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[Redcoat]

OOC: Now a few days after the events of Chapter Eight; all players ,resolve your conversations in there. I'm getting this RP moving.

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Anikus stalked the deck of the Momentum with quiet purpose. He planned the expedition to the Outback with the utmost caring and consideration; after all, he had failed these people enough before.

"Crew! Comrades! I've got a plan!"

He shouted jovially, not realizing just how foreboding these words were. "We won't have to slog through anything, and this plan is one hundred percent Valdich free!"

As tired party members emerged from their cabins--the scholar realized with some embarrassment that he was up first--he offered them the remainder of the pemmican.

"Our landing shall take place at the great city of Tyrael, an area with a strong magical tradition and, frankly, the perfect method of getting us into the forest in one perfectly healthy piece. The birds, friends! The birds!"

As the others closed in for questioning, he stopped and took some bits from his cold, but very filling and quite tasty, breakfast. Pemmican, a mix of meat and berries, was a popular Istrogoth food, easily preservable and attainable in Otavia. He wasn't sure how the others would like it, but it was food, after all!

[Nowe]

S'ven looked at the mixture called pemmican with disgust, "Are you going fishing with that?" he inquired jokingly, "I have jerky here that'd be much more appealing," he replied, taking a few sticks of jerky out of one of his packs.

This he offered to anyone who wanted it. He then rustled around in another pack, and withdrew a sweet-smelling plant that he proceeded to chew after the jerky was gone. "Would anyone else prefer some mint for the mouth? It works for cleaning up after that type of meal," he stated.

[Lyon]

Telchi accepted a piece of the jerky and chewed on it while he looked over the rail of the ship at the city. "Somehow, I doubt your promises of the Valdich's absence will matter one bit to them when they show up," he called over his shoulder. "I hope we can make this quick. I've had enough of this tropical weather." He finished the jerky and headed over to Anikus, gingerly trying the pemmican. "This isn't bad, but it's no Selken food," he pronounced.

"I like it just how it is," said Kaethe, stretching and tossing a handful of pemmican into her mouth. She grimaced, spat it over the side, and quickly took a piece of S'ven's jerky. "Although I admit, a change would be nice."

[Kamikaze_X]

Thalmir was quiet the entire time on the ship. He didn't bother looking at the scholars "dish", and instead ventured to the hold and retrieved a fishing rod. Going toward the starboard gunwale, he cast off his line, complete with bait, and waited for a tug. As the others ate jerky and pemmican, Thalmir enjoyed the catch of five good sized bass, which he immediately killed then heated up with his fire element. After a while of preparation, he sat upon the edge of the deck with a skewered and cooked fish. Looking to the others, he smirked... for the first time in many days. He took out some spices from his bag and lay the cooked fish in them, giving a zesty flavor.

"Hey, I have some extra fish fillets over here if any wish for some." Thalmir said with a genuine smile.

[Chef]

Grimlain emerged from his cabin, yawning and complaining like always.  He hated waking up, though his dark dreams weren't exactly welcoming either.  Whether I'm awake or asleep it's always a living hell, Grimlain thought to himself laughing.  As the pemmican looked genuinely revolting, Grimlain took a piece of jerky from S'ven instead.  

While chewing on the piece of jerky, Grimlain looked out to the sea.  They would be heading to the jungle, it seemed.  Not exactly the first place he was wanting to visit.  He wondered why they were going there.  Obviously they would run into some sort of beast or trap, as it was Anikus leading them after all.  Grimlain sighed.

"Why am I here?" Grimlain said, laughing to himself.

[Phantom]

Ria eyed what Anikus had the audacity to call food. She would rather starve then eat THAT! She looked at Alec,Even his food Alec will try and kill us!

Alec couldn't help it, he started laughing out loud, Ria frowned at him, Seriously Alec if I wanted everyone to know I would have said it!

Sorry Ria..... but still! Alec chuckled again and took Ria in his arms and walked around. He saw Thalmir cooking fish.... now that smelled and looked good. Thalmir offered some of his catch and Alec smiled while Ria sat next to Thalmir.

"Oh I am so glad someone had the sense to make something that humans can eat! Thalmir you are awesome! You rank high in my books as  life saver." Ria smiled as she took a bite of the fish.

