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~sighs and looks to Petee. Swan runs down to the galley for coffee and a few other anti-hangover things.~ Here Petee...eat these. ~she hands him 3 green olives.~ Drink this back ~a glass of clear liquid water, sugar, and salt~ And here's some coffee. The sugar, and salt will set you right as will the good brew.
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Aye Siren, unfortunate it is I could have done well with a bon-fire and swim. You asked after the master gunner, he lies dozing there on the floor under the mast. ~Swan points over to Petee~ I've not met the captain yet myself, but I can direct you to Sir William for the master at arms.
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~puts the four bottles down and opens one up filling his mug. She sits on the floor and looks up at him.~ So...tell me about ye'rself since thats what tonight's leave was for, ta get to know each other.
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Well then Wil, since Mr. Lasseter seems to be deliberaiting over our leave...would you sit and drink up with me?
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A pleasure wil...or do ye preffer Mr. Firethorn? ~she looks up at Mr. Lasseter for his permission.~
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Come on with us then darlin'. Only seems fittin' two men two ladies. I'm Swan by the way. ~shes got 4 bottles of rum with her in her arms so can not shake hands~
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~swan thinking back a bit~ Aye...Master diego gave us 2 days leave and he himself was planning to go to the Kate's for his meal. Which means sir we are free for the evening. ~Barring no further objection or argument bows to Jack and Siren to continue on~
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Aye, lets go...a moon lit swim sounds brilliant. I'm grabbin the rum ~she takes two bottles in each hand.~ That should do us good. ~stops dead in tracks~ Sir, we've been given two nights leave, with respect sir.
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I'm all for the beach bon-fires and rum and mischief with the surf just beyond...good times
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~winks at Jack.~ Aye, I catch ye'er meanin' luv. ~bows slightly to Siren~ Lead the way m'dear.
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here ya go Jack. ~tips the bottle into his tankard~ Siren...what say you ta takin' jack with us for some mischief?
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Aye, always up for a bit of mischief.
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~looks up at Siren~ Too bad we're the only too wakeful and still some how sobber. We'll be off soon enough, I reckon. ~looking at the munkey swan grins.~ He's lovely, sir.
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~takes the bottle back with a polite nod then looks down at Petee with a grin, thinking what a first imprssion this'll make. She chuckles and sips from her own bottle again.~
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~swan reaches for the bottle of rum she's been pouring drinks from, and offers it up between Diego and Siren. She then takes the bottle she's been drinking from raises it in welcome and sips it back~
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Never forget you Jack, m'love. Oh Petee, sory mate. ~sits back behind him givin' him something to lean on again.~ Rum was in an' the wit was out there luv. ~looking up to see Captain Siren ~ welcome aboard I'd be right proud to give archery lessons to all wants to learn.
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Aye, I'll go since I've got me legs about me. ~she stands and heads off to the galley~ Oi christine come on up and join us for rum and a party
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~scoots acrossed the floor to petee, fills his tankard and helps him sit up~ Easy mate ~she sits behind him giving him something to lean on~
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Aye...your master gunman, have at it. then singin' dancin' and well I can't say for meself but I'm sure the gents on the crew could do with some wenching
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~swan nods quietly raising her bottle to Pettee then sipping it.~ As much as I also hates losing good mates, I also hate sad bloody parties.
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~opens the crate and pulls bottles out filling up tankards and sits on the rail quietly sipping rum~
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~nods and hoists a crate up carrying with out trouble up to the decks just into to hear Jack giving his resignation~ Nah, c'mon we can't have all our crew leavin' 'specially now.
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~she moves bellow decks and to the hold she pushes out one large crate of ale and one of rum. She looks up at Petee~ Thanks for the helpin' hand luv. Think the two should hold us for an hour or two?
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~fills it up.~ I'm gonna be needin' another bottle. Any one want ta help me drag a crate 'er two up? ~hops up after topping off tankards and swigging back a sip and walks below decks to the liquor stores.~
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~leans over and hands Diego a filled tankard~ A shame and a blessin' that she found out early, but we'll miss her just the same. Drink up the nights still young and I'm still sobber. At least we can drown our woes in our cups eh?