The best of times, the worst of times

[just_a_minute]

Who: Anyone on the Triton's Mistress!
Where: Triton's Mistress
When: Backdated to June 10th through the 15th,16th?
What:  A combination log to include the following subjects:
             Welcoming a new crew member!!!
             A Casual Dinner Conversation
             The Tragedy of Eternal Bliss
             The copycat destruction of Deesuko Ballia
             And whatever else comes up~!
            
Warnings: Shouldn't be too bad towards the beginning. Language might become an issue in places XD. Pg-13!

When everyone had returned to their own ages, it had been expected by some that things would return to some semblance of normalcy. Unfortunately, there had been a slight hiccup in that plan but by roughly the 7th or 8th that too was put right. The stop at Himmelin had also afforded the crew an opportunity to break into a new line of trading that should fill their pockets with dubloons given enough time and the right connections.

With this stroke of good fortune.. surely more was to come........

[Feel free to make your own threads under the different sections or make a section of your own if you think of something you'd like to add that doesn't fit any of them. Just let us know what it is in the header and we're good to go!

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Comments

[orderispeace]

Close as they were standing to one another a heart shot or even one to the neck would have been easily enough done. Haytham's hidden blade was built for close combat while the sword would have been more cumbersome due solely to its longer length... a slight advantage the Grand Master did not make use of. Killing Yato was not really what he wanted, but he would oblige if it proved necessary.

"What I desire is for you to stop acting as if you are the most important man on the ship. Like it or not, you are part of a crew now. Your actions must take that into consideration."

[homelesswargod]

"I'm not going to change who I am just to suit you. I've been alive a very long time. I'm done with letting people tell me what to do." Yato hissed. It may not entirely be about Haytham, but he didn't know that.

[orderispeace]

Had he known perhaps the harshness of his words might have softened but where things stood now he could only see Yato as a liability to the crew. They were taking care of and supporting him and getting little back for their troubles.

"Then show that through your actions. So far despite your lofty condescending words you've down little but sulk and whine. You have called me a child but you are the one acting like one."

[homelesswargod]

"I have neither sulked nor whined. I could certainly complain louder, but if you want to enjoy my company, perhaps you should stop insulting me every moment you see me and I may be more inclined to help you." Yato hissed right back.

[orderispeace]

Clearly they held different definitions of sulking. To Haytham, removing yourself from the crew and having very little to do with them was a sulk. Truth be told he had done a few good sulks from time to time himself... though mostly when Barbossa had still been Captain.

"If you expect tender words then you need to do something to earn them."

They were at am impasse. Yato saw no reason to help out with out respect and Haytham saw no reason to respect some one who hadn't earned it.

[homelesswargod]

"I don't want tender words, I want you to stop insulting me. They are two very different things." Yato held firm, frowning at him.

[orderispeace]

"Up until this conversation I have never called you a name nor have I ever spoken against you to anyone else on board. You feel I have insulted you because I do not believe you are a God, I am afraid that is a situation that will not change."

As firm as Yato stood on his feet, Haytham stood as firmly on his positions.

[homelesswargod]

"I don't care if you believe it or not. I don't want to fight with everyone about the fact I am a God. Even if you believe I'm delusional, then just let me have my delusion. Is it bothering you in some way?" He snorted a bit, finally stepping back and sheathing the sword. Haytham wasn't worth killing.