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Barcaza: Open Spam

[Sheridan, quartermaster of The Slayer and frequent enough visitor to Barcaza to be recognized, strolled into the tavern at dusk. She'd had a hard day haggling over powder and ammunition for the girls' guns and the ship's cannons - the sort of 'haggling' where the supplier got to choose between a heavy discount and a lost finger or two - and having fulfilled her Captain's orders she felt qualified to relax a while. She sat down at the end of the bar and gestured for a drink.]

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[She raises an eyebrow.] You're begrudging a pirate crew a little embellishment, now? We'd have called it The Actually Fairly Reasonable Sort Of Person but we didn't have enough paint.

[He ducks his head, mouth turning up at the corners.] It was a joke. But a name like that would certainly set you apart.

Not in any way I'd enjoy. And where's your berth, hm?

The Resolute. I'm not going to have to worry about being followed back, am I? [But he's smiling. Because Tim is a failure.]

[She smirks.] I've yet to board a ship that's not at sea. [She throws back what's left in her glass.] Not drawing enough of a wage to get a room on land for the duration?

[He wrinkles his nose for a moment before taking another drink.] I'm still something of a junior member with the company. [And he'll just polish off that drink and take a moment to make sure he doesn't cough.] I'd rather sleep aboard, and have money in my pocket to come to places like this, and meet people like you.

Flatterer. I'm sure you're keen to avoid the risk of having your throat cut in the night for whatever pittance you might have on your person, too.

Edited 2012-03-24 02:12 (UTC)

That may have factored into the decision, yes.

[She gestures for the bartender to recharge their glasses.] Heh. Can't say I've found that a problem for some time. Rumor has it I can kill a man in my sleep if I'm so inclined.

I guess that depends on what kind of death you're talking about.

[If he's talking about what she thinks he's talking about then she's surprised and amused by his nerve.] I'm sure I don't know what you mean, Master Drake. Care to elaborate?

[That was about as far as his nerve stretches. :c Tim's starting to turn red.]

I - well - to die a small death...have you read Shakespeare's works?

Seen a couple. The man was a playwright, not an author, and the words make a degree more sense when you - [And she's just going to push the flat of her hand right across his inner thigh.] - see them in action.

[It probably speaks in his favor that Tim doesn't drop his drink. He barely even spills it, but that might be because he sets it down quickly.] Something tells me you wouldn't much care for Romeo and Juliet.

[She grins and it's flat-out predatory.] You think not? I could stand for a night of star-cross'd loving.

[You walked straight into that, Tim.]

[He's good at walking straight into things like that. He fumbles for a moment, lifts his glass to take a drink, decides against it, and changes his mind again before he gets out,]

Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight, for I ne'er saw true beauty till this night. [All the blood in his body is in his face. All of it.]

[Sherry just laughs and sips her drink.] Bedded a few girls back home with that line, I trust.

Edited 2012-03-25 00:14 (UTC)

It's a very good line. [That's it Tim, BE SUAVE.] But I thought you'd like Taming of the Shrew a bit more.

A play about a man making a submissive wife of a wilful woman? You thought wrong. May I ask a question, Timothy?

I will admit I cared more for Kate in the beginning than the end. [He takes a rink before nodding.] Certainly.

You talk a good game, but I've made my intentions perfectly clear and you're still lingering on literary criticism. So, do you not care for women? Because Barcaza doesn't judge.

I like women! [He's trying so hard not to sputter again. :c] I just - didn't want to presume...[Welp. He puts on a smile, and holds out his hand.] Would you care to see the Resolute?

[She takes his hand with a smirk.] Would you care to explain to your superiors what you're doing on your ship with a known pirate?

[He can finally match that smirk.] No. But they happen to like their drink, and I've a rather nice cabin, all to myself.

Ha. Well, far be it from me to discourage this sort of recklessness. [She makes an expansive gesture with her free hand.] Lay on, Macduff.

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