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Re:A Crown (RP from CK) - 2007/01/30 04:58
*(copy/pasted from CK RP forum)**
Merrowbone thunked loudly into the chair behind his desk. The old English oak was still sturdy, though dull and wormholed from having been submerged for Poseidon-knows how long. He looked around his quarters, and waved the door latches shut from across the room.
He reached down, thumbing the ward that locked the chest under the desk. The heavy lid hummed open, thanks to a borrowed bit of Master Corwin's lift frame spell that allowed the Tidedancer flight. Merrowbone reached inside, drawing out a bottle of the strange black rum Mokushi had "acquired" on one of her mysterious side-raids. He set the bottle on the table, and reached in again, this time finding nothing.
"Blast it all," he muttered, "always out of limes."
He set out his favorite goblet, made from the skull of a young merrow, and poured a downright foolish quantity of black rum into it. He lifted it to his lips, whispered homage to Poseidon, and drank deep.
With this, he doffed his tricorn, and thunked his head onto the table, not with the headiness of the spirits, but the heaviness of his soul. The Mordengaard raid had not gone well. Their forces had turned coat, and the destruction of the new naval yard in Talonfield had made it impossible for him to transport the undead troops he had risen from the River Talon. Even his own bo'sun had raised arms against the crew, choosing Slyddur's cause over Queen Linden's.
Now Jericho, the old salt, stuffed shirt though he was, was gone, leaving Merrowbone to run the Barony. A crew was one thing, even a whole navy, but politics... well...
And the crew.. Tatsumaki was off running again, despite his wounds and Mokushi's advice. Alexander had gone missing in the Mordengaard raid. Scorpian was gravely wounded. Even Rhonin had begun to lose his perpetual grin.
Her Majesty...
Merrowbone had never given much consideration to crowned heads before. To him, they were useful for pardons, letters of marque, and plunder. But somehow... Queen Linden... she was different.
He shook his head, found it suddenly, frighteningly clear of cobwebs, and poured more black rum to remedy that.
"Something's gone ill with ye, ye old tar," he mumbled to himself. "Yer goin' all loyal and sentimental."
At that, he heard the lock on his down click and turn. The door opened swiftly, and Mokushi darts in.
"What in bloody hell are ye doin' in me quarters all univited?"
"Don't need an invitation, Captain. I've got a key," she smiled. Even silent, a smile from a kitsune conveys the same effect as being laughed at.
"I never gave you a key... wait.. that's mine, isn't it, mate?"
"Well... was. Mine now."
"So why ARE you here?"
"Heard you were sober. Thus, you're confined to quarters until you cure that. Ship's surgeon's orders. You always end up hurting yourself when you're sober."
He knew better than to bother arguing. "Fine. I've I'm confined to my quarters, then I'll need company, savvy. Tell Jenny she's to report immediately."
Mokushi grinned. "Aye, Cap'n. Anything else?"
"Aye," he said, smiling wickedly. "Keel haul Styles."
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Captain Merrowbone Redrum
Captain of the Tidedancer
Lieutenant Commander Pheonix CKAN Reconnaisance Division
I may fall, but never fear, I will rise again
Red for the blood that spills, Black for the night, White for the honourable, Gold for the mighty.
For honour I fly. |
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