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1 Sing a Song? on Tue Oct 18, 2016 8:33 pm

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Somewhere in the Polestar Islands, more specifically in Loguetown, stood a merfolk that went by the name of Hure Verkehr. The woman was not lost, not yet at least, and had just arrived in town the night before. A nap had gotten rid of the weariness of swimming, and now she was ready to try and find something to do. However that involved finding information on the place. The young woman had nothing other than the name of where she was and that this was a place full of tourism and

A Smile on her face, her usual swimsuit on her body, her guitar in a waterproof backpack, and a need to find a way to make money were all she had at the moment. But that was okay, the pink haired girl was sure she could find SOME kind of work in the hustle and bustle of this town. A small chunk of time, maybe an hour or two if she had actually paid attention to it, would bring her to a tavern on the side of town she had arrived on. Cautious steps would walk her through the door as blue eyes adjusted to the darker lighting of the building.

It smelled of beer and smoke at first, slightly choking the girl at the thick smell for a second, and the denizens seemed to be of a mixed group. All shapes and sizes of people were here, and even a few of the marines that were on the island.

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2 Re: Sing a Song? on Tue Oct 18, 2016 10:17 pm

The more time he spent in Loguetown the more he realized he hated it. He wasnt sure what he was expecting, but this definitely wasnt it. Marines hiding under every blade of grass, tourists clogging up the street, and every big shot pirate who was too big for his britches could be found here. Vicktur honestly couldnt wait to get back out to sea. Maybe he could crash land on a tropical island and get fed grapes by the native girls. As if that would ever happen! It wasnt too bad here, though. Despite all his bitching the bars in the area were some of the best in the East Blue. You met some of the most interesting people. And the bar fights were good entertainment, until the Marine dicks ruined all the fun. Still, he imagined he could spend most of his time here and not miss out on anything worth seeing. The execution stand was little more than a tourist trap. Other than that what the hell was even worth seeing around here? Nothing! Thats what. Vicktur sat back in his chair with a pitcher of rum before him. It just so happened that he managed to find himself in a game of change this evening.

It wasnt a game he shouldve bothered joining. He was down a thousand beli and he just couldnt get a break. His last three hands were total garbage; a couple pairs. However, he wasnt the only one who seemed dismayed at thr outcome of the game. Out of the three Pirates he was playing with, two had luck only slightly better than him. While one of them was on a streak that bordered on unbelievable. Vicktur had a feeling that the bastard was cheating, but he wasnt convinced yet. That didnt stop his other two compatriots from echoing the same sentiment. Bullshit! one of the losers, a rather average looking fellow save for a parrot on his shoulder, said. His parrot squawked Bullshit! Thaaats bullshit You're cheating you no-good scoundrel! the parrot repeated Cheater! No good scoundrel! Cheater cheater pumpkin eater! The accused scowled at the man and his parrot It's not my fault your more useless than tits on a Nun in this game. I wont have no man question my integrity! he flipped over the table and drew his pistol Say that to my cold steel you dirty sea dog! the parrot mimicked those words as well Sea dog! Dirty sea dog! More useless than tits on a Nun! with that the accused Pirate pulled the trigger and blew the parrot into a thousand pieces. Crimson bits of flesh exploded in every direction, some falling into Vicktur's rum.

Now he was upset but didnt want to do anything rash. He was in a, somewhat, civilized sea port. And he couldnt get away with dismboweling a man for a pitcher of rum. Even if he did feel like chopping him into bite sized pieces. The parrots owner seemed utterly flabbergasted by what had just occured. Why you son of a whore! I'll have your guts for this! he quickly went to draw his blade but recieved a bullet to the brain instead. The gun-toting Pirate spit on his body only to be tackled by a group of Marines and cuffed. Alright everyone, back to your libations. Nothing to see here. the commanding officer instructed the bar. Everyone went about their reverie while two rookies carried out the corpse. Vicktur simply picked up the spilled over beli and pocketed it. Not only did he get his own cash back but he got theres as well.

Looking across the bar he saw something he never thought he'd ever see; a Mermaid? Really? In this dump? He was surprised she hadnt already been kidnapped and sold to some rich noble as his kids new toy, or his own personal plaything. Especially considering how risque she was dressed, not that he was complaining. Seriously, how had she not been sexually assaulted out of town by now? He casually paced over to her Do you drink? was the first thing he said to her, or rather asked. The rum is pretty good when theres no parrot guts in it. I'de avoid the sake and gin, though. They're terrible.


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3 Re: Sing a Song? on Wed Oct 19, 2016 2:26 am

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It was one of those days apparently. Just a day where you walk into something you really did not want to see. Something that would irritate you in the middle of the night. This one was how others were treated. Having been a slave she had come to see all of the negative aspects of society and civilization in an all too close view. This irritant was having to watch a murder in the tavern she had just arrived at, and then the process of arresting and clean-up after the fact.

