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Aug. 24th, 2007 01:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bringmethatnpcEverything in Panama City had gone mostly according to plan, a rare happenstance for the pirates in this motley crew, and the more superstitious among them spent the first few days on board their new vessel debating whether this meant good luck or bad, fair wind or foul.
The Spanish ship they'd stolen isn't large or particularly pleasing to the eye, being in need of some new paint and wood maintenance, but it's seaworthy and swift before the wind, and most importantly, well-stocked for a long voyage.
And a long journey to Singapore it will be.
The Spanish ship they'd stolen isn't large or particularly pleasing to the eye, being in need of some new paint and wood maintenance, but it's seaworthy and swift before the wind, and most importantly, well-stocked for a long voyage.
And a long journey to Singapore it will be.
Re: Above deck
Date: 2007-08-02 01:38 am (UTC)She's standing on the fo'c'sle, near the railing, beaming at a couple of rather battered oranges, holding one out to Mal as he approaches.
"I Summoned them a couple of hours ago, hoping I had enough energy for it," she explains, digging her thumb into the rind and giggling as the juice nearly sprays her in the eye. "Dunno where they've come from, but they're a far sight better than most of the rations."
Re: Above deck
Date: 2007-08-02 01:49 am (UTC)"I'm leaving."
Re: Above deck
Date: 2007-08-02 01:52 am (UTC)"Wha?"
Re: Above deck
Date: 2007-08-02 01:59 am (UTC)Mal waits until Dora finishes chewing her orange piece.
"I also want to go with Will 'fore you personally have to be off anywhere, if you get the idea."
Re: Above deck
Date: 2007-08-02 02:09 am (UTC)Chewing slowly, she looks out over the water for a long moment before replying.
"Well, you gotta do what you gotta do, yeah? It's all right." A soft, crooked smile back in his direction. "Just try not to get yourself killed while I'm not watching your arse for you."
Re: Above deck
Date: 2007-08-02 02:11 am (UTC)Mal gestures down to his clothing, his holster in particular.
"Can do any...time-appropriate non-sweatshop-made clothing for me?"
Re: Above deck
Date: 2007-08-02 02:22 am (UTC)"You wanna look like any old pirate, or does it need to be blendable with the whole Sao Feng posse?"
Re: Above deck
Date: 2007-08-02 02:27 am (UTC)Re: Above deck
Date: 2007-08-02 02:38 am (UTC)Nymphadora draws out her wand and steps back a few paces, looking Mal up and down critically.
Then she begins muttering spells, waving her wand this way and that. Mal's clothing begins to shift to varying shades of brown, so that -- in the twilight, especially -- he starts to blend in with the planking of the ship. The details of his clothes shift and disappear until it's all as non-descript as can be.
The holster makes her frown in concentration. Eventually she pokes at it until it turns into a wide leather belt.
"There," she says at length, looking him over again. "Is that all right? You can stick whatever weapons you like into that belt, and it looks a bit more... historically accurate than your holster."
Re: Above deck
Date: 2007-08-02 02:42 am (UTC)Inara would not approve.
"Fine by me, so long as I'll be able to get it all back later."
At least he's still got his orange.
Re: Above deck
Date: 2007-08-02 02:45 am (UTC)A stern look. 'Dora points a finger at him, an inch or so from his nose.
"And we will."
Re: Above deck
Date: 2007-08-02 02:49 am (UTC)Mal salutes again, peeling off a bit of orange rind finally, as he heads back to Will below deck.
Re: Above deck
Date: 2007-08-02 02:56 am (UTC)