05-06-2016, 11:23 AM
Manix entered the girls room. After hours of studying Scrimshaw, he was just more confused. Every time he thought he was following a hot trail, a story, it ended in another riddle. So he came to visit the young lass. Seeing her bolt up, with a wild look in her eyes, was she looking for something? Ah, yes what is a hunter without her weapon.
Chief was standing tall, as he always did when his Captain walked in. The girl had startled him, but with Manix there he would keep quiet.
Manic calmly walked over to the closet, opening it and removed a freshly laundered and neatly folded clothing, on top was all the girl's, weapons. Manic had done nothing to the weapons, not even cleaned the blood from the blade, some hunters were picky about things like that. He carefully sat the items down on the night stand, keeping eye contact with the girl the entire time.
Chief! Prepare a warm bath for our guest, have cookie make some food that is fit for us human's not some bilge rat.
With a quick salute Chief dashed off. So lass, or would you prefer hunter, you are safe here, u can bathe and eat, then we can talk. Or you can dress and be on your way. However, leaving severs our time together for good.
Watching her face closely he let that sink in.
I'll leave ye to ur decision. I'll shall see ya at dinner, or if not, may the Seas God's keep ya safe and fair winds follow ye.
Starting to turn away he stopped: Chief see you as a wee lass, maybe even a daughter he never had, please, do not toy with em, He is a Loyal Friend.
He didn't wait for an Answer, he would see her at dinner, or not.
Edited by Manix, May 6 2016, 11:56 AM.
Chief was standing tall, as he always did when his Captain walked in. The girl had startled him, but with Manix there he would keep quiet.
Manic calmly walked over to the closet, opening it and removed a freshly laundered and neatly folded clothing, on top was all the girl's, weapons. Manic had done nothing to the weapons, not even cleaned the blood from the blade, some hunters were picky about things like that. He carefully sat the items down on the night stand, keeping eye contact with the girl the entire time.
Chief! Prepare a warm bath for our guest, have cookie make some food that is fit for us human's not some bilge rat.
With a quick salute Chief dashed off. So lass, or would you prefer hunter, you are safe here, u can bathe and eat, then we can talk. Or you can dress and be on your way. However, leaving severs our time together for good.
Watching her face closely he let that sink in.
I'll leave ye to ur decision. I'll shall see ya at dinner, or if not, may the Seas God's keep ya safe and fair winds follow ye.
Starting to turn away he stopped: Chief see you as a wee lass, maybe even a daughter he never had, please, do not toy with em, He is a Loyal Friend.
He didn't wait for an Answer, he would see her at dinner, or not.
Edited by Manix, May 6 2016, 11:56 AM.