Azu Ongokos (Mar 9, 2011 8:24:30 PM)
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Azu Ongokos (Mar 9, 2011 8:41:19 PM)
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Azu Ongokos (Mar 9, 2011 9:01:14 PM)
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Azu Ongokos (Mar 9, 2011 9:12:32 PM)
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Azu Ongokos (Mar 9, 2011 11:02:41 PM)
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Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 9, 2011 11:03:09 PM)
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Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 9, 2011 11:03:56 PM)
*Octavian is crawling about in the rigging, quietly repairing the minor damage caused by the storms earlier in the day. How he manages to not fall to his death on the still damp wood is anyone's guess*

Azu Ongokos (Mar 9, 2011 11:05:38 PM)
She'd come out from below decks, her arms don't look quite as bad today, there's still a lot of bruises but pieces of normal skin tone can be seen. She still is wrapping her chest but even seems in a good mood today compared to many others. She waves at Octavian after spying him out. "You have quite the balance there Captain!" Nameless is resting on shore.

Azu Ongokos (Mar 9, 2011 11:08:00 PM)
on docks*

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 9, 2011 11:08:18 PM)
Years of bruises and nearly broken limbs is a powerful motivation to learn, miss Azu! *he calls down, cheerfully, as his hands deftly splice a pair of lines*

Azu Ongokos (Mar 9, 2011 11:11:11 PM)
"I'm learning that myself!" She glanced up along the ship and rigging, and there was a bit of wincing but she moved easier than she had been only a couple days before. Climbing a little carefully but one had to learn sooner or later after all.

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 9, 2011 11:11:56 PM)
How are you feeling today, miss Azu?

Azu Ongokos (Mar 9, 2011 11:13:17 PM)
"Well, I still have a bit of time to heal but a lot better than I was. Night in a hold and all." She grinned a bit. "It feels nice to be even a bit better though."

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 9, 2011 11:14:25 PM)
*He nods* I miss that feeling.

Azu Ongokos (Mar 9, 2011 11:15:06 PM)
"Having a freehold to be around?"

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 9, 2011 11:16:04 PM)
Yeah. Warming yourself by the fire, so to speak.

Azu Ongokos (Mar 9, 2011 11:17:23 PM)
She nodded. "Yes, it's a little too infrequent..." Sobering a bit as she thinks about it. "Roy and Dee were torturing Gordy...I'm not sure what for...but it was obvious they'd taken care to make sure he'd stay alive while they...did things to him."

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 9, 2011 11:18:10 PM)
Have you talked to him?

Azu Ongokos (Mar 9, 2011 11:19:15 PM)
"He was still unconscious, but Calvin wanted us to come by tomorrow to speak with him. Gordy I mean."

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 9, 2011 11:19:34 PM)
*He nods a bit* What happend with the wannabe sovereigns?

Azu Ongokos (Mar 9, 2011 11:21:29 PM)
"They were partying at their own Carnival when we paid to use the library and stay for the evening by the fire...it was on the same floor as where Gordy was being held. We snuck into his room and nameless carried him out the window to meet up with Calvin." She shrugged. "We set up the room to look like we werent there and I stayed the night to keep up the appearance of being there for healing...though it was a nice bonus."

Azu Ongokos (Mar 9, 2011 11:21:49 PM)
"Roy and Dee were too busy in their party on the ground level to notice us stealing their hostage."

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 9, 2011 11:22:48 PM)
Ahh. Nice. I made sure to be seen in a few places after you sent that text, to make sure I had an alibi.

Azu Ongokos (Mar 9, 2011 11:24:34 PM)
She nodded. "Good, I couldn't just leave him, and I know sidhe being there would have seemed too strange. Right of Rescue all that."

Azu Ongokos (Mar 9, 2011 11:27:50 PM)
"Miss Rhys and Mister Scott were thankfully there to help as well. I need to learn how to pick a lock." Pondering.

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 9, 2011 11:28:50 PM)
*He nods* I can't be involved in things like that. Not yet.