She really did not enjoy the murdering and darker deeds of the world. While Hure would not partake, the mermaid knew that others still would around her. Even as she began to get back to her primary goal, finding work, the woman noticed a man coming towards her. The lady was not sure whether to be concerned about it, due to what had just happened, or to just ignore him. That changed when he got close enough to speak, which forced her to look up due to him being much taller, and asked her if she drank. He proceeded to give a recommendation, though the parrot guts made is unpleasant to hear.

Her smile unwavering, even through the uneasiness that someone more than twice her height was speaking to her and automatically talking about alcohol, the woman spoke up with what was a joke and the truth at the same time. "Like a fish out of water. My aren't you a tall boy. You sure that one pitcher is enough for you here?" It was just her normal way for this type of situation. Being in town was risky at is was, let alone being an immodestly dressed fishmen female, and here was someone that could easily capture her if he really wished.

There were other things that could result from this, not just the negative ones either. For now she would humor him. After all, maybe he would end up with something she could do for Beli.


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4 Re: Sing a Song? on Wed Oct 19, 2016 1:00 pm

Vicktur could tell the young mermaid was uneasy in his presence. It was something you tended to get used to, being twice as tall as your average person and all. When he was younger it used to irritate him to no end. Most people had no reason to be timid when approached him. Since he'd already have his sword drawn if he wished to cause harm. Over the years, however, he came to see it as a bit of a blessing in disguise. He could win out in most confrontations simply by being so intimidating. Add that to his two six foot swords, and the smart folk didnt bother causing him any trouble. The dumb ones...well, they regretted it in their final moments. He listened to her reply and made note of her disposition. She seemed to be a very warm and bubbly person. One of the types that often walked about with a smile on her face. She was quite a but different from Vicktur. Who tended to seem apathetic to most people and situations. He never could understand people like her. What was so damn great about their lives that made them so happy? Life wasnt that great, ya know. It actually fucking sucks sometimes.

He looked down at the pitcher in his hand as she mentioned it. Oh shit! He did manage to save it from the flipped over table after all. He mustve been more tipsy than he had realized. More than enough, it seems. he held it up between his face and hers, as to get a better look at it. It was only half way finished and the parrots fleshy bits floated around like ice cubes. He was right about one thing; the rum here was magnificent. He could usually drink a gallon or so of sake before feeling anything. But that was probably due to his size. Or maybe due to him being a fictional character in a story about Pirates who got superpowers from eating fruit. Either way, half a pitcher of rum should barely quench his thirst. Let alone get him buzzed. I've seen taller folks than I. They say Kuja can grow shoulders over a man like me. But I have yet to meet one. he swirled the pitcher around with it still at eye level, amusing himself with the guts spinning in the vortex. What's your poison? Or haven't you cone here to wet your whistle?


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5 Re: Sing a Song? on Wed Oct 19, 2016 3:08 pm

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The extremely tall man before her seemed more surprised at her words, and his pitcher, than she had been about it. And even admitted that she was wrong about her first thoughts on his alcoholic tolerance; at least with the rum he was currently drinking. With that he would comment on his height, going on to talk about the Kuja and how that female tribe could easily surpass his height without issues.

"Wow, I can only imagine someone taller than you. I would just end up being ignored cause they wouldn't notice me unless they looked down."

The smile on her face never faltered even as he asked what she wanted to drink, or if she had had other intentions for coming into such a place. After all, a frown would just make everyone here know she was uneasy or scared. If people knew that it would be much easier to try and take advantage of her. "Well, I could most definitely go for some of that delicious rum you seem to be enjoying...though maybe we can get some fresh drink without the bird added in? And it was quite a swim to this place, so if you don't mind we could take a seat and have a chat over our drinks."

Her legs were not used to the extended duration of standing just yet, having mostly been kept to the waters for most of her life thus far, and they were yearning for a small break so that she could relax and let them recover.


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6 Re: Sing a Song? on Wed Oct 19, 2016 4:47 pm

Vicktur lowered his pitcher as the mermaid exchanged her replies. He had an inkling to finish his rum, but decided against it. No one knew what kinda filthiness or illness he might contract from consuming the birds remains, or atleast what remained of those remains. For a moment he considered fishing it all out and cooking it over a campfire. But he wasnt nearly hungry enough for that. He raised an eyebrow at her mentioning of not being noticed I highly doubt that, dressed as you are. I'de bet half the men in this room are sneaking a peak or staring at you as we speak. I hope you can defend yourself. Vicktur wasnt a charity case. He probably wouldnt bother to lend her a hand unless their was something in it for him. Buying her a drink was different. In this case he got to talk to a pretty mermaid for the low cost of some rum. Usually you had to get lucky at sea to even meet one, go straight to Fishman Island, or spend exorbitant frees at a pleasure house. And while he had to admit Mermaids were gorgeous creatures, they werent exactly his cup of tea. Most of them were soft like teddy bears. And he preferred his women to be more....wild.

