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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 9:11 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 9:20 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 9:44 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 6:21 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 3:56 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 7:40 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2012 8:06 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2012 6:33 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2012 1:13 pm
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Laugh,
Carter knew he'd found the right ship when he set eyes on the crowds around it. Men supplying the ship, men rigging the ship, and those people willing to take a job on the ship. The harlequin had never been much for real jobs, so it wasn't very hard to see why he'd mush rather just hitch a ride.
He glanced at the barrels currently being loaded onto the ship, supposedly one of the last things heading on, and smiled. Contortionist's delight... --------- Also, apple crates are horrible. Really horrible. Carter attempted to re-arrange his left foot around a red apple and felt it hit wood instead, so he rolled his eyes. He held his hat in his hand, to keep it from jingling, as two hefty brutes picked up his crate and nearly tossed it onto their shoulders. Oooff... At least they're cute.
It wasn't long until they reached the bellow-decks with their charge, and as the brutes tipped his crate onto the ground, he listened for their footsteps walking away. Now, five more minutes and then I find my resting place. Should be room in the decks somewhere...
What harm could it do?
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2012 7:15 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2012 7:30 pm
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Laugh,
Right, why is it so hard to get this top off? They only latched it once I got in... Maybe it was the second time they dropped me... Carter's thoughts fell silent as he heard the unmistakable sound of approach, and he covered the bells on his hat again. It was the quiet grumbling that tipped him off to something not being right. Oh, pretty woman I'd bet, dirty mouth though...
He bit his lip, figured he had nothing to lose at that point, and pushed on the top of the crate at the same time Ravenna pulled. The last nail came loose, and he up-ended the lid, sending it flying backward. He caught it on it's edge, keeping it from making a sound in his attempt to keep his balance. What met his sight was not what he expected.
Well that's a sight! Carter's face lit up at the sight of Ravenna, who he recognized from the docks as the girl who'd pointed him off toward the very ship he'd stowed away upon. He held a finger to his lips, mimicking quiet. Definitely not a sailor, at least I hope not.
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