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10 yrs ago
Current I'M BACK! Hit me up!
10 yrs ago
Leaving 20 September until 30 October. Going to be a shitty time in the field. Probably going to be a week after that before I even think about writing again.
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10 yrs ago
Going on exercise as of 19 September. Not sure if I am going for 3 or 6 weeks...
10 yrs ago
Vacation time! Will try to keep posting, but can't guarantee anything, please be patient.
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10 yrs ago
RIP in peace, Bauble. We barely knew ye...
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ATTENTION:
Course is over! Whoop! Whoop!
I have no fucking clue what the fuck is going on.
Posting speed and availability is subject to change without notice, and I won't have internet when my vacation ends, which is tomorrow...
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interesting. I'm down.
fair enough, it was just a suggestion. and she didn't SAY anything about it, but casualties are bound to happen when you go around hurting the shit out of people.

so she's like buddy from pitch black? "Amazing how you can do without the essentials of life, so long as you have the little luxuries"
*points at xigxig's attractive posterior*
((sorry about the wait, vacation's been a bit of a shitshow, I'll spare you the details, should be back on track soon.))

Octavius kept his arguments to himself upon being called out. This woman was incredibly aggravating, but he owed her, and murdering her now would be bad luck. Then they were on their way, and it didn't seem to matter. And if it did come up later, he would have all of his arguments primed and ready to go, so no one would have any reason to think he was a coward. But last he checked, the majority of seafarers were superstitious. And if they weren't, they were at least a little stitious. But while he was caught up in that, the woman he had promised a boat to, had declared the one he had on offer to be insufficient. He was pretty sure she didn't understand what he was offering her. But then again, she probably just wanted something with more, larger cannons. It was an understandable mistake on her part, but one he had to live with, since he had technically promised her anything. He raised an eyebrow at her demands and laughed at her desire to pirate the grand line on such a boat.

"Last I checked, caravels are big." he replied, confused. "And the dhow I'm thinking of could fit a dozen people if you wanted. Or fewer if you're inclined to go that way..." he shrugged. "But you did con me into this deal, so I'll get you a fucking caravel if that's what you want..." the pirate lord then sighed. Getting on their way didn't go much better. His new friend was convinced she could take on two dozen marines by herself. While he didn't entirely doubt it, he wasn't sure it was such a good idea. It was pretty obvious she wanted him to stop wasting time. He wondered if she was getting wise of his tactics, but Captain Cuttlam wasn't going to change things up, just to see if that threw her at all. "You do realize that if we waste time killing all the marines, we won't have any time to get any kind of sea-going vessel ready to go? And on top of that, we won't have anyone to steal from, preventing us from making any kind of a living..." he shrugged again, largely indifferent to what the woman did, despite his arguments. "Then again, if you get yourself killed, I won't owe you squat. Fuck it, lass, knock yourself out..." he chuckled and shook his head.

While Ceres made up her mind, the Shotgun Preacher pulled out his signature weapon. Unfortunately it was only signature in the way that it happened to be a scattergun, since it wasn't the actual fowling piece that had resulted in half of his nickname. That particular weapon was rusted out and useless. But this one would do. He just waited for the lady to start things off. "We're going to do this the hard way, boys. Rush the first caravel-looking ship you see, and we'll mark it off for our friend..." the man couldn't help but start laughing. This whole scene was just ridiculous. The marines were paying attention to the group, now, and everyone was on edge, thanks to Octavius' statement. It seemed there was about to be some violence. How much depended on how good Ceres was at her job...

((cue some randoms dying and ceres finds a buddy to join the all-star team? and then they end up stealing the ship that Octavius wanted? and then arguing, more crew, and a hasty retreat to the ocean?))
I'll keep that in mind. sometimes sneakyness is the better part of notoriety tho...
because pirates are sneaky? if he just straight up starts murdering people, he might get some street cred, but whose going to be left to steal from? plus by boatload I was sorta thinking platoon-sized group, so minimum thirty, probably closer to 40 guys. that one was my bad, I own that. sorry. beyond that, I was thinking sneaky pirate rather than violently psychotic pirate more interested in murder than plunder... *shrugs* Ceres can do whatever, now, since Octavius owes her. if she wants to fight off a couple dozen marines, he doesn't have much choice but to help, gotta pay that debt
how much do you bet I fucked it up?
Octavius frowned about as he realized something was going drastically wrong with his idea of how to behave in a tavern. His companion had spotted someone she didn't like, and was now taking out her rage and frustration on the poor bastard. The man was slammed across the room by a jet of water, and then a hole was bored through him by the stuff. The captain shuddered a little while she demanded her boat with a sick smile on her face. "We're working on it. Fuck. I didn't say I had one ready, I said I'd get you one." he then whipped around, shocked, when his old friend suggested that they invite her to join them. "Are you fucked in the head too? Is everyone around here just pants-on-head retarded?" the pirate lord was not about to invite Ceres onto his ship. "Did you see what she just did? She just murdered that guy. You know why? Because she was angry!" his voice was a little shriller now, obviously a result of his agitated state. "She's been angry and awful lot lately. And did to miss the part where she's a she?" Octavius couldn't believe that his friend would be this daft. "Why don't you ask to join her crew, and see how long you last before she starts freaking out because it's her time of the month, and the crab cakes aren't perfect!" clearly, he didn't have much faith in this lady just yet.

The doctor didn't have much to say when he thought over the points his captain made. They were good points. Crab cakes were hard to get right, and water boring a hole in him didn't sound appealing. "Let's go get her a boat, then." he suggested. Everyone smiled at that idea, the captain gestured, and the crew piled out of the inn, heading off toward the docks. The man in charge waited for Ceres to be ready to go before heading out as well. Most people steered clear of the group, fortunately enough. The average person probably assumed a group this large was a press-gang of sorts. The navy was always looking for more crew. Captain Cuttlam used this to his advantage, and had the group head toward the part of the waterfront dedicated to more civilian traffic.

"Is that dhow with all the swivel guns rigged out still around here?" he asked one of the sailors he had picked up.

"Just came in yesterday. Not planned to leave until tomorrow." answered a totally different sailor.

"How's that sound, eh? Little live-in boat for you, big enough to weather a storm, small enough to sail yourself if you like." Octavius figured it would do. Unless she decided she wanted a piece of his much larger pie. Such a piece would certainly dwarf her whole pie, and with the doctor behind her, it would be hard to say no. Wouldn't be hard to shoot her in the back if she fucked them over, either. He could see the merits in it. The pirate lord resolved not to invite her, since he wasn't fond of her attitude, but he wouldn't refuse if things came to it. He immediately had cause to curse his decision, though. A whole boatload of marines had just steamed across the harbour to check this side, just in case. And now the group was headed right toward them. With not real excuse to about face and run off, they didn't have much choice but to continue if they wanted to look inconspicuous.

"Them's marines, skip'..." suggested the lead sailor, unhelpfully.

"Alotta marines..." added another one.

"If you don't have anything helpful to say, please remain quiet." the captain was thinking hard now. He only had two people he really needed so far. And he didn't even really need Ceres. Tapping the good doctor on the shoulder, the pirate got ready to run. It was going to be another wild escape, he was pretty sure. And this time he had someone to drag with him...
well to him it sounds like she wants her boat. she'll get an invitation soon, but the good doctor's advice doesn't always get heeded right away
he hasn't asked because she wasn't very nice about breaking him out, and she seems really focused on her own boat. plus women on boats is bad...
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