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Thread: Learning Experience [Fanta and Seraph]

Ana's glower darkened and her pretty face seemed to turn bitter as she stared back at the captain. Of course she was demanding him--he had them rescued from the ocean, which made him responsible for them in all counts of life especially the necessities. Her words were clipped and sharp, Find an empty cot? How splendid. Set, she turned around, her voice becoming silken and dark, Do create three empty cots. She glanced back as she watched the captain disappear below deck as her brother chuckled softly, Now that is a reason if I have ever heard on to...create space aboard a ship. Anubis? The youngest of the silver-haired royals considered it and worried his bottom lip as he considered it. It wasn't that he was any more peaceful than his siblings, he just felt the desire to play nice for a little while longer. He hummed under his breath for a moment before he shrugged, He did say we were to find our own...he never commented upon the method. Ana smiled, the only thing missing from her predator grin was the fangs that should have accompanied it.
Thread: Learning Experience [Fanta and Seraph]

Alastair had forgotten to mention the method on purpose. He knew some rats and scared mice were hiding on his ship, and he figured the children could do his dirty work on finding them out. And perhaps even get rid of them. It certainly would save him some trouble of doing it himself. Any of the members on deck that heard the siblings speak took off and scurried out of sight. They valued their lives and with how those three were acting, it didn't bode well that they would survive going up against them. The only one that stood up, or more correctly was left on deck, was Zeih. Of whom was doing a sloppy job of cleaning and sharpening weapons out in the light of day.
Thread: Learning Experience [Fanta and Seraph]

As the crew dispersed most readily out of the sights of the three unimpressed and annoyed siblings, the trio took a moment longer to convene upon their ideas in which to free up a few beds for themselves. The easiest that came to mind was to throw off three or more, Ana suggested of the crew members and then take their beds after, Anubis commented, they had them washed or at least aired out however, Set suggested, given that he and Anubis needed blood to sate some of their hungers, they just eat three people. Even if you were to eat one now, Ana spoke, There would only be one bed freed. And should you feed on three of them I shouldn't want to on this ship when you two enter a blood-lust. Set looked at his sister and gave a bit of a teasing smile, Scared? Horrified, she said blandly and glanced to watch the sloppy job of cleaning and sharpening weapons. She winced for the latter of the jobs--a sharp weapon was a royals best friend even if they did have good guardians and protectors. She all ready missed her favorite blade--it had been silver, slender and easily hidden in her dresses or in a loose tunic. It had been simple in it's beautiful design.
Thread: Learning Experience [Fanta and Seraph]

When the members of Alastair's ship had fled, a few of them huddled together, whispering heatedly about something. Seems though they really did not want to die or be tortured at the hands of these children. So now it was a question of who was going to give up their cot for sleeping on the hard deck. As the group debated, Zeih glanced up to notice Ana watching him clean and sharpen. Her wince wasn't appreciated in the least. The tattooed pirate sneered at her, What is it missy, weapons make you queasy? Of course he was being lazy, anyone who didn't have their own devices to take care of their weapons was at the mercy of whoever got the job. They should have spent their pay on better things then girls and grog.
Thread: Learning Experience [Fanta and Seraph]

The corner of Ana's lip curled upwards as she sneered, More like the clumsy hands of an amateur on weapons that makes me queasy. She looked pointedly at the horribly sharpened and cleaned weapons, some of them still with rust spots dappling the smooth surface. While silver was more malleable than most metals, when it was cured with magick like they were back home, they were sturdy weapons to be used against foes steel was something that was rarely used, and usually only in the case of hunting down Dragons or other such creatures. She snorted slightly before she turned her back on him, there were better things to watch than someone butcher their weapons until the metal was too weak to actually do anything more than shatter should they be used. Set stood with his head cocked to the side as he listened carefully to the crew members as they muttered together his ears were sensitive and he had no issue with eavesdropping upon the frightened men as they discussed who would give up their cots. Anubis sighed and shook his head, I don't believe they understand we really would prefer to just kill them.
Thread: Learning Experience [Fanta and Seraph]

Zeih sent a nasty glare Ana's way. Pfft, he wasn't doing it that badly! Whatever. How would a girl like yourself know anything about weapons? he grumbled, focusing on cleaning and sharpening the swords and other various weapons. Sure they were rusty and getting thin... not his fault his comrades didn't spend their pay wisely on what kept themselves alive. At least his own swords were in pristine condition, that's all that really mattered. The grouped crew members were still debating, some even going so far as to suggest they all just ro-sham-bo to choose. Of course this decision was turned over repeatedly, not wishing to leave such things to chance. No they didn't understand the twins' wishes of killing them, they were blind to that fact. All that they cared for was their own hides.
Thread: Learning Experience [Fanta and Seraph]

