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[demon_knight]

[Open Spam]

[Jeryline's glad to get the hell off the boat, definitely. This past month had been some bullshit, she got to do a damn "two steps forward and nine steps back" dance with her inmate thanks to some mind-fuckery turning the ship topsy turvy, and she accidentally hurt one of her friends when she was just looking for a little comfort. She's eager to get off and visit somewhere very new, and it's not like the Admiral's terms seem that hard. She's lived under more rough conditions.

After triple checking to make sure Cleo has all the catfood she'll need and water and her litter box is nice and clean, she leaves the ship, accounting for a couple of inmates, and just decides to walk around the town and see what needs to be done.]

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[fuckingvisions]

[ Aforementioned friend was making wasn't far ahead of her, making his way off in his favorite brown leather jacket, a few things inside the pockets for any port. The flask that used to carry whiskey was now filled with holy water and a few protection charms written on a paper shoved in another pocket. Two zippo lighters and about 3 packs of cigarettes hidden on him. He had no weapons of course, inmate and all but he figured he normally would have his celtic cross on, but it was hidden in someone elses jacket for now. He couldn't very well let his Warden go without something on her to protect her.

He was looking out at the port as he started to turn to look at something seeing the outline of Jeryline not far behind he turned to make sure he wasn't seeing things before he grined and just decided to lean against a wall and wait for her. ]

[demon_knight]

Hey you! [She shouts at his back as if she's catching him up to no good.] What are you doin' loiterin' outside of someone's business. Don't you know you can get in trouble for that?

[She does catch up though, hands in her pockets, and smirks wryly.]

I saw an honest to god elf.

[fuckingvisions]

Some o' the finer fun acts o' bein' a petty criminal is loiterin' and jay walkin' didn't you know that, darlin'? [ he quiped back pushing off the wall grinning at her.] 'Sides I was waitin' for you. I saw you just back there.

Really now? Sure it wasn't just one o' the inmates lookin' ragged.

[demon_knight]

No no. I saw an elf.

I also saw a dwarf lady. Or it coulda just been a woman with a beard. But I'm bettin' it was a dwarf. She was all stocky and shit. [And when she describes her as stocky, she sort of makes a "hulkamaniac" pose with her arms.]

[fuckingvisions]

Well damn, we may have a bit o' fun in this place then.

I'm gonna say Dwarf in this case love, how far back was it? We should go look to be sure, science and all. Yeah?

[demon_knight]

If she's not a dwarf and decides to kick our asses, I'm gonna run faster than you. Just warning. [She's teasing, of course, but she thumps him on the shoulder and starts leading him back where she saw the heavily armored woman.]

[fuckingvisions]

Oh way to make a fellow feel at ease there. [ He looked to her a bit wearily, but after the last month getting his ass handed to him by a dwarf seems less scary then say, the stuff in zero.] Fine, that's fair as long as you you don't be lettin' her kill me.

[ He added as he walked with her he wasn't really as worried as he made it sound, it just seemed funny. The longer he was on the barge the less of a coward he was becoming.]

[demon_knight]

You should have seen the dwarf, too. He had this long Lady Lovelylocks hair and these ears that stuck out and was dressed like that green guy from the video game. [She made a motion with her hands like she's holding an invisible controller. She keeps pace with him despite being only five feet tall, acting twice her height at the very least.]

I hope Dean ends up in somethin' like that and we can get a picture.

[fuckingvisions]

Sorry love, I gave up on games after SOnic and Knuckles. I got no idea what you're talkin' bout but I'll take your word for it. [ Though he did look kind of excited, like a kid going to see something new for the first time. And hey, he's learning to play Halo. Thats something! He liked walking next to Jery, she didn't make him feel as short as some of the other Barge people.]

Oh god yes, We gotta get that. We should get you a cape love, make you look like a knight o' somethin.

[demon_knight]

I had one of those adventure games right before I ran away from home. Zelda! That's what it was, and the main guy was Link. Zelda was the princess and you had to go and save her.

[She's smiling a little as she recalls it, even if she did run off from her family.]

Like one of those shorter capes or one of those riding cloak things. Oh! [She suddenly tugs his arm.] I want one with a hood. I'll have to do somethin' so I can get one with a hood.

[dublinbrogue]

Ahh, Old school NES Zelda I do know. I keep forgettin' the lads names Link. Must get old bein' called the wrong name.

[ he could help but grin more when she grabbed his arm.]

Well maybe we should skip the dwarf and see how we can make some money and get you that cape, eh?

[demon_knight]

Oh no. If there is a once in a lifetime opportunity to see a lady dwarf, you're gonna see a lady dwarf, mister. Then we see about gettin' me some fine threads. Not- [she holds up a finger] -until you're done livin' it up off the Barge, though.

[If livin' it up means lady dwarf. She still has ahold of his arm and starts leading him off into the market.]

[fuckingvisions]

Alright then, to the lady dwarf we go then darlin'. [ He couldn't help but be amused by it. He'd be a lair if he denied he liked when women bossed him around. Why do you think he liked Cordelia so much?] If Adventurin' don't work I'm fantastic at dice, so we'll get them threads before we leave.

