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Post by Daz on Jun 23, 2010 18:07:22 GMT
I shrug a little, again.. thinking to myself that if I want to leave I could always just run off at whichever port..
"Fine." I nod, reach out my hand to shake on it.
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Post by jarofdirt on Jun 23, 2010 18:12:49 GMT
Jack reached his hand out to complete the gesture, his smirk softening to a crooked smile. He was relieved she had finally agreed to help. "Thank you, love. We'll leave at first light then, eh?"
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Post by Daz on Jun 23, 2010 18:15:30 GMT
"Indeed." I nod, "But you still owe me a drink eh?" I decide.
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Post by jarofdirt on Jun 23, 2010 18:19:41 GMT
Jack couldn't help but grin. "Aye! What a wonderful idea." He then leaned slightly closer, his brows raising and lowering in a suggestive manner. "Would you like said drink in the tavern...or would you rather go somewhere else to enjoy it?"
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Post by Daz on Jun 23, 2010 18:29:05 GMT
I raise my eyebrow aswell, "Wherever else would we drink 'em?" I wonder.
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Post by jarofdirt on Jun 23, 2010 18:44:09 GMT
"Wherever your li'tle 'eart desired, love," he replied with an innocent smile. "I need a room for the nigh', so we could even bask in the pleasant scuziness commonly known as the Stagger Inn. What say you?"
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Post by Daz on Jun 23, 2010 19:14:32 GMT
"I say this is sounding like something I didn't quite ask for." I tease, leadin him back into the town, "Just because I'm being nice to you doesn't mean I'm ready to go sharin' anymore than a drink."
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Post by jarofdirt on Jun 23, 2010 19:31:55 GMT
Jack grinned as he followed Cleo. "Alrigh' love. But it didn't hurt to ask, savvy?" he replied lightly.
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Post by Daz on Jun 23, 2010 19:36:50 GMT
I roll my eyes as we head into a bar and I order myself a drink, hoping to get the chance to drink it properly this time.
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Post by jarofdirt on Jun 23, 2010 19:53:10 GMT
Jack did the same, ordering a tankard of rum and chosing a table in the middle of the tavern. After taking a seat and taking a hearty sip of his beverage, he turned to Cleo, his gaze curious. "So what 'ave you been up to lately, Missy?"
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