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Fangs sister (fangssister) | 3115 comments Here we go.

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Lynn (papergalaxies) | 2478 comments Great. Thanks for creating the thread by the way.

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Fangs sister (fangssister) | 3115 comments No problem.

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Lynn (papergalaxies) | 2478 comments I guess I should post the plot for future reference so:

The small seaside village of Farcross was once a lively and well off place. Lately however the villiage has become more run down and flooded with ruffians. The once steady flow of ships willing to buy and trade goods has greatly diminished with only the toughest or most desperate crews willing to visit the docks. In charge of one of said crews is guy A; a sometimes icy young captain who is very wise for his years. His crew is small, but dependable. Once a band of treasure hunters, they now deal in the art of buying and trading goods from different places, a main stocking point for them being Farcross. Their way of life is far from glamorous, but it's easy enough....that is untill the contents of one shipping crate changes everything.
Hidden away in a crate of textiles, they find a stow away: Girl A- an accident prone Farcross girl. For any other crew it wouldn't be that big of a deal, after all there would be plenty of ports to drop an unwanted guest, but for Guy A's crew it wouldn't be so simple. The crew is cursed, a result of unearthing a forbidden treasure three years ago: the emerald dagger. Anyone who steps on deck is doomed to a life at sea for those who step back on land are quick to meet their untimely fate.
How will the crew choose to handle this unexpected obstacle? What if they can find a way to finally break the curse.

Were there any ideas of your own that you want to work into it?
And for character sheets what level of detail do you prefer/want to use in creation?

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Fangs sister (fangssister) | 3115 comments I like what you have. As for character sheet, I usually do a pretty simple on, name and such and just reveal the rest as we go.

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Lynn (papergalaxies) | 2478 comments Okay great, that's what I prefer to do also.

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Fangs sister (fangssister) | 3115 comments Cool, I'll put mine up in a second.

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Lynn (papergalaxies) | 2478 comments Alright, I should have mine up soon too.

message 9: by Fangs sister (last edited Jul 19, 2018 03:37PM) (new)

Fangs sister (fangssister) | 3115 comments Name: London
Age: 25

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Lynn (papergalaxies) | 2478 comments Name: Lucinda (Lucy)
Age: 20

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Fangs sister (fangssister) | 3115 comments Cool, do want to start off first?

message 12: by Lynn (last edited Jul 19, 2018 04:31PM) (new)

Lynn (papergalaxies) | 2478 comments Sure thing

This is it, this is how I die. Lucy thought to herself. The crate she shared with cotton textiles and fine lace was stiffling hot and she could feel the oxygen beginning to dwindle. At the time, it had seemed like the perfect place to duck into and hide from the two henchmen tasked with retrieving her. Their employer had gotten fed up with waiting for her to repay the debt she owed and though all she currently had to her name was the threadbare clothes and worthless wooden pendant she wore now, he had been quite avid about getting his money way or another. The memory of his hand on her arm, lingering just too long sent a disgusted shiver down her spine. Even if death was in her fast approaching fate, it would be better than whatever he had planned. She had no idea how long she had been in the crate, nor did she know where exactly she was. She had felt it being moved earlier, but with no hole or cracks to peak out of there was no way to be certain of her location. She felt around the crate again, looking for weak points. Just as before when she had checked, she had no sucess. Whoever had sealed the crate shut shortly after she had climbed in had done an excellent job. She had been in a very wrong place at a very wrong time, which was basically a summary of her life throughout the last two years. She briefly entertained the idea of trying to bust out of the crate, but she knew the wood would be too thick and the extra exertion would only cause her to breath heavily and use up her air supply quicker. Besides, she had tried earlier with no prevail. Her only hope would be to make as much noise as possible and hope that someone would hear her and take action. Was she even in a place with people around? Lucy didn't know, but she had to at least try. She was starting to feel sleepy which wasn't a good sign.She began banging on the side of the crate, deperate now.

