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Fantasy The Crew

"There ye go lads." Racon cackled as the others began helping." Now let's finish getting this sail up so we can start to leave. The sooner we leave the sooner we get to sea!"
 
"Aye Aye Captain!" She yells eyeing the captain. She helps raise the sail. "Keep going mates! Shan't take to long now!" She barked.
 
Elijah hopped down from the raised platform where the wheel and a swivel gun reside, he couldn't help but sigh as he started helping the crew himself. His jacket rippling behind him in the high winds. A bad sign, naturally, Elijah could only hope the winds died down soon, before a storm would form. Though it wasn't all bad, the winds would carry them further I'd The Daemon would ride with them.
 
She was still waiting for the crew to set sail. Which was taking a long time. "Jeez what are they doing down there?" She was starting to get irritated. Then she saw Elijah hop down from the raised platform and started to help the crew. "Great their going so slow even he has to go help." She stood there looking at everyone. "Guess I should help to." She yelled the captain "Hey Elijah need me to do anything!?"


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Elijah chuckled "it's Captain, call me Captain, got it?" He continued on as he tied a rope round one of the wooden bearings with assistance of a fellow crew member. "Grr. See what you can do, maybe check up on the chef... Damn I'm hungry..,"
 
She started heading down. "So let see if I understand. You want me to go get you some food? What am I a servant?I can do more than that you know." She walked up to him with her arms crossed.


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"Not that, I just want to make sure the chef is actually still alive, I don't think I've seen him..." Elijah gave in response.
 
She unfolded her arms. "Oh.......I knew that." she said. Then she headed below deck. "Darn now I'm hungry." She headed to the kitchen to see what was up.


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nao popped his head out of behind the caption "um sir im right here ive been helping with the sail the whole time" he said looking up at him with a curiouse face
 
"Oh... Never... Noticed you there..." He gave in response, patting the top of Nao's head "lad... Food... Now..."
 
Racon let out a burst of laughter at the scene leaning against the sails mast."And remember lad," he called."Don't forget the Ale."
 
She came back up on deck. And walked towards the Captain. "Yah I don't see him." Then she looked over and saw he was on deck. "Seriously he was here the whole time."


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Elijah continued "And the rum and the sake and the salted hams!" Then Elijah turned to his first mate "hehe, sorry 'bout that"
 
"yes sir" he ran below decks exited that he could finally do what he knew best... food as Nao started cooking the aroma filled the air of the ship of perfectly seasoned steak cooked in a bit of rum with salid made from fresh and crisp ingarediance
 
She put her hands in her hips. "Uh huh." She looked around the ship. She then started to smell the food. "Oh man that smells good." Then she looked at Elijah. "Don't drink to much rum."


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Recan smirked at his acoholic captain and stopped to appreciate the aroma of the lads cooking. The kid can be as shy as he wants as long as he continues to cook like that. Shaking his head to shake himself back into reality he pushes himself from against the mast and starts heading back to the ratlines. Everything is more beautiful at sea.
 
nao popped his head out "market or home made rumsir?" (I have to go when I get back ill bring dinner up)
 
"Market, we save the homemade for a victory on the seas!" He shouted out, which got a few roars of agreement from much of the crew."
 
noa went back under and started cooking again enjoying every second of it till finaly the young ten year olds master piece of food with the perfect combination of look flavor and smell "CAPTAin DINNER IS READY!!!!!!!!" he yells exited (I have to leave again I was only back for a sec)
 
Recon sighed leaning back against the ropes as he watched the Deamon take sea. The wind blue against him harshly stinging his skin and announcing a nearby storm. Closing his eyes he breathed in the smell of the sea. Salt water and seaweed. He opened them when he heard the distant shout of Noa from below.


"Finally." He grinned and began scaling the ratlines down his stomach giving a rumble of agreement. Jumping the last few feet he stood from the crouch he landed in and began heading to the kitchen."Come on ye mateys its time to eat!"
 
Bella was looking out at the sea daydreaming until she heard dinner was ready. "Alright I'm starved!" And headed towards the food.


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