Grahaha. Birdless rum it is. As long as another shootout doesnt take place, you shouldnt have to worry about flesh in your drink. hopefully that is. He doubted the barkeep was chopping up fresh meat in the back and using it as mixer. Come on he motioned for her to follow and turned to make his way to an uninhabited booth. On his way to the spot he motioned to the bartender with two fingers, meaning two of what he had ordered before. Hopefully the pitcher wouldnt be too much for the lass. If so they could easily ask for a glass. Sitting down on one side he waited for her to follow suit. You said you swam all the way here? he pushed his old drink to the corner of the table to be taken away Where from? Fishman Island? he was pretty interested. That was a long ways out. In the Grand Line no less. He knew fish-folk were good swimmers. But that was kind of unbelievable.


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7 Re: Sing a Song? on Wed Oct 19, 2016 6:31 pm

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Of course people would be sneaking peaks at her. The woman was sure that her kind was uncommon here, she had not seen any fishman wandering the town as she made her way here. Nor were there any other than her here in the tavern either. "Yeah, I can defend myself pretty well. Though I'm pretty sure if someone your height comes at me it's best for me to just run, right?" The joke was funny to her, though she really would be worried if someone like him were to decide she was to be chum for the waters. The man would agree on more rum, doing a halfway decent job of reassuring her on another shootout, as he walked them both to a table so that they could act a bit more civilized in a world full of crazy.

It appeared she would get a pitcher of her own, though a cup would be provided for her so she would not have to try and sip from something that was a bit too large to use for a woman of her size as a drinking object. A delicate, and small, sip would tell her that is was good tasting yet strong before she would respond to a question she really did not want to answer truthfully. She had come from Orange Island, escaping slavery by swimming here to Loguetown. If she mentioned them he would probably find out about the escaped slave and the, most likely, bounty for her return into their evil clutches. That was if he looked into the seedier side of things, however, so she just went along with what he said. "Yeah. I didn't realize how tiring it would be to go from Fishman Island to here. It's why I've been so exhausted the last couple days since arriving. Figured I'd strike off on my own and get away from the normalcy I'm used to, and maybe pick up work here as an entertainer." A bigger sip would be had of the rum, the feel of it going down her throat pleasing to her senses.


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8 Re: Sing a Song? on Wed Oct 19, 2016 8:52 pm

Didn't realize how tiring it would be? That shit was like half way across the planet! Either this girl was very naive or very stupid. But seeing as she managed to make it here without getting lost, he'd give her the benefit of the doubt. Maybe she just overestimated her own ability. The barkeep sent a bar-maid to bring their pitchers and collect the contaminated one. The ice cold container held the liquid gold of the high seas. Many a sailor met their end to scurvy. And rum was a sure fire way to ensure that didnt happen. Vicktur lifted his pitcher and took a good long drink. The rum in this place reallly was excellent. He had said it a million times butt a million and one was better. He let out a refreshing aaaah and laid it back down. I'm impressed. Thats a hell of a long way to swim. You fish-folk are lucky in that regard. Not so much when you considered how much people want you dead or sold off for their benefit. he knew this first hand. Having sold his fair share of Mermaids. They pulled in an unbelievable amount of Beli. The really beautiful ones were practically priceless.

I think you'd be surprised exactly how much a mermaid is worth up here. A fortune is an understatement. he wasnt exactly trying to scare her. But it seemed like a good conversation to have. Luckily, i'm not in that business anymore. There are much less dangerous and more legitimate ways to make a living out there. Well, not less dangerous. he never considered that he probably shouldnt admit that he used to sell her kin. But he was pretty tipsy and he didnt see any harm in it at the moment. If he did he wouldnt have spilled the beans. You like the drink?


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9 Re: Sing a Song? on Wed Oct 19, 2016 9:06 pm

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This man seemed pretty impressed with her mentioning of the distance that Hure has claimed to have swam to reach Loguetown. That was not surprise though, she had given something that was halfway around the world. It was near impossible to do, and incredibly dangerous. If she had had more time to come up with something she would have given a town from somewhere closer to where they were, but there had been no time for that and she would have rather not been caught. Unfortunately, the man added on prices for them; as well as attaching to it that sometimes they were wanted dead. He continued on with the subject by going on about the woman would be surprised by how much of a 'fortune' she would be worth around these parts. The internal anger she felt at this moment was at a level that made her smile falter, turning into but a worried smirk at that point, as he continued to go on about how he was 'no longer in the business anymore.' This time she did gasp, and as he asked if she enjoyed her drink she was standing up in an almost barely controlled fury.