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Fangs sister (fangssister) | 3115 comments London was making his rounds on the ship. Making sure everything was running as smoothly as they always did. He trusted his men to make sure of that, and his second mate to keep it going. Things seemed just fine after he did his inspections, he made his way down below to where there cargo was being held. His men there respectfully nodded before going back to there own duties. He made his way back to the cargo and stopped in his tracks for a moment as he heard a banging noise. He got to the door, and stopped outside and immediately heard it again. He quickly kicked open the door, the two men seeing this suddenly following behind him.
"Find that noise!" He ordered them. They both nodded and started to go around the room. It didn't take long for them to find the source of the noise, the banging coming from a crate in the corner. It was also moving back and forth slightly. "Get it open." The one closest quickly went over and grabbed the crowbar, moving the other crates and sticking it into the one making noise. He looked up to London for confirmation, who quickly pulled his gun and trained it on the crate, he then nodded and the two men pried it open.

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Lynn (papergalaxies) | 2478 comments Lucy had been about ready to give up, her hands scraped up and most likely already bruising from the repetitive motion of slamming them into the rough wood that currently served as her prison, when she heard something from the outside of the crate. Is it?...Yes, people! she ceased her banging and listened as something was jammed into the seam of the crate and used to pry the nails that held it together loose. The rush of cool air that greeted her as the top of the crate was removed was a welcome relief. She quickly sat up, taking in a gasp of the newly introduced air. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust from the complete darkness that she had been in, but when they did she quickly realized that she was staring down the barrel of a gun. Her eyes widened and she stiffened, not daring to move a muscle. She could feel her heart pounding, threatening to break free from her chest. She had been so caught up with trying to avoid suffocation that she had forgotten to consider what may wait for her beyond the boundary of the crate.

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Fangs sister (fangssister) | 3115 comments London narrowed his eyes as the lid was taken off, and suddenly a girl popped up from the crate. He wasn't sure what he was really expecting, but she wasn't one of them. Of course surprised, but he wasn't going to let that get to him, when there was a clear stow away on his ship.
"Who are you?" he demanded coming a bit closer. "How did you even get in there?" He eyed her intently. He looked her over for a moment, she looked like she had been in there for awhile. He sighed and slightly lowered his gun. Honestly he wasn't really sure there was a point now. But his question still stood, as he put his gun back in the holster. "Answer me quickly!"

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Lynn (papergalaxies) | 2478 comments Lucy continued to sit there dumbly for a few seconds, unable to conjure her words in response to his first two questions. Her panic slightly lowered as she watched the mystery man before her holster his gun instead of keeping it pointed on her. Her panic quickly spiked again when he ordered her to answer his questions in a timely fashion. The last thing she wanted to do was agitate him further and give him reason to harm her. Her words came out in a rush, running together incoherently to an extent. "LucyimLucyimsorrythereweremenchasingmeandandIhadtohidebecauseIknewIcouldntoutrunthemandthenIgotsealedinhereIcouldntgetoutimsorryIdidntmeanto-" her rush of words stopped as she ran out of breath and couldn't continue further.

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Fangs sister (fangssister) | 3115 comments He lifted an eyebrow as he heard the waterfall of words come out of her. He put up his hands to try and calm her. Obviously she was in some sort of trouble. He could plainly see that on her face as she rapidly explained.
"Hey whoa try and calm down." He sighed and shook his head. "Lucy." He at least managed to understand that part. "Under normal circumstances I would have you thrown overboard for stowing away. "But my dear, I'm sorry you don't have that luxury, and neither do I. "For now you will be in the brig until I can decide what job to give you."

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Lynn (papergalaxies) | 2478 comments Thrown overboard. So she was on a ship. Lucy took a deep breath to calm herself down and took a quick glance at her surroundings. Though she had lived on the seaside for her entire life, she had never really spent time on a boat. While she had been busy taking in her new surroundings some of what he had been saying slipped past her but 'brig' and 'job' snapped her back to full attention. He was planning on keeping her here? She guessed it made sense to work off the new line of debt of sorts that she had gotten herself into. She thought back to her mother waiting for her at home and felt an argument starting to rise to mind. "But-" She cut herself off and bit her bottom lip to keep more from escaping into the open. She was in no position to be the least bit argumentative. She dropped her gaze to her lap, prepared for him to get angry with her over that one, challenging syllable. After all, everything that could go wrong had a tendancy to go wrong for her. After a few moments of silence she worked up the nerve to speak again, but still kept her gaze directed down, a sign of submission to show she didn't mean any trouble. ".....can I stand up and get out of this crate now?" She asked quietly. She didn't want to make any sudden moves without announcement that could possibly cause him alarm.