Ana twitched and turned to look back at Zeih and smiled prettily, Enough to know how to gut a man without getting blood on my dress. Her mother had been very particular on teaching her daughters how to fight, not that it was uncommon or even frowned upon, she just taught them in a style more suited to their body-types. Her fondest memory of her mother, Kaya, was when she looked at her father, Sano, and told him that she would have him pinned in three moves. Ana, who had been young then and saw her father as the strongest man in the world proclaimed loudly that it was impossible! Her mother smiled before she walked up to her father and in one move wrapped her arms around him and kissed him, and then hooked her ankle around his knee and tugged hand, before sitting on top of him after he fell. Her mother, blue eyes bright, laughed and said, 'That is how you pin a man who doesn't want you dead.' Later, when someone tried to assassinate her for being a Witch in a Vampire family, her mother had shown her how to tear a man apart with such cold confidence that she had been terrified of her for days afterward until Sano explained to her that Kaya would do anything for her family, even if it meant going to Hell for him. But after that attempt of her life, her mother trained her in a variety of weapons and her father taught her how to be courtly about hiding them and using them. 'Poison,' he remarked, 'Works well in settings that it won't be obvious and when a person least expects it. A knife in the throat, however, is an acceptable way of diplomacy.' Set and Anubis chuckled to themselves before they, taking pity on the crew, picked for themselves who they wanted gone. It was really becoming obnoxious how long they were taking to decide who to divvy up the bedding. To them, the choice was simple die, or sleep on the hard floor topside.
Thread: Learning Experience [Fanta and Seraph]

Zeih just stared at Ana and shrugged. Whatever. This was the job Alastair had given and he was going to do it. No one had mentioned that he had to do it well. But his attention shifted from the slightly scary girl, to the group of his peers. The peers that were debating giving up their cots. Idiots. And some of those said idiots were thrown off. That was a laugh for him. And Alastair didn't seem too pleased when he saw some of his men thrown overboard. Guess we just had three cots open, he huffed, glaring at the children. But that also means we're down three sets of hands. Which I expect you three to pick up. The month it took them to return to land was hell on water for all on the ship. As soon as it docked, the ship was almost immediately abandoned by all of the crew. Including the captain, of whom went to his favorite tavern to get ready for the trip inland to home. The home that he kept a secret from his crew. If they got wind he was a family man, then his kids and wife were in danger and Alastair was not always home to protect them. But while he was soaking in a lovely bath, the greying captain was pleased to be rid himself of the annoying children.
Thread: Learning Experience [Fanta and Seraph]

The moment three of the crew-members were thrown overboard, the twins gained a reputation. However, when Alistair informed them that they were three hands short--Ana, Set, and Anubis felt a feeling of acute annoyance well up in them as they figured what he was implying. The next month was interesting in the fact that the trio managed to shirk every job Alistair tried to thrust upon them to the point that the greying captain finally gave up. Ana was prone to throwing anything she was told to clean off the ship, barring her own things and should one of the crew attempt to get too friendly with her person, they lost their dignity or a few limbs. She was partial to removing fingers. The twins were menaces on the ship and took to lying on their cots below deck especially when Alistair bellowed at them to scrub the deck or mend things. However, it was at night that they were the worst, given their Vampiric descent they had to ingest a fair amount of blood to sustain themselves. It was much less than what a grown Vampire would need, but still enough to cause the crew to try to stay as far away from the delicate looking duo as possible. But on a ship, that was near impossible and most of the crew ended up feeding the twins' lust for blood one way or another. The only thing they wouldn't do, was sleep with the crew. As their sister had pointed out darkly, They are probably all diseased. And while their mother's Dragon blood strengthened their immune systems, their health would still be considered frail next to their sisters. So they were careful about how they selected their dinner and forwent bed mates, something the pair hadn't done since they were fourteen. After a month of what the royal trio considered hell on earth the ship finally docked. They waited until everyone scurried off the ship before they searched from some gold, some meaning enough to buy a good meal, a well-furnished bedroom for the night, a new set of clothes, and a long soak in a bath. Ana divided up the money and let her little brother's loose in the city as she made her first stop an inn, and a bath. She scrubbed herself bright red in a small cubicle before she finally sunk into a deep tub of water and moaned softly as she relaxed into the scented steam. She closed her eyes and smiled happily, this was much, much better than anything that had happened in the last month.
Thread: Learning Experience [Fanta and Seraph]

