The Glorious Hellequin and Her Crew - August 11th, 2007

User: [info]thehellequin (posted by [info]not_leaving)
Date: 2007-08-11 00:01
Subject: [Open] Don't Quite Belong Here
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Gray had slept on the ship the night before- the seasickness appeared to finally be fading. As such, he decided to head up to the deck and try to make himself somewhat useful. Unfortunately, he was no good at anything that required a great deal of physical effort, which knocked much of the necessary work out of the way.

Instead, he wanders around inspecting the ship for leaks, cracks, and various other broken things. He's found quite a few already! And set to fixing what he can with the sad things they called tools here.

Mostly, though, he watches the ocean drift by, a longing look at it. It really would be nice to get out of Road Town.

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User: [info]thehellequin (posted by [info]sonofthenile)
Date: 2007-08-11 21:15
Subject: someone who understands [jin yoon]
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Malik has been avoiding Mr. Gray like the plague ever since that little assaulting-and-kidnapping incident a few days ago. He regrets the necessity of it; he'd liked showing off for Gray, before Mr. Hardaway had started beating on him, and while he is extremely keen to avoid the awkwardness of having to attempt to talk to someone you helped attack, in a language you don't really speak, he doesn't know of anyone else who is anywhere near as impressed by his mutation. Except Suresh, and Malik avoids him too, as conversations with him always seem to end with blood getting sucked out of his arm and put under a lens for study.

There is his akht tajdif, his sister in blasphemy. He doesn't mean to be insulting, thinking of her that way, but he doesn't know any other word for what they can both do. He calls it what the villagers called it. He doesn't have to believe it.

Yes. He'll talk to Jin Yoon. Even if they are blasphemers, at least they can blaspheme together. He raps on the door of her quarters with the flat of one webbed hand.

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