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Fangs sister (fangssister) | 3115 comments He looked at her curiously now, right now he didn't need to explain anything to her. She had stowed away after all, but he knew eventually he would have to tell her once he was sure. He sighed and waved for his two men still standing there to help her out of the crate. They nodded and grabbed her arms lifting her out and putting her feet on the ground.
"Okay here's the deal." He crossed his arms. "Since you did manage to get yourself into this mess, you are going to work yourself out. "Cleaning and helping where I tell you." She seemed like an innocent enough girl for now, he felt bad she was now forced into this worse situation.

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Lynn (papergalaxies) | 2478 comments At first Lucy was a little unsteady on her feet, her limbs stiff from being confined to the crate for so long. She was silent for a moment as complications came to mind. She was almost certain that when the ruffians had concluded they couldn't find her, they would take alternative means of revenge. Her mind immediately jumped to her mother and the small rundown bakery that they owned. To Lucy's credit she continued to hold her tounge and didn't argue with his orders, all things considered she figured it was more than a fair deal. With her luck it was a miracle that she hadn't been shot on sight. Instead she asked one simple question that she didn't really expect to be given an answer to. "How long?"

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Fangs sister (fangssister) | 3115 comments He watched her curiously for a moment. She of course didn't seem to happy about the situation, and he didn't blame her. But there was nothing he could do for her, and besides that he didn't even know how to get his own men out of this situation. He sort of froze as he heard what she asked. He knew eventually it would come up, but he had dreaded it, and now that it had he wasn't sure how to tell her. But he wasn't going to right then.
"Look this will go smoothly if you just do as I say." He decided to say instead. "My men will show you the supplies, so you can start scrubbing the deck."

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Lynn (papergalaxies) | 2478 comments Just as she had expected, no difinative answer. Lucy breathed a sigh but otherwise gave no indication that she was dissatisfied with what she had been given. "Alright." She said at last. It occurred to her that this was going all too well, or well for her standards anyway. For all she knew she could be working on board simply until they reached the next port where she could then be discreetly  sold off as a slave. It wasn't uncommon to face such double crossing, especially when it came to those who dared to venture into Farcross. It was of no use to worry about such things though as there was nothing that she could currently do to alter her immediate fate. Instead she just had to do her best with the hand she had been dealt, and right now that involved walking on eggshells to avoid getting herself killed.

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Fangs sister (fangssister) | 3115 comments He ran a hand down his face once she was led out of the room by his men. Another hand around here would be fine, for now he wasn't going to worry about her. She seemed compliant enough. He had way more important things to worry about, but he would still keep an eye on her. For now he had to go about his own duties, and make sure everything else was running smoothly, he just had to make sure the kitchen was on schedule and check there heading.

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Lynn (papergalaxies) | 2478 comments A few minutes later Lucy was equipped with a bucket of water and a rough scrubbing brush. Once up on deck she settled into a spot off towards the side to start. As she began to scrub the first board she could still feel the men who had escorted her to get the supplies watching her, probably making sure she wasn't going to try anything stupid. It made sense anyway, just as she had no reason to trust them, they had no reason to trust her. She sighed and tried to let her mind go blank as she scrubbed, but that proved to be a harder task than it seemed.

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Fangs sister (fangssister) | 3115 comments London had made his rounds and was now headed back up to the deck. He had made it so she would be helping his cook tomorrow, that would definitely keep her busy. He saw her scrubbing away in the corner, he made his way up to the helm and stood next to his first mate for a moment.
"Captain, what is your plan for her." James, his first asked him quietly. "What if she wants to leave? "What if she tries to escape?" London sighed at the questions, it was all things he had asked himself when he first saw her pop out of the crate.
"For now we keep an eye on her, keep her in the brig securely."

