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[He's not supposed to be ashore. His captain was very adamant about that, very descriptive about the horrors that would await him upon his return if he put a single foot on dry land, most of them involving hot pokers and bilge water, but really, how can he be expected to stay on the ship? He's always told to stay on the ship. Everyone else is let off, to mingle with the local color, spend the nights in the tavern with all manner of willing wenches, flowing taps, and glittering coin, while he's expected to stay in his cabin, under the pretense that "someone needs to watch her".

It's unfair. That whole...mess the last place they put anchor was taken entirely out of context, it's completely unreasonable for him to be confined to quarters just because of a misunderstanding.

...Needless to say, Richie didn't listen, and now the pirate who couldn't seem to ever get any further up in the hierarchy than cabin boy is wandering around Barcaza unattended.

Oh dear.]

Date: 2012-03-19 12:43 am (UTC)
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[A slight figure, either unfilled out boy or athletic girl, leaps the alley gap overhead and scrambles over the rooftop. A copper coin and a cheap silver ring rain down from above as she loses her grip on a bit of her loot. Grumbling, Scarlet shimmies down a drainpipe after it.--and lands a few feet away from the wandering Richie.]

Date: 2012-03-19 03:08 am (UTC)
scarlet_discord: (ok what now?)
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Oh--well--yeah. [Awkward. She bends down to retrieve the copper and the ring, and her hat falls off, and close cropped ringlets go floof around her head.] Dammit.

But there aren't many stairs aboard a ship, and I need the practice.

Date: 2012-03-20 02:09 am (UTC)
scarlet_discord: (do not wannnt)
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[She hrmphs and puts her fists on her hips.]

Well, you're a fucking charmer, aren't you? Bad luck. I'm only bad luck if I want to be. I'm also good luck when I want to be too.

Date: 2012-03-20 01:45 pm (UTC)
scarlet_discord: (ok what now?)
From: [personal profile] scarlet_discord
[The street rat is aware of it, and one hand disappears inside of her sleeve, but she otherwise pretends not to have noticed.] That's fine. There are plenty of captains who won't, and I'll find myself one.

Date: 2012-03-20 11:00 pm (UTC)
scarlet_discord: (reddwanda)
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I'm...

[Her head sags slightly.

Not very good at it.

[Not since she pubed, anyway.]

So, uh, what do you do?

Date: 2012-03-23 06:03 pm (UTC)
scarlet_discord: (smile)
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That's capital. I do hope to make my home in the crows' nest of some ship that's a little less traditional. I have the eye for it, and I'm agile enough.

You know your way around?

Date: 2012-03-24 01:38 am (UTC)
scarlet_discord: (hmmm)
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That would be choice. Thanks. Well. There are two decent pubs in town. I like the Lash because I'm less likely to get pinched there.

And I know, I just...well...

[She hates binding the boobs. Because ouch.]

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Richie Gecko

It's a Dark Night

hot air hangs like a dead man
from a white oak tree
people sitting on porches
thinking how things used to be
dark night
dark night

the neighborhood was changing
strangers moving in
a new boy fell for a local girl
when she made eyes at him

she was young and pretty
no stranger to other men
but doors were being locked at night
old lines were drawn again

I thought things like that
didn't matter anymore
I thought all the blood
had been shed long ago

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