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Wednesday, 12 May 2010
What's this?
I dont know why i didn't write it in the log earlier, but it seems I have gained us a new munitions expert since the mysterious disappearance of gunner riley... during one of my more sober moments, I suppose. those that know him already will know him as a jolly good fellow.
the conversation went something like this:
David: Ah'yl join whoever can pay my way an keep mah attention.
Cap'n: that'll be the good ship Eleanor then.
David: heh. then i offer my abilities and marksmanship cap'n
Cap'n: and i will pay you in rum 8D (i'm sure the nav is better at working out pay)
David: no doubt. Are you a runner (air trades) or of a more ambushing persuasion?
Cap’n: we surprise
Cap’n: nothing is more surprising than a ship run by girls with a drunken captain.
David: youll be needing extra firepower just in case then
Cap’n: oh haha.
David: id offer my credentials but im afraid they would only make me seem a debauched member of the human race.
Cap’n: oh?
David: Im not welcome in certain ports. I like to have a good time.
Cap’n: the amount of times we've been kicked out of port, you'll be fine with us
David: Im a good shot though.
David: with rifles anyway. not too bad with a pistol. shotguns.... id rather be up-close and messy.
Cap’n: well just don't get blood on me velvet coat
David: Thats why i wear leather darlin' - I have a penchant for whisky mind.
Cap’n: well.. get your own cabinet
David: One thing the yanks made well other than rifles. They still cant make decent chest armour. How much loot can the eleanor hold?
Cap’n: we've never managed to get enough, but she can't hold as much as she could when new.
grandma left her to me.
David: as customs go.
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Job description (self described):
"i just shoot shit an make your job easier."
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He's offering us a third of his takings as rent for a cabin. With this we can pay for MORE VODK- I mean, repairs (to my drinks stock).
Let's see.. we need another cabin door, some rope, a new drinks cabinet, some planks.. planks are nice. I want a new sword. MINE IS BENT AND I DON'T REMEMBER HOW.
ONWARDS, TO LONDON! BEFORE I GET ANY MORE SOBER.
-cap'n
the conversation went something like this:
David: Ah'yl join whoever can pay my way an keep mah attention.
Cap'n: that'll be the good ship Eleanor then.
David: heh. then i offer my abilities and marksmanship cap'n
Cap'n: and i will pay you in rum 8D (i'm sure the nav is better at working out pay)
David: no doubt. Are you a runner (air trades) or of a more ambushing persuasion?
Cap’n: we surprise
Cap’n: nothing is more surprising than a ship run by girls with a drunken captain.
David: youll be needing extra firepower just in case then
Cap’n: oh haha.
David: id offer my credentials but im afraid they would only make me seem a debauched member of the human race.
Cap’n: oh?
David: Im not welcome in certain ports. I like to have a good time.
Cap’n: the amount of times we've been kicked out of port, you'll be fine with us
David: Im a good shot though.
David: with rifles anyway. not too bad with a pistol. shotguns.... id rather be up-close and messy.
Cap’n: well just don't get blood on me velvet coat
David: Thats why i wear leather darlin' - I have a penchant for whisky mind.
Cap’n: well.. get your own cabinet
David: One thing the yanks made well other than rifles. They still cant make decent chest armour. How much loot can the eleanor hold?
Cap’n: we've never managed to get enough, but she can't hold as much as she could when new.
grandma left her to me.
David: as customs go.
---
Job description (self described):
"i just shoot shit an make your job easier."
---
He's offering us a third of his takings as rent for a cabin. With this we can pay for MORE VODK- I mean, repairs (to my drinks stock).
Let's see.. we need another cabin door, some rope, a new drinks cabinet, some planks.. planks are nice. I want a new sword. MINE IS BENT AND I DON'T REMEMBER HOW.
ONWARDS, TO LONDON! BEFORE I GET ANY MORE SOBER.
-cap'n
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2 comments:
Ah, welcome to the new gunner. It's nice to have another man on board.
Now to London! May I suggest we partake of an evening of theatre?
Nav.
To London!! Onwards ho...um I mean...Cap'n!
Soon I will have pictures of the entire crew...not only is the Professor...well a professor, but she also has mastered pencil skills, and has so kindly helped me collect a record of everyone xx
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