused, deciding to first take another bite or two. "I'm not some young girl. I'm quite a bit older than I look, in fact. I'm older than you even. As to how I stayed young, I think it might have to do with a devil fruit power, but I'm not sure. All I know is that my body hasn't aged in at least 15 years, probably more." This meant she had been alive for at least 35 or so years, though she wasn't about to tell her actual age. You don't ask a lady about her age after all. And ladies don't tell their age.
"Now, if you're not going to eat then I'm sure one of the sailors will. I won't allow food to be wasted at least." She added. Then she took another bite from her fish before grabbing her bread with cheese again. She had experienced how valuable food really was, after having to live on nothing but dry, old bread and that one fish she had managed to catch when she was stranded on a deserted island for a week. In that respect, food was more important to her than gold.
"Now, if you're not going to eat then I'm sure one of the sailors will. I won't allow food to be wasted at least." She added. Then she took another bite from her fish before grabbing her bread with cheese again. She had experienced how valuable food really was, after having to live on nothing but dry, old bread and that one fish she had managed to catch when she was stranded on a deserted island for a week. In that respect, food was more important to her than gold.
Ceres smirked, shaking her head a little. "This is not me looking a gift horse in the mouth. This is me gathering information on the friendly offer I've been made." She replied, cutting a piece off her fish and putting it in her mouth. "It'll get cold if you don't eat." The woman had noticed Octavius being on edge, of course. But she wanted to rub it in just a little more that she didn't care about him knowing at all.
"I'd ask if you have any questions, but I can guess the first one already. Yes I used to be a marine. Fifteen years ago, that is. I told you because I want you to know up front, to prevent surprises later on. I was still young, and needed a job. So I started as a dishwasher at a marine base. Later I became a cook and was promoted to chef on an admiral's ship. Quite a friendly guy. But there is no freedom or adventure in cooking for some big shot. So I deserted and went out to sea by myself. I actually put a sleeping poison in the last meal I prepared for the admiral. They couldn't wake him up for a full day!" She grinned, taking another bite from her fish. "It's how I got my first bounty too. So no, I'm not on their side any more. Distrust me all you want, so..."
She stood, walked over to his side and extended her hand to him this time. "For now all I can offer my word for now, with a handshake. I'll join your crew if you still want me, and prove through action that I'm not with them any more if that's what you're looking for."
"I'd ask if you have any questions, but I can guess the first one already. Yes I used to be a marine. Fifteen years ago, that is. I told you because I want you to know up front, to prevent surprises later on. I was still young, and needed a job. So I started as a dishwasher at a marine base. Later I became a cook and was promoted to chef on an admiral's ship. Quite a friendly guy. But there is no freedom or adventure in cooking for some big shot. So I deserted and went out to sea by myself. I actually put a sleeping poison in the last meal I prepared for the admiral. They couldn't wake him up for a full day!" She grinned, taking another bite from her fish. "It's how I got my first bounty too. So no, I'm not on their side any more. Distrust me all you want, so..."
She stood, walked over to his side and extended her hand to him this time. "For now all I can offer my word for now, with a handshake. I'll join your crew if you still want me, and prove through action that I'm not with them any more if that's what you're looking for."
Ceres kept a watchful eye on the seas, staying at the helm until they had cleared the storm. The worst part was over now, and since they had gotten through there was even less chance that the marines would still find them. Usually they didn't sail through storms like these. Not in these seas at least. Once that was done she called over one of the sailors, ordering him to take over. Then after some directions on where she wanted to go she headed to Octavius. "How about we talk things over properly in the captain's cabin with some dinner? I don't think either of us have had a proper meal in at least a day, you in months if I'm not mistaken.
There was no proper kitchen on this ship...yet. But the woman could still make a decent meal with what the old captain still had in store. So she made a fire in the wood stove and grabbed a pan, some salt and pepper, and two large fish. Once they were on the fire she also grabbed bread, cheese, and a few apples, putting them on the table together with two plates. "You know, I used to be known as a chef cook when I was still just a sailor working for the marines." She started, grabbing some bread with cheese for herself as she prepared the fish. "Which is a lesser reason why I wanted my own ship. So I could put a proper kitchen in it."
Once the fish were done she put one on Octavius' plate and one on hers. Even with the few things she had, she managed to make the fish look like they had come out of a restaurant. Baked for just long enough, looking like the Fish's meat would melt on your tongue like butter. "But I didn't ask you to come here just for a meal of course." She spoke, sitting down and looking at him. "I wouldn't mind joining your crew, but before I make a decision I'd like some more information. Do you plan on using simple sailors like these men for your crew? As, if that's the case, I might be better off alone. The Grand Line isn't that forgiving to people that aren't stronger than them."
There was no proper kitchen on this ship...yet. But the woman could still make a decent meal with what the old captain still had in store. So she made a fire in the wood stove and grabbed a pan, some salt and pepper, and two large fish. Once they were on the fire she also grabbed bread, cheese, and a few apples, putting them on the table together with two plates. "You know, I used to be known as a chef cook when I was still just a sailor working for the marines." She started, grabbing some bread with cheese for herself as she prepared the fish. "Which is a lesser reason why I wanted my own ship. So I could put a proper kitchen in it."
Once the fish were done she put one on Octavius' plate and one on hers. Even with the few things she had, she managed to make the fish look like they had come out of a restaurant. Baked for just long enough, looking like the Fish's meat would melt on your tongue like butter. "But I didn't ask you to come here just for a meal of course." She spoke, sitting down and looking at him. "I wouldn't mind joining your crew, but before I make a decision I'd like some more information. Do you plan on using simple sailors like these men for your crew? As, if that's the case, I might be better off alone. The Grand Line isn't that forgiving to people that aren't stronger than them."
The other captain came her way, though it took a while to reach her because of the strong winds. She wondered what kind of curse word or new assumption he was going to fling her way, looking the way he did. Though when he arrived he offered something she had never expected. For several big reasons even. Yet here he was, offering her a place on his crew. At first she wanted to laugh at him. But then again, being a captain wasn't her goal. It depended on what his answer to her conditions would be, really. So, just like him, she shouted back. Just loud enough for him to hear, but not anyone else. "If I were to become part of any crew, it would have to go to the Grand Line. And I would not be treated like some bad luck shark attractor or some ship mascot." Staying a ship's cook was just fine. But she hated being treated differently or poorly just because she had different parts on her body. "Would your crew be one of those, then?"
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