Tsunami Kate

[William Brand]

Aye.

[Tudor MercWench Smith]

What have I missed *sees bowl of Ciaran's concotion* Mmmm, What are the rest of you having?

[Tudor MercWench Smith]

Well, I made up some lunch for whoever wants;

and maybe if ye all ask nicely, I'll share some of this;

Ahhh - god bless Turkey Hill, the only good thing to come out of this god forsaken county!

[pyratbabe]

oooooooh, lunch.

Thanks Mercenary wench!

xoxoxoxo

[Cpt Sophia M Eisley]

*Walks in slowly to this unfamiliar, yet inviting establishment, sitting at a table near the front. Nods to the fellow patrons in respect.*

This is quite a feast for the eyes...*sniffs* and the other senses it seems. My compliments to the owner. Does anyone have a recommendation to satiate my thirst?

[William Brand]

Guinness is the most popular drink...but...I recommend a good strong rum to start with.

[Cpt Sophia M Eisley]

Why thank ye sir. I think I will start off with a rum, and maybe have a Guiness to chase it down, and chase my neck ache away. *winces*

[William Brand]

Why thank ye sir. I think I will start off with a rum, and maybe have a Guiness to chase it down, and chase my neck ache away. *winces*

Neck ache...?

Say it loud enough and every scoundrel here will offer to help fix that.

[Cpt Sophia M Eisley]

Oh yeah?

*prepares to yell*

*snickers...sips my rum*

So...I read the story of Tsunami Kate...you've put alot of sweat and elbow grease into 'er. I'm impressed!

What sort of merriment can a lass hope to partake in in 'ere?

[CaptainCiaran]

Ciaran comes in after another one of 'those kinda days'. Mumblin' aloud,

"Found out that I will probably have to have surgery on me neck. Me MRI earlier this week indicates bone spurs which are what be causin' me arm and fingers to 'go to sleep', tingle, go numb and all the other symptoms I've mentioned at various times. Am scheduled to see a neurosurgeon on August 15th".

Goes into the kitchen for the next hour and bangs pots and pans loudly, cusses like....well like a pirate. Bangs metal utensils on pots and pans. Opens and slams oven door repeatedly. Swears.

Re-emerges in an hour, calm, collected -- the dignified pirate he always is -- and is carrying.......

Places it on bar, pours himself a large Baileys on the Rocks, sits down, pulls fork out of his coat pocket and dives in.

Mmmmmmmm.

[William Brand]

Oh yeah?

*prepares to yell*

*snickers...sips my rum* 

So...I read the story of Tsunami Kate...you've put alot of sweat and elbow grease into 'er.  I'm impressed!

What sort of merriment can a lass hope to partake in in 'ere?

At the Tsunami or the Pub in general?

The Kate occasionally has improptu dances and music. We had a belly dance festival break out once. We occasionally have a fiddler.

As for the rest of the pub? We've had Mud wrestling, dancing, drinking, shooting, skinny-dipping, horse back riding, sailing, archery, poetry, etc.

If you can't find it here, well, you you haven't had enough to drink.

[William Brand]

Ciaran comes in after another one of 'those kinda days'. Mumblin' aloud,

"Found out that I will probably have to have surgery on me neck. Me MRI earlier this week indicates bone spurs which are what be causin' me arm and fingers to 'go to sleep', tingle, go numb and all the other symptoms I've mentioned at various times. Am scheduled to see a neurosurgeon on August 15th".

Well...on the bright side...

Oh hell, there is no bright side. We need a drink and a chance to forget all of this.

[Gentleman Jeff]

I hope everything turns out well for you, Ciaran...

[CaptainCiaran]

I hope everything turns out well for you, Ciaran

Thank ye, Gentleman Jeff. I shall know more when I meet with the surgeon on the 15th, and will keep folks posted here.

But fer now, I agree most wholeheartedly with William...

Oh hell, there is no bright side. We need a drink and a chance to forget all of this.

I'll be havin' a double Cape Cod this mornin'.

[Tudor MercWench Smith]

*runs over and gingerly hugs Ciaran, as not to damage him more* Poor thing!

[CaptainCiaran]

(hugs Mercenary)

Aw, thanks, love. I'll be fine and if I do have to have surgery, I am told that the relief afterwards (removal of the pain and numbness) will be instant and great.

Here, let's start our weekend drinkin' NOW! What'll ye have?

[Tudor MercWench Smith]

then we can compare scars!!! *starts bouncing up and down in her seat in excitement* Oww! Bad Idea! What I would do for a shoulder massage right now!

[Cpt Sophia M Eisley]

Oh yeah?

*prepares to yell*

*snickers...sips my rum* 

So...I read the story of Tsunami Kate...you've put alot of sweat and elbow grease into 'er.  I'm impressed!

What sort of merriment can a lass hope to partake in in 'ere?

At the Tsunami or the Pub in general?

The Kate occasionally has improptu dances and music. We had a belly dance festival break out once. We occasionally have a fiddler.

As for the rest of the pub? We've had Mud wrestling, dancing, drinking, shooting, skinny-dipping, horse back riding, sailing, archery, poetry, etc.

If you can't find it here, well, you you haven't had enough to drink.

*chokes on the rum*

I was referrin' to The Tsunami, but it sounds as if ye be having more than a good share a fun here and at the Pub.

Well...here's to hopin' I catch a little of it. At the moment tho, me glasses sit partly full. Might I have another Guiness, sir? Any more than that, and I'll have to loosen the bodice.

Ciaran - I don't know ye, but I will be thinking "happy thots" if'n when you go into surgery. I'm sure ye'll be feelin' good as new soon after.

[CaptainCiaran]

Ciaran - I don't know ye, but I will be thinking "happy thots" if'n when you go into surgery. I'm sure ye'll be feelin' good as new soon after.

Thank ye, Sophia.

(hands her another Guiness) Sante!

[Cpt Sophia M Eisley]

Thank you sir! *raises my glass and smiles*

As MercenaryWench said, you may have an impressive scar to compare with others in the crew afterwards. I'd be one of the bunch...I consider the couple I have to be badges that says I've lived.

*swigs*

[Dorian Lasseter]

::strolls in, nods to Ciaran and Merc...::

How goes this eve? Might I have a Drambuie ta start th' eve?

::Sees a new face in the Kate::

Evenin' Lass...

[William Brand]

Bring on the belly dancers!!

[Dorian Lasseter]

AYe William!!!!

Aaaiiieeeee!!!

[William Brand]

OPAH!!

[Cpt Sophia M Eisley]

*nods to Dorian*

Good evenin to yeh sir.

*grins, enjoying the amusement of the men watching the bellydancers*