"While I love the drink, I suggest we move on to another subject. Please." It was the best she could do at being polite right now, a hand of hers moving down to her wrist at the ghost pains of shackles that she would never forget the feel of. The massive human was lucky he had not said this in private, lest there might have been a bit more of a repercussion.


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10 Re: Sing a Song? on Wed Oct 19, 2016 9:35 pm

Mentioning his previous work was indeed a mistake. The perpetual smile on the mermaid's face fell away as soon as he finished his diatribe. So things arent all sunshine and daisies, after all he thought to himself. Still though, he was surprised his mentioning of his past employment could upset her so much. He had spoken to plenty of people in the Revolutionary Army about it. None of them were so upset as to jump up and almost attack him. Maybe mermaids were just hyper sensitive about the subject? It was all revealed to him when he watched her clasp her wrists. Ah! I see now. You didnt swim here from Fishman Island, did you? his gaze wandered over the Marines drinking in the bar. Surely if they knew the truth they would take her back to her master. Whatever rich son of a bitch that could afford to buy her. I knew it was too good to be true he took a much less liberal sip of his drink this time. The look on her face told him more than her words ever could. It was the look of someone who had been through hell and back, and didnt enjoy being reminded of it so casually. Especially by someone who would have been partially responsible in another place at another time.

Very well, let us leave that discussion behind. he didnt much care if they continued to talk about it or not. It was nothing more than a slip of the tongue in a fleeting monent of ignorance. He was usually so in control when drinking. He made a mental note to watch it next time. He could get into serious trouble letting slip certain details. Mostly his involvement in the Revolution. To the wrong person that could mean Impel Down and/or death on the spot. And he quite liked living and being free. They were quite the combination, after all. Without one the other had no meaning. What would you rather discuss? Come now you must have some interests. he was playing it extra safe as to not reopen anymore wounds on the woman. He was sure to have any number of things to say that could lead to a potential hazardous situation. And seeing as she was the first mermaid he had ever talked to, who wasnt in shackles, he had an interest in keeping this going.



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11 Re: Sing a Song? on Wed Oct 19, 2016 9:54 pm

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The phantom pain would disappear shortly after she realized what she was doing with her hands, one hand reaching for her cup to drink the rest of its contents while the man spoke. While the mermaid was responding she would do so quietly, sitting down beforehand so that she could try and calm herself.

"Yeah, not many fishman can make a swim that far without a ton of stops. I came here from another island in the East Blue. But I would rather not say which due to certain people that I have been 'employed by.'"
While the woman said this she would tap out a quick SOS using the minimal morse code she had picked up from being on ships, mostly in cargo holds while in shackles. After that there would be another word, one she would fail at spelling slightly although it would make her anger a given on the situation; Celestials.

"Well, I came into town to try and find a use for my musical talent. I learned how to sing when I was really young, though I also forced myself to learn how to play many the musical instrument over the years as well. I came to the tavern to maybe see if I could find a job here and make some money in a legitimate way. At worst I won't find anything, but I get a free drink from a stranger. That and some, hopefully, good conversation." The woman was glad he was willing to leave that part of the conversation. Whether he had accidentally brought it up was beyond her, but it was obvious he was being apologetic so she would not let it get to her right now.

"What about you? Anything you like to do for fun?"


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12 Re: Sing a Song? on Wed Oct 19, 2016 10:44 pm

That makes more sense. I was just thinking you''d have to be superhuman....super-fish? To pull something like that off. he joked with her. They both saw it in their best efforts to lighten the mood. She drunk down her rum and tapped her fingers on the table. At first it nust seemed like a nervous twitch. But as she came to a finish it was revealed to be much more than that. It was unmistakably morse code. A form of communication that he had become accustom to in the Revolutionary Army. While conventional communication was often done over secure Den Den Mushi channels, you couldnt always rely on that. Formal letters were also a back up but those could be intercepted fairly easily. Especially with the Navy's sophisticated spy network. Morse code wasnt much different but it had its advantages. Vicktur was surprised that she was capable of using it to such a degree. A slave capable of doing so was rare, given that they were often robbed of formal education. You cant have a slave smart enough to escape, after all. The code spelled out exactly who her former owners were. It was no surprise, Celestial Dragons were a few of a handful of people who could afford such an astronomical price.