Now let's see if she's all that, yeah? [ He chuckled a bit, he felt like a kid in candy land. The inner nerd that he tried to keep buried was having a spazz attack.]

[demon_knight]

Take it easy on the dice, amigo, you don't want to get in a fight with something big, muscly, and with a bulldog underbite for no good reason.

[Though she stops in time to point out a little gathering of Dwarves. Indeed, one is a woman with a massive breastplate and ribbons woven into her glorious strawberry-blonde beard. She's short, and considerably more stocky compared to the human women around her.]

[fuckingvisions]

Oh ye a little faith, I have skills at this darlin'. Don't worry so much. I've seen Willow enough times to know whats what.

[ Oh god. Still his eyes widened a bit at the sight of the dwarves, he looked to Jeryline a moment then back to the gathering.]

Shit, I don't wanna end up on her bad side. Any woman that can grow a better beard then me, I ain't in the market to piss off.

[demon_knight]

Oh man, if I had a beard like that? I'd... look like Snoop Dog. No, I'm just kiddin'. His little tuft is lame. But I'd do it up in braids and tie it in a bow.

[She sounds pretty amused, and she tugs him to follow her again.] We're gonna go have some fantasy world food. Hopefully somethin' that isn't the equivalent of fantasy world gassy tacos.

[fuckingvisions]

[ Doyle looked at her a little funny a moment.]

Are we talkin' like ZZ TOP beard braids or... wait you said Snoop.

[ The little Irishman definitely knew of who Snoop was. Be it because of where he lived and the time period it was hard to escape.

And much like before he follows her quite willingly. Already enjoying this port! ] Hey I'm good for either. Cant be all that bad. [ he moved a bit so he could just loop his arm in hers, yeah maybe he just likes being cute with his pretty friends.]

[demon_knight]

You know he's got a lady face, other than that tuft. [She doesn't mind holding onto his arm as it turns out, just gives him a snide little grin at her observation.]

What sorta food do you usually like, so we can make educated guesses.

[fuckingvisions]

Snoop or the dwarf? [ He asked jokingly. He returned that snide look with a playful shrug. This was definitely a vast improvement from the last month.]

I'm a cheap take out kinda guy love, I don't really care what it is as long as it's edible. The joys of not bein' able to cook. [ Which translates in Doyle too 'Being too lazy too cook'] If I had to guess, burger and fries? ...God I've been in America too long.

[demon_knight]

You know what that means, right? When we get to a port like we know? We're goin' to a diner, or a pub I guess. Someplace with burgers and those big thick fuck you fries.

[But the smell of beef (she hopes it's beef) is summoning her and she ambles that direction.] There's nothin' wrong with American food, if you get enough runnin' around in.

[fuckingvisions]

Consider it a date darlin, 'cause I ain't about to say no to that.

[ Hell just the idea was fantastic. He missed cheap diner food. Last good burger he got was in London with Seth before his bud went MIA. He was following her, god that smelled good.] I don't know what that is, but damn it smells nice.

I did. LA was good for that much, what about you? What's your favorite?

[demon_knight]

I'm pretty much a burger and fries girl. But I'll take whatever that is. [She points to a large dining hall as they get close. There seems to be a cover charge, and she knows she'll have to dip into hotel room and possible awesome cloak money, but she's already fishing to get something out of her pocket.]

[dublinbrogue]

Well I'll be sure to let you kn ow if I see a place like that next place we end up, and you do the same yeah? [ He asked as he followed her towards the dining hall keeping to pace. Doyle would totally hit the dice games later to try to help get the money made up. His luck isn't always terrible. When they reached the door he pulled his arm free of hers just so he could pull the door for her. Random moments of gentlemenly behavior, shh don't tell. It might ruin his non-exsistant reputation.]

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[deadliestviper]

[Just like her warden, Bea is relieved to have an opportunity to stretch her legs and breathe air that hasn't already been through the lungs of everyone on board. The past month has been especially difficult, no lie, but she's done far less damage than she could have. If she ended up seven steps back, she at least tried not to step away. As angry as she still was, she was starting to consider the value of less violent philosophy, of a more peaceful approach to life.

Though maybe not so much in this port. The town was sleepy enough, sure, but the "wanted" posters and warning signs bespoke a danger around the community. And as bizarre as this place was, Bea was well aware that this was the kind of danger she did best in.]

Hell of a bandit problem, huh?

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[demon_knight]

Hey, thieves can be some of the nicest people you could hope to meet.

Or they could be somebody that needs to have an asskickin'. [She stands up on the balls of her feet to look at the posters.] Any of these pretty faces catch your fancy? [This appealed to her more than hanging laundry, that was for damn sure.]

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[deadliestviper]

I've met a few nice thieves in my time. As well as some nice drug dealers, prostitutes, and killers.

And I've met my share of assholes in all those fields too. [Like a viewer at an art museum, Bea crosses her arms over her chest and considers the posters before pointing at one with a particularly long list of charges under the portrait.] This one's got a real nice look to 'em.

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[demon_knight]

...The bald one? [She points to the one she means.] I like it. Let's just say he reminds me of someone and it would be therapeutic.

[She puts her hands on her hips and stares a little more confidently.]