Alec stood off to the side watching everything.... something was off..... again. He couldn't place his finger on it but something was not as it should be. He was on his guard now watching everything.

[kmag1up]

Arnab was not comfortable inside the barrel. Her stomach pitched and rolled with each wave. It also growled with hunger as some smells wafted down to where she hid. Why had she not just introduced herself? She panicked that's why. She coulda just walked up to everyone and introduced herself and hoped they welcomed her on board but nooooo, she took the cowards way (as usual) and hid in a barrel. Lucky for her it was one going on this ship but again. She knocked herself in the head lightly against the barrel side, cursing how she wished she was a bit braver. The ship hit a big wave and Arnab felt her stomach jump up with it. Oh, it was going to be a LOOOONG trip.

[Kamikaze_X]

Thalmir laughed happily as he prepared his own fish. The line on his fishing pole tugged again, and after brining it back up, a large mouth Bass flipped and flopped in the air at the end of the iron hook. He looked to Ria and Alec, handing them both a skewered fish with the spices and sauce he prepared.

"I suppose when you are out in the wilderness and by rivers as much as myself, you have to learn to prepare good food." Thalmir said as he chomped down into his own bass fillet.

[Vithar Megilaglar]

Takeshi, still sleeping, and lightly at that, was woken by Sakura smacking his chest.

"Takeshi. Takeshi!"

"Yeah, yeah. I'm awake. What is it, Sakura?"

"He said he had a plan."

"Oh great. That sounds like...fun. Damn fool. Let's eat..."

Takeshi sat up, pulling a satchel closer and pulling out several wrapped bars of so called "trail food".

Sakura grimaced, taking a bar and eating it, chasing it with greenish aloe drink.

"Well, this "trail food" is probably better than anything Anikus comes up with. At least it isn't poisoned. This aloe does help, though..."

"Hmm...It seems like forever...since that day."

"It...does. I hope this...quest...doesn't bring us to a bad end..."

Sakura sat on in silence, then followed Takeshi when he left the cabin.

[Durandal]

Marketta awoke different than before - she utterly despised the morning; the frizzy hair, the oils collecting on the skin that made you feel disgusting, and the overall grogginess of the morning. Barely able to keep her eye lids open, which seemed like weights more than eye lids, she made her way to the food Anikus had prepared, picking up the plate and fork. Walking over to S'ven and Thalmir, she took thankfully what they offered and mixed it all into one dish, the now dull pemmican alive with flavor - the mixture of the Jerky and Fish gave it a strange yet satisfying taste which she felt much better than each other alone.

As she finished her meal and chewed the satisfying mint, she remembered what Anikus had planned, something that she had originally ignored, but realizied as she finished off her plate. Listening to the commotion around her, she decided to relax on a chair near everything; the others were mostly bickering about the food and socializing, even the quiet Thalmir was happy and busy eating his fillets.

[Nowe]

Aingi's ears stood up on end, her gaze drifting over to the barrel on the ship's stern. She whined once, alerting S'ven to whatever it might be. "I do not think that we are alone," stated S'ven to those gathered for breakfast.

[kmag1up]

Arnab had decided to work on some sewing while in her cramped space. trying to get her mind off the rolling anger of her stomach, and failing miserably. The sounds of people's chatter was pleasant to her ears, she loved the sound of life. She stitched the fabric together, easing the needle and thread though, gingerly tugging at the thread to pull it though. She tried to breath shallow and deep, so not to make too much noise. Arnab mused to herself of the adventures she was going to have with this crew. Cavorting and parties on the ship, music and laughter. Arnab had a very ideal version of how life was, and was  blissfully unaware of how it really was, (outside of bars that is) and held everyone in a very high regard.
Oh except Tobias, Arnab thought bitterly, Tobias could rot in hell.

[Redcoat]

Anikus horked down his fish, pemmican, and jerky--an awfully meaty breakfast, he felt, but one could not choose--with ravenous enthusiasm. He, too, felt the presence of an outsider; reaching out with his aura sense, he felt the presence of someone inside of one of the barrels on deck.

Setting down his plate, he walked over confidently, reaching for the barrel's lid. "It's a person," he whispered. "Probably harmless. Be on your guard, but let us be hospitable."

