Trial of the Spades

[hiken]

Who: The Spades Crew + Anyone wandering by or onto their ship.
Where: Isla Empieza, The Sun
When: 12/15 - 12/21
What: Shenanigans! The Cold Curse, Sailing, Etc
Warnings: None so far. Possibly violence, given this crew.
Style: Prose/Action. Either or!
Status: OPEN

Threads below! Feel free to drop in your own, just remember to date them. More 'general' threads will come up after the crew sets sail.

Comments

[hiken]

Actually, for the moment we're pretty loaded. I snuck out--[Tossed.] a Navy ship before you got here and I unloaded its supplies to sell after the battle. Everyone had their supplies messed with as the Navy was leaving, so I made a killing!

[He could have done better, too, had he real experience in trading.]

I could buy a whole new ship outright. I just wanna make sure, if we get one, it's good enough for us.

[om_nom_namur]

Niiice.

[Namur punches Ace's shoulder, though without much force.]

Well, I can check out keels an' shit if there's one or two y' got yer eyes on. Ain't gonna be too good 'bout pickin' out the rest. They got a place that sells 'em 'round here, don't they?

[hiken]

Sounds like a plan, then. If anythin', I don't think the shipwrights down at the pier are gonna expect a fishman to help investigate the ship.

[Ace grinned, gesturing over his shoulder with his thumb.]

Since you could check the bottom of the ship to see if they're tryin' to screw us.

And--yeah, there's a plaza not too far away with a house for selling ships.

[om_nom_namur]

Tell me when y' wanna go an' we'll go. Ain't like I got anythin' doin' 'round here. Least not 'til people learn I ain't gonna eat 'em or some shit.

[hiken]

Not right away. I think I'll have everybody do a lil' bit of upkeep while everyone recovers from the last big fight we had.

I'm still finishin' up a few repairs on the ship. [Well, waiting for things to dry, anyway. Stuff that didn't hinder them from sailing, either.]

[om_nom_namur]

[Namur salutes and lets that motion flow into a point and a wink.]

Whatever y' say, Captainbro. Got a fishin' net hangin' 'round? Fish're comin' back now the noise ain't shakin' 'em int' oblivion. Can start bringin' a bunch in for the crew.

[hiken]

Yeah, there's one hangin' off the rail, port-side. I drew it a day or so ago, but we've been tearin' through food with Luffy in Empieza with it.

[Admittedly, Ace was always the biggest danger, since he was around all the time.]

It's a nice one, too. It's a shiny woven rope net, so it'll draw the fish right in! Tons of cool stuff like that shows up in the shops, here.

[om_nom_namur]

Sheheh usually I jus' tell 'em t' get in the net an' they go. Fish're pretty stupid that way. Tell Thatch t' get a good set a filletin' knives, he's gonna need a couple people helpin' 'im clean from here on out.

[hiken]

We've got a freshly sharpened set in the supply room. Given the last haul, I spent plenty of time with 'em, so I knew they had to be prepped for later.

[Though, even Ace knew Namur would probably want to sharpen them again.

It was best to do that right before working with them, anyway.]

[om_nom_namur]

[Namur doesn't bother cleaning fish. He just eats them straight out of the sea, alive and wiggling. Whatever he brings back to the ship is for everyone else. Namur only eats with the crew to be social, and even then it's less eating and more drinking.]

Cool.

[He plops his arm over Ace's shoulders again.]

Sounds like yer pretty well set up then. Still feelin' stressed?

[hiken]

Ugh, yeah. Not for this, though.

[He paused, looking a little bit uneasy.]

All my ideas for tattoos are bad, I think. Or, they're too elaborate.

...Or, I'm just bad at drawing.

[om_nom_namur]

Well shit, I'll draw it out for y'!

[He claps Ace on the back.] C'mon, let's go get some markers an' see what badass shit we bust out.