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Post by Daz on Nov 15, 2007 21:02:44 GMT
and I'm updecks at this point, sitting, looking out to the ocean, with a bottle in my hand.
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Post by Jacky on Nov 15, 2007 21:04:08 GMT
During the game of cards in which I'm involved I glance over to Cassandra with slight curiosity. Nobody bothers to talk to her.. or even acknowlage her existance. If I didn't know any better I'd think I was the only one seeing her at all.
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Post by Daz on Nov 15, 2007 21:07:40 GMT
I take a swig at my bottle, before glancing over to the others. As I do, I catch his eye, looking back at me. I watch him for a moment before turning my focus away to something else.
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Post by Jacky on Nov 15, 2007 21:21:23 GMT
Pretending to know naught yet about Cassandra, I nudge the sailor sitting next to me. "What's the story on her?" I ask with a nod in Cassandra's direction. I want to know what these men think of her.. for some reason.
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Post by Daz on Nov 15, 2007 21:24:31 GMT
"Eh..? Ah Cassandra? I dunno, Mate.. she's a waste o' space.. when she's on decks she gets in the way.. cant do anythin' usefull.. the captain keeps 'er around fer recreational purposes, y'know.. an' to be honest.. I think most of us pity 'er.. waste of a life, that girl."
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Post by Jacky on Nov 15, 2007 21:35:22 GMT
"How'd she wind up like tha'?" I ask him.
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Post by Daz on Nov 15, 2007 21:40:12 GMT
"Dunno." He repeats.. "She just joined up one day.. I wernt anythin' to do with it.. I would o' though the capn were the only one to know. She don't ever tell anyone anythin'.."
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Post by Jacky on Nov 15, 2007 21:51:57 GMT
"Does she do *anythin'* around here but be the capt'ns pet?" I ask him with a smirk.
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Post by Daz on Nov 15, 2007 21:56:14 GMT
He laughs at that... "Yeh.. like the ship's dog."
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Post by Jacky on Nov 15, 2007 22:00:29 GMT
Hilarious. I grant the man a chuckle, a rather unsincere one though, before I get up. "Let me see whether tha' pet talks." I smirk at him.. before making my way over to Cassandra.
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