Azu Ongokos (Mar 9, 2011 11:29:27 PM)
"Plotting as usual Captain?"

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 9, 2011 11:32:35 PM)
Always. *said simply, with a nod, as he pats down the line he was splicing, then drops off the spar, sliding down that very rope, gripping it with his right hand to slow his decent to something non-bone-breaking*

Azu Ongokos (Mar 9, 2011 11:35:37 PM)
She climbed down much more carefully. "As usual, if I can assist let me know. I'm curious what Gordy will say as to what happened." Looking a bit troubled about it.

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 9, 2011 11:37:16 PM)
You'll keep me up to date, I hope? *he moves into the conference room, pouring himself (and Azu if she wants some) tea*

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Azu Ongokos (Mar 9, 2011 11:38:29 PM)
She'd nod and take her tea appreciately. "You don't want to attend I assume?"

Azu Ongokos (Mar 9, 2011 11:38:34 PM)
(random ooc!)

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 9, 2011 11:39:09 PM)
(totally)

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 9, 2011 11:40:20 PM)
*he flops into his seat, shrugging out of his uniform jacket (revealing his black undershirt and the scarred skin growing into his arm, as well as the other myriad scars on his torso* I...hrm.

Azu Ongokos (Mar 9, 2011 11:41:37 PM)
She sat down, folding a foot beneath her, she still moved a bit slowly but her night at the freehold had obviously done a lot to help heal her. She watched him, paitent as usual when it came to waiting for answers.

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 9, 2011 11:42:37 PM)
I don't know. I've been debating taking Everbright out of port.

Azu Ongokos (Mar 9, 2011 11:44:06 PM)
"I could understand moving her given all that's happened lately." Azu nodded, going with the change of topic. "It would probably be safer for her."

Azu Ongokos (Mar 9, 2011 11:46:47 PM)
"Hopefully we can get what you need for building her armor at the Timeless Market."

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 9, 2011 11:47:36 PM)
...There are more storms coming is all. *he says, and it's the honest truth* That's all. I'd bring her back once they were past.

Azu Ongokos (Mar 9, 2011 11:49:18 PM)
She nodded at that. "Fair enough."

Arion Floca (Mar 9, 2011 11:51:17 PM)
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Azu Ongokos (Mar 9, 2011 11:51:53 PM)
Nameless is resting on the docks near where the Everbright is docked as usual.

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 9, 2011 11:52:43 PM)
The last thing she needs, morale wise, is -more- storm damage. I suppse I could try a wyrd casting of Oakenshield...but if the storm is bad enough, not even that would help. *The ship is docked where she usually is, her gangplank up to prevent access without permission. Octavian and Azu can be seen through the windoes of the conference room*

Arion Floca (Mar 9, 2011 11:53:30 PM)
*Late night and out for a run, the overly large horse pooka was on the docks. He caught sight of the Everbright and descided that he might as well visit. He stopped at the edge of the dock and looked up.* Evening all, anyone there?

Azu Ongokos (Mar 9, 2011 11:54:19 PM)
"It's a logical choice Octavian. Why do you hesitate?" She asked. Then looked toward the calls. Nameless yawned and yelled. "Visitor."

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 9, 2011 11:54:32 PM)
*Octavian rises enough to see who's calling, speaking aloud* Everbright, g'head. *and, with that, the plank drops to let Arion board*

Arion Floca (Mar 9, 2011 11:55:32 PM)
Thank you much. *He said to the ship with a smile, then he heads up. Testing everything more carefully now that he was larger.*

Azu Ongokos (Mar 9, 2011 11:57:43 PM)
She offered a wave to Arion, sipping her tea. Nameless didn't move after his call except to lay his head back down, lazy dragon.

Octavian Vanderaa (Mar 9, 2011 11:58:15 PM)
*The ship, chimerically at least, is built to accomadate trolls, so there's plenty of room. Octavian rises, grinning at Arion* Evening. Thirsty?