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Post by Raleigh Roberts on Dec 30, 2006 19:34:31 GMT -5
Raliegh stared rather apathetically around the bar in the Singapore. Woman were plastering themselves to various men-a few had even tried to move in on Rae. Oh the downfalls of being a man... She thought, annoyed.
She lifted up her glass lathargically, her head resting on her hand as she leaned against the bar. "Cheers to being bored." She mumbled, downing the remains of what was in her mug. She let out another sigh, slumping down on the counter of the bar. "Aye me.. so bored..." She mumbled again.
(this is for me and Haru, I didn't have room in the title)
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Post by Aram X. Skept on Jan 3, 2007 19:41:51 GMT -5
"Me have no idea how ye can sit down at a place like this," Aram said, as he sat himself down at the stool next to Rae. Both of his hands were covered in white gloves and his hair was pulled back into a poneytail that rested along his back. The blue hat that was aligned with buttons of a golden color, complementing the long jacket that was worn over the white long sleeve and black worn pants.
"Thilthy this place is," he noted as he stared at the white glove of his that brushed the counter of the bar, now covered in alchohal and other unrecanizable substances, he was thankful that he wore a glove. "Give me some white whine." Aram had made a small order of something that wasn't near rum, but he had a flavor for whine over the pirate's favorite beverage.
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Post by Raleigh Roberts on Jan 3, 2007 20:02:12 GMT -5
Rae smirked. "Aye... let us just say I don' like a womans company sometimes..." She said, trailing off absent mindedly. She motioned for the bar tender to fill her cup again, which he did so quickly.
Her matted hair bounced back slightly as she took a sip, then fall back to it's original position around her slim shoulders once she set it down. "And how about you? You're alone as well." She said, snickering quietly to herself. "I guess you and me just ain't fit for bars like this." She mumbled softly.
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Post by Aram X. Skept on Jan 3, 2007 21:10:48 GMT -5
Aram got his order of the creme colored whine, in a clean glass cup--cleaner than the counter. His fingers lifted the glass from under the cup part of the liquid carrier. Bringing it up to his lips, he took a sip of the dry wine. Aram merely smiled at the comment that Raleigh made, and took another sip of the whine.
"Prefer not to visit thilthy places as such," his voice seemed disguisted by his surroundings. His eyes finally scrolled over to see Rae, as he saw 'him' as a suspicious figure. "Though it may be obvious why you don't prefer the woman." Aram made a pause as he took the final sip from the glass, leaving it empty and refusing to get more. He glanced back to his glass that sat empty on the counter, his own reflection was visable.
Pulling open his jacket, Aram reached into the chest pocket, pulling out his journal. Such a horrid place to set it down.. I'll just use my knee, he noted as he did so. He began scribbling some things down that would keep to himself.
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Post by Raleigh Roberts on Jan 4, 2007 18:51:15 GMT -5
Rae chuckled softly. "Aye, I suppose. But don't say it so loud, people may start talking." She said softly, laughing softly. Swiftly, she drank up the remains of what was in her cup and turned to Aram.
"What do you say? Lets get away from here before something bad happens. It's getting a little stuffy anyway." She explained, a thin smile crawling across her lips. "Or, would you prefer to stay here and drink dry whine?"
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Post by Aram X. Skept on Jan 4, 2007 19:05:24 GMT -5
Aram, chugging down the last couple sips of his wine, place his glass on the counter. Looking towards one of his many crewmates, Aram opened his mouth, "What wine?" The pirate replied as he began making his way to the door with a grin that he usually wore.
So.. 'Rae' actually thinks I got it figured out.. guess there are others too. Should spoil her surprise, Aram thought. His hand pushed the pub's door open as he made his way out into the open. There were some drunks near the building, but after all, this was a pub--Though it wasn't Singappore.
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Post by Raleigh Roberts on Jan 4, 2007 19:09:10 GMT -5
Rae followed, ignoring her crewmates. "So, where do you want to go?" She asked, brushing her hair behind her shoulder absently. Aram wouldn't tell... would her? Probably not.... but... I should be on gaurd... She mumbled in her mind.
She glanced over to one of the drunk men leaning against the side of the building. Disgusting... She thought to herself. She had made it a point to resist becoming drunk, lest she reveal her true nature when she wasn't thinking clearly. Doing so, she had built up quite a resistance to alchohols affect, and frowned upon those who gave in so easily. "I ask you again..." She continued after awhile of silence. "Where to?"
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Post by Aram X. Skept on Jan 4, 2007 21:50:38 GMT -5
Glancing around with his deep sand colored eyes, Aram scanned the surrounding area. Few drunks, a harbour, some houses, and shops/buildings. Turning back to Raleigh, Aram could only think of one thing: Fun.
"Would ye care to steal stuff?" Aram's blood had the same feeling that his mother got when she was around buildings when she knew there was something valuble inside. Even though she was mostly a thief and he was a pirate, they still got that blood bond between them. Where would we start? ..And it would be quite interesting to hide our.. newly found belongings when me have no idea when we would leave..
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Post by Raleigh Roberts on Jan 4, 2007 23:43:00 GMT -5
Rae chuckled. "That sounds fun, just don't tell the captain. She may want a share in our items..." She laughed again, eyeing Aram. Her eyes met with his, as they were the same height-- though in Aram's odd boots he had a bit of a leverage.
"Do you know what good store to steal from by any chance? Then we should figure.. where would we hide such goods?" She asked him-not wanting to get into something that could cost her her position on the Bolt. I hope we steal something... shiny.... yeah. Shiny...
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Post by Aram X. Skept on Jan 5, 2007 18:14:15 GMT -5
Aram slowly turned around with his arms spread out like wings that made him look like he was a model. "Take ye's pick," he told her with a grin. If this were Tortuga, things would be too easy to steal, but places like this.. well, that was another story. Call it: 'Flavor'.
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But there would be many shops here in this town of Singapore. Jewelry, beverages, clothing--not the greatest.. but yes, nice amount of shops down these streets. Aram looked down the road as he saw a flashback of himself running down the street with the weapons of silver and gold. How young he was, and a poor pirate he was then compared to now. Has it really been ten years since his first day he had stepped out onto the deck of a pirate ship? The years have passed.
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Post by Raleigh Roberts on Jan 14, 2007 23:00:06 GMT -5
Rae glanced around, somewhat nervous. "Urm.. well.. that one!" She said, pointing to one of the random shops along one of the streets. She read the sign, slowly. "Mrs. Bonivan's bakery.. oh..." She paused, sheepishly, realizing that she hadn't pointed to exactly the most valuable of shops.
"um, you pick a different one. It's been awhile since I've stolen anything worth while..." To many days out at sea perhaps. I'm out of practice...
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