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Post by Chloriosus on Mar 2, 2024 14:02:41 GMT -8
Kastron shrugged. "You do that. I'm going to see what mood aunt is in and then go into the galley. Just don't be surprised if I don't come back."
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Post by wingfeather on Mar 2, 2024 14:23:47 GMT -8
''I won't,'' Eldor responded cheerfully as he disappeared below deck.
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Post by Chloriosus on Mar 2, 2024 14:49:42 GMT -8
Kastron nodded, muttering several things angrily when he slipped and fell down the stairs. He checked the first cabin to the right for aunt, but only found DK eating some bedsheets. The next one had Emmalinda tending to a pretty beat up Weedsworth. Kastron especially speedily closed that door. He didn't even check the rum room. Instead, he went right into the galley, and to his delight, aunt was nowhere to be seen. He settled in front of the oven, but unfortunately it had gone out. Kastron thought of something he could burn, and then remeberd that beds existed. That being said, he ran back to the cabin he shared with Eldor, and banged the door open, slamming it into Eldor on accident.
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Post by wingfeather on Mar 2, 2024 15:39:14 GMT -8
Eldor rubbed his very sore shoulder, why was it him that always got banged up? ''Hey, I thought you were going to look for Aunt,'' Eldor said glaring at Kastron before turning back to his search of a warm coat.
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Post by Chloriosus on Mar 2, 2024 15:40:30 GMT -8
Kastron was already trying to get the remains of the bed from the destructed the room. "Even better.", he told Eldor through somewhat shivering voice. "I found no aunt. I did find the stove though, and now I shall burn this bed."
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Post by wingfeather on Mar 2, 2024 15:57:32 GMT -8
''What! But we sleep in that bed,'' Eldor protested, ''and...'' his voice muffled as he examined a particularly cluttered corner, ''I can't seem to find that blasted coat!''
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Post by Chloriosus on Mar 2, 2024 15:59:01 GMT -8
Kastron huffed. "Screw the bed! It's too broke to be used again anyhow! What else are we to do, burn rum?"
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Post by wingfeather on Mar 2, 2024 16:12:55 GMT -8
Eldor bumped his head from below some broken shelving, ''do you want to blow this ship to pieces!? No, go burn the broomstick or something,'' Eldor said returning to his search.
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Post by Chloriosus on Mar 2, 2024 16:22:19 GMT -8
Kastron was going to continue taking out the bed, but at Eldor's suggestion to burn the broomstick he dramatically dropped it. "Are you crazy!!! Do you want to get burned?"
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Post by wingfeather on Mar 2, 2024 16:57:42 GMT -8
Eldor shrugged, ''maybe it would end this blinkin' curse, ah here it is,'' he said shaking out a thick coat.
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Post by Chloriosus on Mar 2, 2024 18:29:30 GMT -8
Kastron shook his head. "If anything, it would make the curse a thousand times worse. What if we just burned Emmalinda's bed?"
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Post by wingfeather on Mar 3, 2024 10:18:38 GMT -8
''What! No! She has a very comfortable bed! Why waste it,'' Eldor protested strongly, ''why don't you just go and burn something more sensible and worth burning?!''
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Post by Chloriosus on Mar 4, 2024 13:46:30 GMT -8
Kastron didn’t even have to think about the answer to that. “Either I burn this bed to spot and ashes, or you help me switch Emmalinda bed with whatever the killer wale dragged out THIS is!” He menacingly started for the door with the bed again.
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Post by wingfeather on Mar 4, 2024 14:00:32 GMT -8
''Fine,'' Eldor grumbled, ''I suppose I shall have to sleep in a hammock like the barbarians.'' He stood and picked up the other end of the bed, ''lets just get this over with, I'm still cold anyway.''
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Post by Chloriosus on Mar 4, 2024 15:20:22 GMT -8
Kastron nodded cheerfully. “That’s better.” He banged open Emmalindas room door. “Now to switch the beds. Do you have anything else in particular we could switch around in the rooms? The table, maybe?”
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