Alastair was planning on staying in the town for a few days, getting himself ready for the journey he had inland to his family. It would take him a few days and it was going to take a few baths to get the sea salt off of him completely. Not to mention his scraggly appearance was going to have to be taken care of too, perhaps a trim all around. And of course the usual gifts. The blonde captain was always sure to bring back something for his sons and wife, even if it was only a little thing. Something to prove he had indeed been traveling. His sons and wife thought that he was a merchant on the high seas, so to keep that lie going, Alastair always brought back little trinkets. Usually some jewelry for his wife, Chandra, a new tool for his youngest son Deon. Slael, his eldest, was a bit harder to buy for. That boy had his hands in everything and yet it was difficult to find something he'd enjoy or use. But this time, Alastair had found an old copy of some ancient spells, something he hoped would interest Slael. While the captain worried over his plans, Zeih was having a ball in a local brothel. Most of the rest of the crew was there too, but it seemed the dark-haired pirate was the most 'exotic' out of the crew and thus got all the girls' attention, fickle things. He hardly even had to put any charm on to have them all swoon over him. Zeih's night already seemed like it would be booked, keeping the girls happy and on their backs. And first up for the night was a fiery redhead that simply demanded his attention. He hoped this would be going on for a few nights, the more girls the merrier!
Thread: Tyr ~ Running from Destiny ~ D.E.666

Jewel The sound of drunken laughter from men and the giggles of women could be heard from within a rather popular saloon. It was about early evening, the sun just beginning to sink down towards the horizon. In the saloon, cowboys sat around at the tables, some drinking while others played cards and some did both. Saloon girls moved around smiling. They were all either serving drinks to the men or sitting in their laps, trying to persuade them into going upstairs with them for a little fun. However there was one woman serving drinks. She was a beautiful dark haired young woman barely out of her teens. Unlike the other working girls, she had a natural beauty that she didn't hide beneath a lot of make up. All the girl had on was some eyeliner and lipstick to high light some of her features such as her dazzling smile and pale ice blue eyes. Jewel was a woman of the age of 21 with waist length curly black hair and piercing ice blue eyes, her body slender and very curvy with her tiny waist and wide hips that led down into her very long legs. She was a woman of good breeding and when one spoke to her and saw the way she walked, it was easy to tell. About a year ago, Jewel had run away from home in search of a life that she chose. She had wanted to become a singer and dancer but she quickly ran out of money and soon became in debt so she did something that she was sure had her mother rolling in her grave. She became a prostitute in the local saloon. A soiled dove, a daughter of sin, fallen frail, dove of the roost, nymphs du prairie. Oh she had heard all the names that had been given to the girls of her profession, though her favorite of them all was 'fallen angel'. Many had told her that's what she looked like too. Jewel had run from home because her father had arranged her to marry her old childhood friend who had always liked her but she didn't want to marry him because she didn't love him. Nor did she want to become a mother so young even though all the other girls she knew were already mothers, some even had two children if not more. Jewel picked up a small tray of drinks and moved over to a table, giggling softly when she was pulled into a lap after placing down the glasses of whiskey. Have a drink with me beautiful. the half drunk cowboy slurred and she laughed while shaking her head. I would love to Bart, but you know that I'm not allowed to while on the job. she replied while standing up and returning to the bar for some more drinks to take to other customers.
Thread: Tyr ~ Running from Destiny ~ D.E.666

Charlie Siringo The trail was dusty and dirty all trails were dusty this time of year. Charlie Siringo had been riding for several days following a lead on a missing girl for a rich client. Most of the time he was hired to find desperados, thieves, cattle rustlers and like, but this request was unusual, but it paid well. Hed worked for the Pinkerton Agency for a while, and enjoyed the fieldwork, but after being assigned a desk job in the city, he decided to go independent. Though it meant lots of traveling, he enjoyed the solitude and the outdoors more than the city life. Out here you just felt more alive, and that what you were doing was important. Up ahead he saw the first ramshackle building, indicating that he was closer to the mining town of Basin. Hed followed a trail as the girl moved further and further into the Wild West as some were calling it now. He just like to think of them as the territories. It wasnt long till be made the center of town if you could call it that. No more than maybe a dozen or eighteen building, most to feed, clothe, and entertain the miners. Stepping off his horse, he tied it and made his way into the local saloon. Saloons were the centerpiece of towns like this, were men gambled, drunk, and get laid. Pushing back his hat, he steps into the drinking establishment the general clamor gives him a clear indication that the place is busy. Hed take his time, carefully ask around, and see if anyone knew if the girl was here, or if she passed on and where she might have gone. Looking around, he heads over to a small table puts down his traveling bags, and waits for the saloon girl to serve him. Standing just over 6 his hair was brown, but bleached by the sun in spots, his skin dark from the same said sun,his general demeanor let everyone know he knew how to take care of himself. He wore a pants, vest, and a pistol on his hip, nothing gave any indication that he was anything but an ordinary traveler, except he wasnt, he was a bounty hunter.
Thread: Tyr ~ Running from Destiny ~ D.E.666