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Lynn (papergalaxies) | 2478 comments After scrubbing just a small area Lucy's hand was already beginning to throb. She figured that was mostly to blame on her time spent trying to escape the crate. It was nothing she couldn't handle though, so she continued along. After she had the first area around her clean she moved forward a bit to another area. In Farcross she had gained plenty of experience with scrubbing floors, so at least the task wasn't too foreign to her. Her mother had always insisted that the bakery they owned be as spotless as possible despite the fact it was a only couple wind gusts away from caving in completely.
The memory made the thought that she had been trying to avoid come to mind. Her Mother. What would she think when she didn't return home? She didn't want to think about it. She started scrubbing the spot she was currently working on harder, letting the ache it caused in her wrist drive the thought away.

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Fangs sister (fangssister) | 3115 comments London notice some of the men watching her curiously. They all seemed to be interested in who she was and how she got there. They seemed to ignore her after a few moments just going about there regular business, that is until one of them stopped beside her. And of course it was James, why did it have to be James. He took in a very deep breath and knew the secret wouldn't be so secret anymore.
"Don't suppose you could use some help." James knelt down beside her a smile on his face, but something else behind his eyes. "I have done this enough to figure out a few tricks."

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Lynn (papergalaxies) | 2478 comments She had been so focused on the task at hand that she hadn't realized someone had come up beside her. When he first spoke Lucy was sort of startled but quickly recovered. She glanced up momentarily to see who the voice belonged to but quickly redirected her line of sight down to the deck again. "....I'm sure you have more important things to attend to." Lucy murmured in reply. As far as she could tell he seemed nice enough, but she had learned over the years to not be so trusting right off and as a result was still kind of wary of him and this whole situation really. 

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Fangs sister (fangssister) | 3115 comments "I may." he shrugged. "But I don't think they matter, besides it's not like any of us are going anywhere anytime soon...." He was about to continue when London cut him off. He hadn't been able to get there in time.
"James!" London narrowed his eyes as he came over. "Get to your duties." He glared at him, his voice grave as he watched James quickly retreat away. At least he was still somewhat afraid of him.

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Lynn (papergalaxies) | 2478 comments Once again Lucy was startled, but this time she didn't recover so quickly. She fumbled with the cleaning brush a few seconds before getting back into her rhythm of scrubbing again. She held her breath, expecting to get in trouble herself for being a distraction. She wondered how long she could survive like this; afraid of making even a small mistake that could ultimately set off a chain reaction to result in her demise. From the sound of it, it seemed they still had quite a ways to go before they reached the ship's next destination. With her accident prone ways she figured it would be a stretch to even hope to go a week without causing some sort of problem that would cause the captain's tollerance to run out.

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Fangs sister (fangssister) | 3115 comments He watched her for a moment, glad she just seemed to be only paying attention to her assignment. Which was after all what he wanted to happen in the first place, he wasn't so sure it would hold for to much longer.
"Pay James no mind." He stated. "He will cause trouble anyway he can." After all this time, he still wished he had never allowed him to come aboard, but it was to late by now. "Anyhow, you seem to be doing quite well so far. "If you wish a break, I can show you to the kitchen."

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Lynn (papergalaxies) | 2478 comments It took Lucy a moment to realize that she was in fact not in any trouble this time. She slowly let out the breath she had been holding and relaxed slightly. "Duly noted." She said in reply to his suggestion to ignore James as she finished up with the section she had been working on.  "....a short break sounds lovely." She set the scrubbing brush aside and slowly stood up, careful to avoid the spot she had just finished with so she would have no chance of slipping.

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Fangs sister (fangssister) | 3115 comments He only nodded his head and turned to lead the way.
"So if you don't mind my asking." He turned to look over at her for a moment. "Who was it that you were running away from. "It mean you must have been desperate to try and last in a crate like that." He looked at her curiously. She was an enigma to him that was for sure.

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Lynn (papergalaxies) | 2478 comments "Desperate is certainly correct." Lucy sighed, thinking back to the events that had ultimately landed her here. "....Last winter I had to buy a couple barrels of flour and some sugar on credit after my family's bakery was ransacked." She recounted. "It had been such a hard season that I didn't have very many options to choose from, but without it my mom and I would of lost the only source of income we had. It helped us get through, but as it is we are still only barely making enough to survive off of. The original deal was to gradually pay off the debt as I could and until then the supplier could have all the baked goods he desired...." She paused for a moment to take a breath. As she continued on her tone of voice stayed very flat in contrast to the story she told. "I stopped in to make a small payment, but the game had changed. He wanted the rest of his money and I didn't have it....He didn't care, he was determined to get it one way or another. I had to run, and hiding in that crate was my best option." Lucy shrugged as if it was no big deal. As it was she felt fairly detatched from the situation right now. She figured it would catch up to her later, after she was well rested and didn't feel so run down from her misfortunes.