A musician, eh? You wear it well. Finding a place to practice your craft here shouldnt be much trouble. I'de suggest some of the more high end bars, myself. Loguetown is a tourist destination. No doubt you can live a good life here singing to the men, women, and children who come to visit. You'd probably be the only Mermaid they'll ever see. They'd go the rest of their lives talking about how they watched a Mermaid sing to them. if she was looking for a place to stay Loguetown was probably her best bet. Taking another drink he returned a message in morse; those assholes? I've always wanted to kill one of them. Do you think you're being persued? I have a few things I do to pass the time. he continued to speak seemlessly, as if he hadnt tapped the code in the first place. I like to train my sword skills and drink mostly. I especially like testing my skills on...well he motioned towards a group of Marines drinking at the bar I also visit a brothel here and there, as well. I sail with a woman but she's a decade older than me. It gets to be a real pain being out at see for so long and not getting any action. trying to bang Yomi would be the wierdest thing ever anyways. Speaking of which, sailing not action, have you ever considered it? I could use some more hands when I set out next.[/color]


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13 Re: Sing a Song? on Wed Oct 19, 2016 11:32 pm

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"Yeah, I think superhuman still fits for that one." A semi-forced giggle would leave her lips, the anger slowly bleeding away more as she had some vocal communication as she awaited to see if he noticed what she was doing with her fingers. She was, by no means, a professional in morse code. Missed words and letters were the best case scenario. She had just heard one's for Celestial Dragon's so often that the first part was easy for her to tap out.

He would go on to tell her how the woman had picked a perfect place for the work she was looking for. The place never really saw mermaids, and that would make her a star here just for her species. That wouldn't upset her like it would in the slavery business. It was something different, it was people wondering about the world and its people. It was giving them a new experience, something fun and interesting that they had a good chance of never seeing again.

The man would take a sip before proving that her message had been received, Hure only getting bits and pieces of it due to her limited knowledge on the subject. The words and phrases 'Assholes,' 'Kill one of them,' think you're pursued,' were all that she got out of it. It was all she needed to know as he easily continued talking as he tapped it out; running to amusing conversation at the same time.

This time a genuine laugh would leave her mouth as she began to smile again. "It's nice to know some people like to make sure they can handle their sword well." The woman would begin tapping again, attempting to confirm that she did mean celestial dragons. She had no clue if she was being pursued, but it was only a matter of time before that would be a very real situation. "Well, you can't have every woman, right? And I'm sure a dry spell on the ocean won't ever kill a man so you should be fine, right?"

The next part was something that surprised her. He was offering her a job? On a boat of all things? The woman would pour herself another drink, taking a long sip before responding the the question from the potential employer. "Well, is it okay if I keep the offer in mind? I want to try for a place here first."


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14 Re: Sing a Song? on Thu Oct 20, 2016 12:59 am

The joke fell flat on its face, he could tell. It wasnt a big deal. Vicktur wasnt a comedian or anything. Fair enough he muttered as he looked around the bar. The place was mostly inhabited by Pirates or so he assumed. They werent Marines and dressed too trashy to be tourists. No e of those terrible tropical flower shirts. Most of them could easily pass for hard working townsfolk. No doubt the lot of them would use that as their alibi should they be questioned. Not that they would be, seeing as the Marines were occupied with drinking each other under the table. As well as trying to get lucky with the tavern wenchs. Vicktur caught the gaze of a handful of men looking in their direction. Every one of them averted their attentions as soon as they noticed he was on to them. Hure really was in a good situation. Not a single person seemed to want to test their luck with Vicktur there. Though he was sure she'd body anyone who tried. The mermaid signalled another code, letting him know that she had understood his message. She replied with a confirmation that it was, indeed, a Celestial Dragon who legally owner her before. Then she finished it off by saying she wasnt persued at the moment but surely would be eventually.

You have to know how to handle your sword in my line of work the potential for a sexual innuendo in this conversation was undeniable. He managed to keep that underwraps. Otherwise the powers that be put you into the ground. They dont take kindly to those who challenge their authority. he topped off the last of his drink with a burp, exclaiming pardon me after doing so. He could feel the effects of the ethanol taking hold. Luckily he was a freak of nature and could handle his shit. No, I guess I cant. Its not tgat i'm interested in her. It would just be nore more convenient, instead of having to wait until we make berth. The woman is more machine than human now. So ide be surprised if she even has those urges anymore. the lack of desire frees peopke up to chase other things. A void Yomi seemed to fill with the scientific pursuit of greater knowledge and understanding of the natural world. Some of the stuff she said went right over his head.

Vicktur was somewhat let down by her rejection of his offer. Sure thing, but dont take too long. I could be gone by tomorrow. chances were he wouldnt be, not by a long shot. For the record, you'll never be more free than you will on the sea. It's dangerous and terrifying sometimes. But complete nobodies find themselves becoming Kings at the end of it all. he gave her one last reply in morse code; they cant find you out there.


