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[advantage_rude]

We've made it onto the ship finally, and Reno is still alive -___-; the crew is on its way to find the Captain's boat ship, the Pearl.

There really isn't anything else to report...
Except, perhaps, that Reno's cooking hasn't killed anyone yet...

James. I believe you owe me a story?

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[excommodore]

That could be attributed to the fact that no one's eating it.

Oh... so I do. Hrmm... >>

[advantage_rude]

*small grin* Very true...Although the Captain hasn't been complaining. I think you'll agree that's odd for him. You know what that means, I trust.

Yes, so you do. And you were supposed to be sober...

[excommodore]

Yes... the fact that he isn't complaining about something should concern me more than it does. As it is, I think I'll just relish the silence while it lasts.

That's right... I was, wasn't I? Maybe you should ask again later; the next time I'm sobered up to your standards.

[advantage_rude]

I think I'll get Reno to try and find it... I see. I suppose I'll 'relish' the two of you not bickering...

...At this rate of success, James, I'll get impatient.
I'll take what I can get then.

[ariablade]

You and Reno are on a ship?

...
I'm sorry. Perhaps I shall send some mistletoe your way...? *smirk*

[advantage_rude]

Yes, the one that was meant to sail before the Castle Oblivion incident.

-shrugs a little- It's not bad, more boring than anything.
...*raises eyebrow* Tell me, Miss Chere, when the child is born, do you suppose it will have a tail?

[ariablade]

Oh, that ship. Where exactly are you boys headed? Searching for some silly elusive Pearl, aren't you...?

Boring? I suppose it is, compared to the rough-and-tumble life of a Turk.
T-Tail?! ... What are you inferring, Rude?!

[advantage_rude]

Yes, apparently our Captain lost possession of his ship...and so we're out to retrieve it....on this ship. -____-;

-chuckles a little- Some days at the office are boring as well.
I don't know, Miss Chere. What were you inferring?

[captainsavvyftw]

The lights are... twinkling... and I hate them.

When I can... um... move, your bloody "partner" is so dead.

Tell Firsty that his secret stash of alcohol needs more bloody rum. This... *looks at bottle* wine is... crap.

((ooc: ...He's really, really drunk. >.>))

[advantage_rude]

*raises eyebrow*

Captain, you sound...completely wasted. What a suprise.

Crap? Noted.

Effective? Evidently.

[captainsavvyftw]

I do, eh? Well, I'm... not. Completely.

*reads other comments* Firsty's not much of a storyteller, eh? And what's he drinking? If it's rum, I'm commandeering it.

[advantage_rude]

Oh? Not completely? We can't be having that, now can we Captain?

No, it would appear not.

Probably. Perhaps you two should trade, Captain?