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Fangs sister (fangssister) | 3115 comments They stopped in front of the doorway to the kitchen, the entire he intently listened to her plight. He stood there for a moment contemplating everything she had said. She had been through it, and had continued to go through a lot. And now here she was stuck on a ship with strangers. He took in a very deep breath as he pushed open the door to the kitchen and walked inside. He felt guilty, and now he had to tell her some even more bad news. It was THE very least he could do, after all there was really nothing else he could do.
"Well, I am very sorry for what you have gone through." He started to fill a glass for her. "But I am...afraid you wont be able to return home to your mother any time soon." He turned and tentatively handed her the glass.

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Lynn (papergalaxies) | 2478 comments Once Lucy followed him into the kitchen she took a quick glance around at the new surroundings. She glanced back over in his direction as he started filling a glass. The next words out of his mouth made her stiffen slightly again.Just stay calm, don't just argue, try and negotiate. She stayed silent a moment, glancing down at the glass now in her hand before she glanced back up at him. "I know my unexpected arrival has caused you some grief, but can't we work something out in a more timely fashion? I'm a generally hard worker already, but I'll work twice as hard if you wish....I know I'm not in any place to make request, but please. I'll do anything." She couldn't imagine leaving her mother alone and in the dark about her wearabouts for an extended period of time. She had already been starting to feel quite perturbed with the setup as it was.

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Fangs sister (fangssister) | 3115 comments He could see the look on her face, trying to stay calm. But he could see in her eyes. He shook his head and leaned back against the side of the table. Wondering how he could possibly explain it to her. And even if she would understand.
"I wish it were as simple as that." He crossed his arms and looked down for a moment. He sighed and looked back up at her. "It's not that I wont, it's that I can't. "It's not possible to bring you home.... "Unfortunately none of us, me or my crew can go home." He decided to try and explain what was really happening.

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Lynn (papergalaxies) | 2478 comments "....not possible" Lucy echoed back, letting the words sink in. Even from her own mouth she felt they sounded silly. They were on a ship after all, it could surely venture anywhere that was desired. "I'm sorry, but I don't understand." She had the good sense to set the glass she was holding down on the table before she ended up dropping it. By this point she had noticed his uneasy looking body language; the crossed arms, the occasional glance to the ground. There was something that she was clearly  missing, something that was preventing her from connecting all the dots together.

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Fangs sister (fangssister) | 3115 comments He guessed he would have to tell her the story.
"About three years ago, I made the biggest mistake of my life." He admitted, never having said that to anyone out loud. He sighed thinking back to that day. "I used to be a treasure hunter, finding valuable, and sometimes rare items anywhere I could. "We caught wind of a very ancient treasure, that I was sure would bring nothing but wealth. "But in fact it was the opposite, once it was pulled from the ground it practically cursed my ship, and anyone on board. "If you leave, you will most certainly die."

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Lynn (papergalaxies) | 2478 comments Lucy listened to his explanation attentively. It took a long moment for her to really process everything that he said. At first she was prepared to ask if this was some sort of joke, but as she thought back to earlier- the short conversation with James, what had been said when she had first been found in the crate- some details became glaringly eerie. She placed her hands on the table to steady herself as she felt she had just had a load of bricks dropped on her. "...of all the ships." She muttered under her breath. I knew things were going too well. Nothing ever goes right, why would it start now? Her thoughts began coming in relentless rushes. "I need some air." She suddenly stated, pushing herself off from the table she had begun to lean on. She headed to the door, not planning to wait around for a word of permission.

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Fangs sister (fangssister) | 3115 comments He went to stop her, but decided better of it. He had just told her a lot, and he guessed it would be better to let her process all of it herself. He knew the crew still partially blamed him for all of this, but they were all to afraid to say anything about it. His hope was that they could figure out how to lift the curse, but for now it didn't seem likely and he just wanted to make sure his crew was safe from any more...complications.

