Thoughts And Philosophies

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After they dumped the meat in the hold of the Mug 'O War, they went back to the town and entered the pub. Shirlea sat on a stool, not noticing the many eyes that were all goggling at her. Seph only growled slightly and sat beside her. He hoped nobody would start.

"So, how are we getting a crew?" She asked before ordering a pint of beer to Seph's suprise.
"Dunno, we could jus-" Seph was going to finish, but a large, fat pirate rest his greasy elbow beside Shirlea and put on his best cute look, which wasn't very cute.

"Hey Angel-cakes, what'cha doin' 'ere?" He asked in a low tone, the whole pub had gone silent. Obviously somebody had put him up to it.
"Drinking." Shirlea replied easily and swigged a large gulp from her pint that was just set infront of her. Seph could tell how this was going to end a mile away.
"Oh, really? Well, are ye' sure nothin' else, because ye look kinda' lonely love." Shirlea twitched, she hated being called "love." Seph still didn't know why. She took another swig of her drink.
"Why don't ye' jus' come with me and I'm sure I can... accompany you." The pirate grinned, showing missing teeth. Shirlea sighed, and faster than lightning, smashed the man in the face with her fist. Something cracked and the man fell over like a falling tree. He hit the ground with a thump and lay quite still, unconscious. Shirlea downed the rest of her pint in one swig, wiped her mouth and stood up.

"Now which of you cowards want's to join my crew eh?!" She shouted out. Everybody roared and threw hands up, offering to buy her a pint. She only grinned and turned around.
"We have a crew." She answered and ordered another drink.

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Seph felt his pocket getting slightly warm as he walked back to the ship with a crowd of semi-drunken men rushing about and gathering their things for the ship. They only needed their weapons, so they got those from their house.

He reached into his pocket and found the list that he had made, two of them had a line put through them in red ink. He smiled and took another look at the list.


2) Find the booty.
3) Defeat the evil hordes.
5) Rescue the girl.
6) Return here. (Pub.)

He put the list back and and walked up the plank to his ship, it was afternoon, but they had a steady breeze so Seph thought about setting off.
"Erm.. How do we tell them to get the ship going?" He asks Shirlea.
"Get the ship going? You mean to open the sails?" She asks, tilting her head as if checking if he was deliberatly being stupid.
"Errr... Yeah." He smiles sheepishly.
"Tell you what... I'll take care of the crew on one condition." She smiles.
"....What would that be?" He asks, knowing it would be something bad.
" Can I please, please, pleeeease get a hammock and sleep in your room? I don't want to be with the guys downstairs, they are big, sweaty and smelly..." She is clinging onto his coat now as if the very thought might make her sick. Seph only laughed and patted her head gently.
"Of course you can, I'll go see where we are going then." Seph smiled and turned to the cabin as Shirlea waited for the rest of the men to get on the boat.

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Soon enough, Shirlea had all the men doing what they did best. She knew all their names by now and Seph only really knew one person called "Gums" because he had no teeth.

Seph sighed and put the map down, he didn't know where the hell they were supposed to be going. In the end he only closed his eyes and dropped a coin onto the map, wherever it landed, they went.

It landed on a small O shaped island that appeared to be like a donut. It was an island, but it had an inner sea inside the O that was most peculiar. Seph made a note of this.

Moments later, Shirlea entered the room and hung her hat up on a hook near the door allowing her blond/pink hair slightly more comfort. She sighed and sat on the edge of the desk and took a look at the map.
"Oh? We are going to Inkir? It's a nice place, have you been there before?" She asked.
"Nope, what's it like?" He asked back.
"Well... It's slightly warmer than here, the port is a good place to restock on food and water. Hey, that's a point, we don't have any of those yet."
"Well, we can get them at morning, everybody's eaten at that party we had before we came up here." He smiled and she smiled back. She leant in and kissed him on the cheek.
"G'night." She yawned and climbed into her hammock, leaving a slightly confused Seph rubbing his cheek gently.
"Err... Fine...."

Chapter End

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Chapter 11 - Dawn Over a New World

Seph rolled over in his hammock, quite tired, and tried to drift off to sleep for the fourth time. This was the third time he had been knocked awake by the sea as the ship moved forward, and it was getting very annoying.

Shirlea slept on the opposite side of the room, snoozing quite silently as the hammock rocked her from side to side with the rythem of the waves as they hit against the ship.

It was a couple of days since they had gotten the crew, and they had finally dropped anchor on what seemed to be a trading island. Though, there was one strange thing about it. There were many boats outside the island all painted a strange shade of red.

Seph sat up, yawned onced and rubbed his sleepy eyes before rolling off his hammock and onto his feet. He gathered up his gear once more, pulling on his tricorner hat and his sash which held his pistols and opened the door onto deck. The sun was just beggining to come up, and the red ships were still just outside the island. Seph thought it looked slightly like a blockade, stopping anyone from coming out. Most strange.

He kicked the gangplank open and it crashed onto the pier with a slightly loud noise. He heard Shirlea moan from inside the cabin, something like "Rrrgh... Morning already?!" He sighed slightly and walked down the slope, muttering to himself.

"Another Monday morning...."

Seph wasn't a morning person.