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15 Re: Sing a Song? on Thu Oct 20, 2016 3:13 pm

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The sexual innuendo that was possible here was beyond measure. It was so hard for her to resist the urge to lean and and ask just how big his sword really was, and how well he really could handle it. Luckily he wouldn't give her much chance to do so, moving the conversation over to the woman he had mentioned before. "I've never really met a cyborg in person yet. Only seen them from a good distance. Though the ones I've seen were the heavily modified ones with a whole lot of guns. It'd be nice to meet one more interested in science than fighting."

There was a second offer to get out onto the water with him and his crew. While it was a really tempting offer she didn't know for sure if it would be right for her. Yeah, she was at home IN the water, but how would she do being on a boat with a crew? Only experience would tell her that one. The fact that she would be nearly impossible to find made the job hard to really turn down, but she would not accept today; not yet. "Thanks, if I change my mind I'll try to find you. Let your crew know my name is Jienna, that way if they hear my name they can tell you I'm looking for you. It was a false name, for very obvious reasons, and the mermaid would opt to tap four letters out for the man through Morse code; Hure. "Is there a name I can ask around town if I need to search for you? Or can I go to a certain dock and find you guys?"


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16 Re: Sing a Song? on Thu Oct 20, 2016 4:17 pm

You wouldnt be cpable of telling she was a Cyborg from a distance he sure as in the hell didnt. She tends to cover up to avoid too much attention. I often tell her to own it, but the stares and questions are a drag I suppose. in that regard she was like he used to be. All the "zomg youre so tall reeeeee" got teally annoying. But he eventually learned to deal with it. I dont think she has a single weapon installed. She spends most of her time studying and experimenting. Definitely not the same as the usual rocket slinging Cyborg. if knowledge was power then she'd be leagues ahead of him. Vicktur waved down a barmaid and asked for his pitcher to be filled with ice water. The rum was incredibly potent and he wasnt in the getting shitfaced business. Atleast not at this moment. The mermaid asked him to tell his shipmates her name was Jienna. Just in case one of them ran into her they could relay the message to him. Just after saying that she tapped out Hure, revealing her true name to him.

Sure thing. My name is Vicktur but some of my associates call me Tall Boy. Unfortunately tgey like it so much that i'm stuck with it. he didnt hate the nickname but thought it was ridiculous. Not only was it the name of a can of beer but it also had no longevity. Was he going to be called Tall "Boy" until he was eighty years old? Not that Tall Man was any better. Oh well, it is what it is. Some Revolutionaries didnt even have a nickname yet. Maybe him having one was a good thing.


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17 Re: Sing a Song? on Thu Oct 20, 2016 9:40 pm

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Ah, so some cyborgs did not enjoy others knowing and pointing them out in public. Of course, it could be annoying after a while with children and adults alike asking about this or that on your modifications, and why you had them. It was also nice to know that not all of them were power hungry monsters, equipping themselves with as many weapons as would fit until they were more gunnery than an actual living being.

The woman would finish off the second cup of rum before she, slightly clumsily, poured herself a third glass. It had been quite a while since she had had more than a small glass of wine, or some other liquor due to the celestial dragon that had her. Once in a while he would give her a drink to 'make things easier' for himself even though she drank it to numb herself more than anything else. The woman would down half of it as she listened to him keep talking.

"Viktor, a name for a champion. Tall Boy, though, I can see why they call you that. Hell, even I got that one when you first asked me if I drank!" The last little bit was a little louder than she had meant for it to be, her alcohol slowly getting to her even as she lost track of how drunk she was actually starting to get. Luckily she had no intention of standing up any time soon, or at least she thought, as it would end up with her falling to the floor; or into someone else. "But yeah, I can see why a nickname based on your height can be annoying. I definitely dislike being called the 'fish girl' and other similar names."


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18 Re: Sing a Song? on Thu Oct 20, 2016 10:13 pm

Hure was starting to get inebriated. Although the physical signs were few and far between, they were there. Its something you developed a keen eye for after a long time. Having drinking contests, watching sailors drink at sea, or even while having a conversation with a woman. After seeingba shitload of people get shitfaced, it was second nature to realize the symptoms. Like her speech slurring only a minuet amount. It was so subtle that you probably wouldnt notice unless she spoke certain words. But he picked up on it fairly well, because reasons and stuff. To go along with it she was starting to get clumsy with her glass. It was only a matter of time before she was too far gone to pour her own drinks anymore. In that case he'd have to carry her off to a bed or something. Or maybe just leave her here. She wasnt his problem after all. Yeah, my dad had a soft spot for names like that. One of my sisters was named Nike. her being one of the few sisters his father didnt sell to the pleasure houses. Of course, in the end I was victorious. And she, along with the rest of them, were dead. the barmaid brought back his pitcher filled with ice water And now the world is a little bit brighter without them in it. he quenched his thirst with the water sitting before him. I cant really complain. Some of the guys dont even have a nickname. So i'm lucky in that regard, I guess. he echoed the sentiments from his mind.