Hearing several more calls for drinks, Jewel smiled slightly and nodded slightly while waving to the table of poker players. I'll be there in a moment. she called out to the table while laughing at some of the comments called out to her. Out of the things that she did in the saloon, her favorite thing would be serving drinks and interacting with the men in a way that wasn't just about sex. It was about teasing and having fun. Something that she could never have at home. After a man entered the saloon, she glanced up momentarily while moving over to the bar. I'll be with you in a moment darlin'. she said to him as she passed his table on the way over to the bar. After a quick word with the bartender, she gathered up the drinks for the group in the corner playing cards and she walked over to them with her tray held high. Hands off boys. I don't want to spill any of your drinks. she said with a slight pout. Lowering the tray, she placed the glasses onto the table and collected the empty ones before heading back to the bar to drop off the glasses. On her way, she paused next to the man that had just entered and she smiled down at him, her pale eyes glimmering in the dim light of the room. What can I get you dalrin'? she asked, her southern accent rather noticeable as she spoke to him. Jewel had no idea that this man that she was beginning to work her charm on was a bounty hunter that she probably should of kept away from but she had grown comfortable working in the saloon she was in at the time which was something one working girl told her to never to. She had been told numerous times that every couple of months she should get up and move on to the next town or city.
Thread: Tyr ~ Running from Destiny ~ D.E.666

Charlie stretches out his legs, as he tosses his hat into the other adjacent chair. It was nice to work out the kinks of being on a horse for several days straight, he wanted to take his boots off, but would have to wait till he got a room. He was covered in the dirt of trial, and needed a bath, something hed see if the establishment offered. Usually places like this offered room, a meal, and nice girl if you were willing to pay. He nods when the saloon girl swings by saying shed be back in a moment. He smile briefly breaks across his face, as it was just nice to see a pretty thing. Though it immediately struck him how close she looked like the description of the girl he was seeking. Still he had to be cautious he didnt know what was going on or who might be protecting her. Over the years, hed learned that patience and planning were far more successful than guns blazing. His eyes cast about checking out who and what was going on. Watching as the girl, as she moved about the room he found himself enjoying the view. She was definitely good looking, and pleasing to the eyes. His eyes follower her as she approaches, and smiles at her when she asks what he wants. How about a drink to start off, whiskey sounds good. As she was about to leave, Do you also serve food? Many places did, some didn't. He was hungry.
Thread: Tyr ~ Running from Destiny ~ D.E.666

Smiling, Jewel nods while adjusting the glasses on her tray. Of course. I'll get that right away. she replies before turning and walking towards the bar, her hips swaying slowly in a slightly seductive way that would keep his attention. Several steps away from his table, she heard him speak and she turned back to him with a nod, several of her beautiful black silky hair falling around her face. Yes sir we do. She moved over to the bar quickly and got his drink then returned to his table. After setting down his drink, she leaned down and rested her elbows against the table top while propping her head up on her hands. With her bent over like that, several men turned and leaned back in their chairs, one even falling back and causing the group he was with to start laughing. This evening Miss. Madeline has made a nice stew with some cornbread. she said. And if that isn't what you're hungry for, I believe she's also making some chili and if you wish she can make a buffalo steak. She was used to men coming in and asking about if they served food and after hearing that they did, the men usually asked what they had so it kind of became a routine to tell them what they had. So, would you be interested in anything sweetheart? While she waited for his response, Jewel twirled a lock of her hair around a finger while smiling up at him. With her close like she was, it would be able to see just how pretty of a girl she was and how young. Unlike most of the other women who were in their late twenties to mid thirties.
Thread: Tyr ~ Running from Destiny ~ D.E.666

Charlies eyes again follow the sexy young thing as she sashays her way back to the bar for his drink. After several weeks on the road, and staying in several places that couldnt be called towns, this view was a nice break. You didnt see such nice things outdoors. Reaching out he takes the glass, look briefly at the color, wondering how much it was watered down, and brings it to his lips to taste, as he watches her over the rim of the glass. Smiling around his glass, as she bent over his table to explain to him what was on the menu. Though his mind for a moment was on a far different menu, as his eyes caught the curves of her exposed chest. Setting the glass slowly down, so as to draw out the view, and his contact with the sexy saloon girl. Hmmm chili and cornbread would be mighty fine, honey. Im hankering for some decent eats. A man gets pretty hungry while traveling all alone, you know? His eyes never leaving her, as he begins to flirt with the girl. She matched the description pretty well, though if she really was a saloon girl, and maybe more, the rich client was in for a surprise. The description he had was of a young nave virgin, and though his girl was young, the rest he was sure was far from the description. Not that he cared bounty was for her alive, and said nothing about her womanhood.