He tore the barrel's lid away with some force, exposing the suddenly very startled Arnab. Recognizing that she certainly wasn't a threat, he laughed a bit.

"Who do we have here?"

[kmag1up]

Arnab jabbed the needle into her thumb. She looked up at the man who just exposed her. Trying to smile (but ending up with a grimace that made her visage look that of a escaped mental patient) she slowly stood up, needle a good three inches in her thumb. her shoulders where tight as she pressed her arms against her body, trying to make herself seem smaller. She opened and closed her mouth a few times, a squeak of pain rippling out from her throat. Taking in a gasp of air, she slowly released it, holding her hand out, with needle still deep in her meat, to shake hands.
"My name is Arnab..." she said as a few drops of blood streamed slowly down her thumb and wrist as she ignored it.

[Nowe]

"Stand down Aingi," muttered S'ven, the dog instantly going back to her own meal. "Perhaps we should take a look at that needle first, before shaking. What say you?" he inquired.

Out of one of his pouches, he took what appeared to be a gourd with a stopper in the top. From yet another, he pulled a small roll of gauze. "Have a seat, I'll do what I can to make sure it doesn't get infected."

[kmag1up]

Arnab blinked a few times, her face scrunched up as she wondered what this new man was talking about. She followed his gaze down to her hand, which was now bleeding quite happily and without interruption. She laughed, in what she hoped was a nonchalant way (it wasn't) plucking the needle out of her hand and shoving it back into the pin-case in her bag.
"I'm sorry." she said, placing her hands on either side of the barrel, hoisting herself out of it. "I was just startled by the cloak and I really don't mean to bleed this much." she stood for a second with her leg caught on the barrel, falling to the deck with a loud thud. Arnab rubbed her bleeding hand in her hair, looking and feeling quite embarrassed as her face flushed. 'Nice going, dummy.' she thought to herself as the blue-eyed man tended to her thumb, her eyes couldn't seem to decide to watch his work or to keep gazing upon his calming visage though.

[Chef]

Grimlain turned away from the sea and eyed the newcomer critically.  She obviously snuck on board.  If it was his decision, he would have her thrown overboard to fend for herself.  He hated this kind and welcome policy Anikus had, but he couldn't do anything about it.

"A newcomer..." Grimlain said to himself, sighing. "Great...  Let us add another to our already overflowing roster.  One of these days a decision like this is going to get someone killed."

Grimlain shrugged, giving up hope.  He couldn't change anything that happened in a situation like that.  His ideals were a little different than everyone else.  If he didn't watch his mouth, he could be getting thrown overboard himself.

[Kamikaze_X]

Thalmir approached Anikus silently and sat down by him. Sighing he looked up to the sky. Lifting down his balaclava from his face, and throwing back his hood, he looked to Anikus, an expression not of anger, nor happiness. His eyes were deep, almost tired looking.

"Anikus, I would just like to say, that I would rather get along with you then exchange angry glances every few moments. I know, that we both shall have a better time, if we just... forget what happened. I still am not happy with what has happened, and I don't think I ever shall be... but it is better if we get along, for the morale of our comrades at the very least." Thalmir put out his hand for Anikus to shake. A smile came upon his face. "Just... try not to get us into anymore awkward situations, Anikus."

[Redcoat]

"I make no promises," he replied with laughter, "But I'll try, and I'm sorry for what happened back there."

Anikus took the man's hand and shook it firmly, only checking for a split second for movement towards his claymore. Was there--no, there was no way that he was going to forgive him this easily. No way in the Stars grand plan. But the smile seemed genuine, and quickly the scholar realized that peace was valuable enough that any price, even a petty principle like honesty, was enough to pay. He did want it; genuinely, not merely because of politics. Though he could not lie; the increased job security was excellent.

"Regardless, my friends!" he shouted as he stood up. "This newcomer is free to travel with us if she so pleases! God knows we need the manpower, so, listen up. The plan is simple: we're going to fly into the forest and skip the groundslogging stage entirely!"

[Vithar Megilaglar]

Takeshi raised an eyebrow at Anikus' statement.

"Flying!? Seriously? Anikus this sounds worse than your other plans. Not that this is actually saying much in comparison."

Sakura frowned, turning a raised eyebrow on Takeshi, although one could guess of a certain agreement.