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19 Re: Sing a Song? on Thu Oct 20, 2016 11:04 pm

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It was warm in the tavern, wasn't it? If the woman had had anything to take off at the moment she probably would have, though she still had the sense to leave the immodest swimsuit on. Hure knew she was in public still, and still maintained the knowledge of society and it's ways. The man would talk about how his father had had a liking for those kinds of names, even going on to mention the name of one of his sisters. While it sounded pretty, the fact that he mentioned they were dead, and that the world was a bit brighter because of it, was slightly disconcerting to know. That didn't stop her from a little, drunken, giggle because of they way he said it.

"Well, a man with a nickname at least has a more power to him. If you were just a guy with no special name to him just how much would you really be known? And with features like your's I'm sure you can get even more popular. Not just with your men, but with the ladies too!"

The woman would lean in closer as she spoke, looking into his eyes, then to his chest, and then back to his eyes. Another sip, a huge smile on her face as she did so, would be had as she kicked her moved her feet back and forth under the table. She was starting to get a bit antsy in her seat, the rum starting to prod her into a bit of an energetic phase before it got straight to rowdy and sexualized.


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20 Re: Sing a Song? on Thu Oct 20, 2016 11:34 pm

Another sip of his ice cold crisp water was complimented by Hure agreeing that a nickname was important. Or atleast it allowed him to gain influence under a pseudonym that could, potentially, be known around the world. Vicktur didnt much care for being known. After all, the more people knew about him the better his chances of capture or death were. Still the idea of Marines running scared at the mention of his name did pique his interest. Then again with all the Marines turning tail and running how would he kill them? It was a dilemma for sure. Fame or Anonymity? Fear or Blood? They both sounded so provocative. Not as provocative as his drinking partner was starting to get. She mentioned that a nickname would make him more approachable by other people. First mentioning men, at which he assumed she simply meant as a role model or idol. But then she mentioned women, this time her intention was all too clear. She was drunk. This wasnt his first rodeo, no pun intended, so he knew exactly what was happening. He watched her admire his body with a sense of satisfaction. They were even then. He had admired hers and she was now admiring his.

Seeing the mermaid cut loose was an entertaining experience to say the least. He kicked her legs back and forth while leaning in closer, staring into his eyes seductively. An all to familiar smile adorning her delicate features. Honestly, he pretty much had this one in the bag. If they had sat down with the intent of drinking then going back to his place, he'd already be making a move. But they hadnt done so. This was meant to be nothing more than polite conversation. Its not like he'd be able to help himself should she force herself upon him. Which he doubted seeing as she was a slave who had force used on her. Then again, sometimes slaves pick up on things like that and use them for their advantage. Really anything could happen when a woman decided that she wanted something and she wanted it now. Look at you. Three cups in and you've already lost your inhibitions he stated while chuckling, definitely in a good moid at the moment. And wouldnt why he be? Honestly, im at a loss for words. What were we talking about again?


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21 Re: Sing a Song? on Thu Oct 20, 2016 11:56 pm

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Continuing to look at the man she had casually checked out seemed like the best thing to do right now, even as she finished off the third glass of rum that had brought her to how the female fishman was acting right now. He mentioned that she had lose his inhibitions already, but had she really? "Hey nooooow! I have inhibitions still! Just because you're so handsome doesn't mean I'm just gonna take my clothes off right her, in the public. Now, now, that would be something for in private, away from the private eye. I'm not one for public shows of that kind, ya head?" Her voice would be of an amused tone with it, the smile on her face staying as it was from when she had looked him over.

It was then that he would mention a loss for words before asking what they were talking about. Hure would squint at him, her fuzzy mind trying to think about what topic they had actually been on. "Uh, I'm actually not too sure now. Your body got me a bit too distracted!" The mermaid would pour herself another glass of the rum, a few drops being missed and hitting the table. Frowning at the liquid that had betrayed her trust, the woman would wipe it with her finger before slowly licking if off; her eyes locked with Viktor's even as she did so, if any others had been looking they might have been in need of a cold shower after it. "I am SO glad you told me about this rum! It tastes soooooo good!"


