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05-09-2006, 01:21 PM | #461 |
Halfelven Daughter of the Dunedain, President of Entmoot
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Rana: *watching IB return below* I gotta remember we have two Bobs*
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05-12-2006, 01:30 AM | #462 |
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Sava: Hmmm, RumChai?
*experiments* oh, BABY!!!! *passes around the RumChai*
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. I should be doing the laundry, but this is MUCH more fun! Ñá ë?* óú éä ïöü Öñ É Þ ð ß ® ç å ™ æ ♪ ?* "How lovely are Thy dwelling places, O Lord of hosts! ... For a day in Thy courts is better than a thousand outside." (from Psalm 84) * * * God rocks! Entmoot : Veni, vidi, velcro - I came, I saw, I got hooked! Ego numquam pronunciare mendacium, sed ego sum homo indomitus! Run the earth and watch the sky ... Auta i lómë! Aurë entuluva! |
05-12-2006, 01:21 PM | #463 |
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*Rana takes a sip*
WOW! You'll like this, Eresse. *grins*
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05-14-2006, 08:03 PM | #464 |
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Eresse was intrigued, so she took a sip of the RumChai. She smiled broadly. "This is bloody brilliant."
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05-15-2006, 10:39 PM | #465 |
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Sava: RumChai, RumChai, yessirree! RumChai, RumChai, is for me!
*loud groans and threats of throwing Sava overboard* Sava: Whoops, time to make some more!
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. I should be doing the laundry, but this is MUCH more fun! Ñá ë?* óú éä ïöü Öñ É Þ ð ß ® ç å ™ æ ♪ ?* "How lovely are Thy dwelling places, O Lord of hosts! ... For a day in Thy courts is better than a thousand outside." (from Psalm 84) * * * God rocks! Entmoot : Veni, vidi, velcro - I came, I saw, I got hooked! Ego numquam pronunciare mendacium, sed ego sum homo indomitus! Run the earth and watch the sky ... Auta i lómë! Aurë entuluva! |
05-16-2006, 03:19 AM | #466 |
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Eärniel: *slurring words* Two Bobz? Then why am I seein' four?
Sicirus: That's because you've had enough. Eärniel: Enough? Naaah, it can't be. I haven't even started to zing that song that makez you and the captain so embarrassed. Rana: Which song? Eärniel: *tries to stand* Well, the one that starts li- Xen: Oh no, you don't! *Eärniel is quickly carted off to her cabin.*
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05-22-2006, 11:42 PM | #467 |
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Eresse woke up early in the morning and found herself in Sharkbait's arms. Oops, she thought. Guess I did have a bit more to drink than I should have. She collected her clothes, dressed and tiptoed out of the storage room.
With any luck, he wouldn't remember last night even though she did. In explicit detail. Some of it probably was dreamed up because not even she was that flexible.
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05-23-2006, 01:13 PM | #468 |
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Rana yawned and streched. Looking at the sun she saw it was early morning.
"What a party," she said to herself as she glanced around at the passed out drunks and empty bottles. Rana stood as Eresse was leaving the storage room. "So that's were you disappeared to" she said with a smile.
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05-23-2006, 02:05 PM | #469 |
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Sharkbait woke up as soon as Eresse shut the door to the storage room. He stood up a little to quickly and almost passed out. When he came to he realized he wasn't clothed. He searched the room and found his stuff but his pants seemed smaller today.
Sharhbait: These aren't my pants. *smiling* What a party. It's great to be free. He opened the door and Rana was standing there with a smile on her face. Rana: Have a good time did ya? Nice pants. Sharkabait: Yeah, I don't remember much. Where's that Chai girl at? I need a drink of something other than rum. Hey, did you happen to see who came out that room before me? Rana just smiled.
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05-23-2006, 07:12 PM | #470 |
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Eresse hung upside down, high up in the masts. She whistled absently and tried to decide if she should approach Sharkbait directly about getting her pants back or steal them and up the suspense.
Choices, choices.
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05-24-2006, 03:44 AM | #471 |
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Xen: *with a bag of ice against her head* Hmm, this complicates things...
Eärniel: What does? Xen: Crew walking around in other crewmember's pants. Eärniel: *smirks* Oh yes, a real recipe for disaster, that one. Especially on laundry day. Xen: I said complication, not disaster, although that may yet follow as well. We'll need a distraction. Eärniel: What you had in mind? Xen: Takes us back to the trade routes. We've spent enough time in the middle of nowhere.
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05-25-2006, 04:38 PM | #472 |
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*Sava blinked up at the white fluffy cloud above her. The cloud slowly came into focus ... *
Sava: That's not a cloud, it's a sail! Where am I? And more important - where's my Chai machine? *Sava realizes just in time she's high up on the riggings* Sava: Eep!! *climbs down in a somewhat wobbly manner* Sava: Whew, I need something to kick-start me this mornin' - maybe all that RumChai wasn't quite such a good idea as it seemed to be ... *brews up some extra-strength non-rummy Chai with extra shots of caffeine* Sava: Chai, anyone?