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Lynn (papergalaxies) | 2478 comments Once back on deck Lucy began pacing a small area, her thoughts still hitting her in a jumble. It was a lot to take in, to know that she would be stuck on this ship to never return home. She suddenly became aware of her pacing and forced herself to still. She stopped at the railing and looked out over the water, taking in a deep breath. Right now the view almost seemed tranquil. She wondered how long it would be before it shifted to feeling desolate instead. Finally Lucy's thoughts began to settle again and she began to feel slightly less overwhelmed.

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Fangs sister (fangssister) | 3115 comments London sat there for a moment longer before he pushed himself up and made his way back up deck. He glanced around a second before he saw her and slowly made his way over, he leaned over the rail a bit looking over the water.
"I grew up on the water." He said after a moment. "Things always seemed easier when I was sailing..." He shook his head and looked over to her. "I know this is beyond difficult for you, being pulled into this madness. "I apologize for that."

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Lynn (papergalaxies) | 2478 comments Lucy breathed a sigh, still looking out over the water. "...No need to apologize, it's no fault of your's" She figured there was little place for any sort of hard feelings. What was done was done and there could be no going back, only moving forward. Of course that didn't ease her mind of her other worries much. "....I don't think that I would mind so much" She thought aloud, "if I didn't have someone else to worry about leaving behind."

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Fangs sister (fangssister) | 3115 comments "Your mother...." He said quietly sort of to himself. He nodded his head thoughtfully for a moment, before turning around and leaning back against the rail. "There may be a possibility of getting a message to her, just to let her know you are safe." If nothing else that would hopefully give her some peace of mind.

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Lynn (papergalaxies) | 2478 comments Lucy perked up slightly at the mention of a message. It wouldn't exactly solve everything, but at least then her mother wouldn't believe her to be dead. "If that could be arranged somehow, it would be greatly appreciated." Lucy said in reply, turning slightly away from the railing to face him. She guessed that in a way she had actually been quite lucky. Had she of found herself on any other ship departing Farcross she was certain such a nicety wouldn't even of been mentioned, infact she doubted she would of even continued breathing long enough for thought of her mother to even cross her mind.
It was sort of puzzling to her, how this captain was sailing with a curse overhead and still managing to seem human ,while others who sailed the same waters with no such curse to ail them, at least as far as she knew, acted so animalistic.
"You know, I still don't know your name...and since I'm not going anywhere anytime soon, it would probably be a good thing to learn..."

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Fangs sister (fangssister) | 3115 comments In the time he had been captain, he had run into so many things and seen his share of terrible as well. Being captain was a difficult job, but being a good one was even harder. It had proved useful to be hard and nonfeeling on more then a few occasions, but if he could help it there was no need for it. His crew already knew the things he was capable of, and they knew not to cross him.
"London." He told her, and put his hand out to shake her hand. "It's nice to meet you."

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Lynn (papergalaxies) | 2478 comments Lucy managed a small smile and shook his hand. "Nice to meet you as well." She let her hand drop back to her side. She couldn't say she was a big fan of the circumstances behind their introduction, but that was aside from the point. She suddenly remembered that she still had a task to finish and figured London had about fifty more things to attend to. "...Well, I should get back to scrubbing. It's not going to get done just standing around."

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Fangs sister (fangssister) | 3115 comments "You know if you don't feel like scrubbing, then maybe you could help out in the kitchen." He said after a moment. He felt giving her a task like cleaning was a bit unfair, given what was happening. And since she said she worked in a bakery of some form, maybe she would do better there. Something more suited to her, if in fact she was going to be there for awhile it was best he put her somewhere she was more comfortable.

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Lynn (papergalaxies) | 2478 comments Lucy thought it over for a moment. "That would be preferable." She admitted. "...but I'd like to finish what I have already started first if that is alright." She didn't like leaving things half done, it felt like giving up. Besides, she was hoping that the more labor intensive task would tire her out more so she would actually sleep later and have less of a chance of being kept awake by her thoughts. The less time she had to think about the current situation, the better.

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