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22 Re: Sing a Song? on Fri Oct 21, 2016 12:17 am

She made a good point. The fact that she was still dressed, barely, meant that she wasnt totally far gone. Still, she had done a total 180 since she got upset about him mentioning his past employment. At that time she was ready to see him bleed. Now she was practically itching to jump his bones. Good thing she wasnt an exhibitionist because he totally wasnt either. Hure didnt seem to oppose the idea in private however, and even seemed to bring up the possibility. Vicktur really didnt need this right now. Not that he wasnt interested, because he definitely was, but so many things could go wrong at any moment. What would happen if the Tenryuubito's men burst in the room? He would have to kill them naked while she drunkenly tried to lend a hand. Or maybe she'd just be sprawled out on the bed? Who knew? He sure as in the hell didnt and thinking about it made him feel a bit perverted. Then again, this was a woman to said his body was distracting her and seductively licked her fingers while staring him in the eyes. Perverted was her modus operandi. Truly, in this state, she was the kind of woman he tended to go for. Minus the fact that she wasnt trying to tackle him down.

Right, so neither of us can remember. Thats a shame. he was hoping to steer the conversation elsewhere at the risk of sounding like a spaz. What kind of music do you play exactly? If I got you a guitar what could you produce.


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23 Re: Sing a Song? on Fri Oct 21, 2016 1:48 am

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Yeah, it really was a shame that neither of them could really remember what they had been talking about in this conversation. But it must not have been of too much importance if they had forgotten the most recent subject, right? It was then that she would ask about what she could play, and what she could produce if he gave her access to a guitar.

"Oh! If you let me hear it I can play it! Sing it too! I've practiced for years, my whole life really. You could say I have a real talent with my hands and mouth!" This time it was not meant as something dirty, or even meant to be an innuendo. "Jienna" was being as serious as could be, but the amount of rum she had drank already was making her words come out in a poor way that resulted in miscommunication. The next part, however, was meant to be dirty as a joke. "Ooh! If you got me a new guitar I'd produce a baby if you really required me to! No, for real though, I could play whatever you wanted to hear, but I like some of the more aggressive and free style songs, and the ones for uplifting of the singer and those around as well." There were reasons she loved those kinds of songs, of course, and most of those reasons were due to the past of slavery. Many songs she had sung were about how one could not touch her, about breaking free from bonds, and similar types of songs that would drive slavers mad if any parts of them actually came true at any point.


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24 Re: Sing a Song? on Fri Oct 21, 2016 11:21 am

He nearly spit his drink back into the glass when she mentioned he hands and mouth. Of course she wasnt referring to them in that way, but it still crossed his mind. No surprise given the direction this conversation had taken since the bottom of her second cup. Hure went on to say she could play anything if she had a chance to listen to it first. Then she made an off hand remark about having his babies. What in the actual fuck? Not only was he far too young to even consider something like that, but he had things to do with his life. No way in hell he was going to live with that anchor around his neck. Not to mention he had a dad once. You know how that turned out? Not very well for his dad. With his luck the same shit would happen to him. Vicktur looked around around the bar and realized that most of the people had left for the night. Time really does fly doesnt it he chugged down the remainder of his water and stood up. He was pretty much done here at the moment. It was only a matter of time before the bar closed up shop. And with Hure drinking like she was she'd be a drooling mess by then. You got anywhere to stay tonight? he asked her while fishing into his pockets for beli. Sure, it was probably a scumbag move to ask her right now. Her judgement being impaired and all that. Some people would even see it as morally reprehensible. But Vicktur wasnt a boy scout. And her going back to his place didnt necessarily imply anything. He dropped a couple of wadded up notes onto the table and waited for her reply. Either way he was ready to get the hell out of dodge.


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25 Re: Sing a Song? on Fri Oct 21, 2016 1:09 pm

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Even with her vision starting to blur, Hure could tell that people were starting to leave the bar for the night. Had that much time really gone by already? It felt like she had just walked in, though the alcohol had obviously made her lose track of just how long she had Ben sitting there. The woman would listen to Viktor mention the passing of time, chugging the rest of her cup of the rum even as the dale saw her table partner do the same with the rest of his. A small burp would escape, reasonably so with just how much she had drunk in the time she was here. Even so it would cause her to chuckle before escusing herself for the unladylike act. To burp in public, such a crude act!
It was after that, her terribly unfeminine social act, that the man would ask if she had anywhere to stay for the night. Having just arrived in town, and not having the forethought to find a place to stay for the night, the fishman did not have anywhere to go tonight. "Well, I didn't think that far ahead when I arrived..." Her words would be slurred occasionally, the alcohol fully affecting her speech as she smiled deeply at the gorgeous man before her. Any more to drink and she probably would be on top of him right here in the tavern. Fortunately it seemed like he was done so the pink haired girl would refrain from pouring herself another glass, though she would have just dumped it everywhere anyway.


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