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. I should be doing the laundry, but this is MUCH more fun! Ñá ë?* óú éä ïöü Öñ É Þ ð ß ® ç å ™ æ ♪ ?* "How lovely are Thy dwelling places, O Lord of hosts! ... For a day in Thy courts is better than a thousand outside." (from Psalm 84) * * * God rocks! Entmoot : Veni, vidi, velcro - I came, I saw, I got hooked! Ego numquam pronunciare mendacium, sed ego sum homo indomitus! Run the earth and watch the sky ... Auta i lómë! Aurë entuluva! |
05-25-2006, 07:00 PM | #473 |
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*Bob (the figmant, not the vampire) sat up from the patch of deck where she had been kicked.*
Bob: I'd peet a cuppa the milky chai. Good morrow, my brothers. My, but the sky is as clear as an unmuddied lake. |
05-26-2006, 05:02 PM | #474 |
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Eresse hopped off her precarious perch and smiled around at everyone. "Anyone see where the rum got to? A little sip in the morning gets me going."
There was a chorus of groans from those suffering from hangovers. Sharkbait eyed her pants. "Those look familiar," he mumbled.
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05-26-2006, 05:18 PM | #475 |
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OOC: A joint venture.
Earniel went down below to see if the two vaguely seniorish crewmembers were awake and able. Koroush and Flannery hadn't been at the drinking so far as she could remember. On the way down she was accosted by one of the new ones, searching for a chai machine. Sava: *nursing another hangover* Erg, mornin. Any idea where the Chai machine is? Earniel: *Looking for new bag of ice* Not again! Sava: No, no, regular chai. Daytime acrobatics in the rigging while drunk doesnt suit me. *The two were going the same way, mainly to the galley, when they passed the surgery room. All hangovers were forgotten.* IBF: *From behind the door* I think I overdosed on sausage last night, I'm sorry, I hope you weren't too uncomfortable? Kor: *groan from behind the door* Urmph... *a thump could be heard* T'wasnt just you who o'ded. A merry time indeed, we ought to drink more together. IBF: Well you know, it's terribly difficult for me to get enough to drink usually. Most accessible meat is so... dry. Kor: *chuckles* An I might be able to help you with that? If there is one thing I am not, its dry. IBF: No, spicy might be a better adjective. I do like spicy sausage. Kor: You have fine taste my friend. It's the eastern blood in me, what can i say? IBF: No need to say anything. It's a nice change, I must admit I've only had Italian before. Kor: Italian you say? Eh, not that high quality. But you really need to find time to enjoy the more sophisticated tastes. IBF: Yeah, you showed me, thanks for the sample. *At this the two behind the door heard two loud WHUMPS* Kor...*Looks at door* Did something just fall? *Flannery gets up from his stool at the table and opens the door. He finds the two fallen shipmates out in a swoon.* IBF: Women these days, just dont appreciate sausages anymore. *Behind him on the table one could see many plates, and an open chest that belonged to Kor, that contained many of his favorite foodstuffs that he brought aboard. Sausages Included.*
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05-27-2006, 05:37 AM | #476 |
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*A while later*
Eärniel: *sporting a bandage around the head* Ah, Rana. The captain has a job for you. Rana: What's with the bandage? Walked into something yesterday while drinking? Eärniel: Actually, no. An ambiguous conversation gave me this this morning. Rana: First deadly accents, now violent conversations, is there anything not dangerous on this ship? Eärniel: Not much, but then again, that is to be expected. Rana: Why? Eärniel: *spreads hand briefly like she's stating the obvious* This is the Nal. Rana: *raises eyebrow* I see, now what was that job the captain had? Eärniel: You are the new helmswoman, remember? *unrolls map* We are here, *points on map* the captain wants to go here.*points again* And this is where you come in.
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05-27-2006, 10:35 AM | #477 |
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Rana: I'm on it.
Eärniel: Your hangover won't get in the way will it? Rana: Hangover? I didn't drink that much! *Grabs the helm* Ready when you are. *Smiles*
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05-30-2006, 01:08 PM | #478 |
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Eärniel: No hang-over? Then you're one of the lucky few. Anyway, I've laid out the course and the bearings on this map, here. *hands over map* Holler if you run into any problems. If not, the captain will relieve you in a while at noon. Now I'll go and see if I can get crew up the mast.
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05-30-2006, 04:09 PM | #479 |
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Rana: *saluting* Aye-yi, uh... Oh nevermind. *Looks at map and set course*
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06-02-2006, 04:58 PM | #480 |
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While setting the course, Rana glanced over her shoulder and spotted Eresse leaning disturbingly close.
"Holy RumChai!" she shouted. "Where?" Eresse asked, keenly interested. "Oh, never you mind. Just don't sneak up on me." "I wasn't sneaking," Eresse corrected. "I simply appeared. There's a difference." "Then don't just appear," Rana snapped. "Okay." Eresse disappeared. "That's not much better," Rana groaned.
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