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Post by Paprica on Jan 6, 2010 21:41:03 GMT -5
Ringa stood at the railing of the boat, utterly bored out of her wits. Behind her the otter crew hustled and bustled like most good crew members do. Ringa sighed. Being on a boat was so monotonous. Ringa didn't know how Paprica could stand it. Speaking of Paprica, she was talking to the captain of the Seaflower (the boat they were sailing on). Ringa watched them as they drew nearer, still talking. Paprica came up to where she was standing. She leaned against the railing, with her back against the sea.
"Captain says that we'll be reaching Green Isle soon."
Ringa smiled. Finally, some action. "That's good. After Green Isle, where should we head next? Sampetra?"
"Somewhere exiting, just drawing islands bore me. I want something shiny. And hard to get. And valuable. And guarded by ghosts or something." Paprica eyes were lost in her daydream of treasure.
"Whatever. I'm allergic to violence. I break out in hives. As long as it's new, unexplored, and full of mystery, I'm okay."
"Remind me why I'm even travelling with you."
Ringa sighed and looked west, where they were headed. A small green splotch steadily grew larger and more detailed on the horizon. She allowed herself a small smile. Maybe on this trip they will both get what they were looking for.
((OOC: Red=Paprica Pink=Ringa cause she's girly!))
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Post by mourir on Jan 13, 2010 17:09:52 GMT -5
Mourir the ferret woke up from his sleep and yawned. rubbing his eyes, he sat up and leaned over the railing of his small ship groggily and spat into the ocean. He had been at sea for two seasons now, traveling from small island to small island. However he was growing tired of the sea and the endless sight of blue, he thought it was time to return to Mossflower. He had been making his way back when a storm hit, he did all he could just to stay afloat and was knocked unconcious by a large wave that sent his forehead crashing into the railing of his boat. Mourir looked around and groaned, he was off course and lost, he had no idea where he was and his supplies had all been thrown overboard. He spotted a small island on the horizon and decided to head towards it. He picked up his paddle and grumpily started to row towards the island. "Here we go again...." he muttered.
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Post by Paprica on Jan 13, 2010 19:43:05 GMT -5
(( OOC: Yay! Finally, someone posted!!!))
*Ringa jumped onto land. She was happy, she won again. Paprica walked sullenly behind her. They waved at the Seaflower, which was now heading out to sea again. Paprica glared daggers at Ringa.*
You're a jerk, you know that? First you say you want to go to Green Isle, then you stop the entire ship just to walk on a deserted island?! How stupid can you get? *Paprica was almost yelling at the end of her sentence.*
Ah, ah, ah! *Ringa waved a paw in Paprica's face.* Temper, temper, I was only trying to put your goals before mine. See, on a deserted isle there is more of a chance for treasure. So you can get pirate booty galore! And the Seaflower will come back in two more days, so we wont have to wait long.
*Paprica frowned. Ringa was SO annoying. If this was what came from Redwall, Paprica was sure as heck not going there. Paprica's attention was caught by a speck on the horizon. She shielded her eyes from the sun's glare.* Is that... a boat?
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Post by mourir on Jan 15, 2010 18:10:23 GMT -5
Mourir paddled on through the ocean, slowly but surely getting closer. After about a half an hour of rowing he spotted a boat in the distance, and on the shore he could see two figures. His muscles were sore and he was famished, the rowing was hard for him. After another fifteen minutes he was only a couple yards off shore. He stopped rowing and watched the two figures as hit boat drifted onto the island.
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Post by Paprica on Jan 15, 2010 18:27:50 GMT -5
He needs help! *Ringa shouted, running into the surf. Paprica hesitated. It was a ferret. Who was to say that he would kill them once he was revived? Ringa had reached the boat and was pulling it lopsidedly to the shore.* Paprica.... Help me! *Ringa panted. Paprica sighed. This was the punishment she had from agreeing to travelling with Ringa. She should've stayed in Mossflower. Paprica frowned as she went to help Ringa drag the boat farther onto the sand.*
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Post by mourir on Jan 16, 2010 8:21:26 GMT -5
Mourir climbed over the side of his boat and ungracefully flopped onto the sandy beach. He started to pant as he layed on his back, then sat up and looked at the two creatures. "Thanks for your help....Im completely worn out." He stumbled onto his feet and reached into his boat, grabbing his pack which barely had any supplies left he opened it up and pulled out his flask of water and began to drink.
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Post by Paprica on Jan 16, 2010 14:11:07 GMT -5
Here, we have water. *Ringa held out her flask of fresh water, a worried expression on her face.* Are you okay?
How did you get out here, ferret? *Paprica said roughly. She glared at the vermin, daring him to make the first move.*
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Post by mourir on Jan 16, 2010 16:21:07 GMT -5
Mourir accepted the water from Ringa, drinking gratefully. He heard the distrust in the otters voice and put the cap back on the flask. "I'm from Mossflower, Ive been at sea for two seasons now, I guess you could call me a...wanderer." He handed the flask back to Ringa "I assure you I don't mean you any harm, I'm not like other vermin."
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Post by Paprica on Jan 16, 2010 17:45:14 GMT -5
((OOC: Paprica is a shrew... I should've clarified that, sorry ^_^ ) *Paprica narrowed her eyes.* Afloat at sea in that washtub? How did you stay afloat? I- Ow! *Ringa cut off Paprica with a stomp on her paw and an angry glare.* Don't be such a jerk! *She hissed in Paprica's ear.*
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Post by mourir on Jan 16, 2010 19:39:50 GMT -5
Mourir let out a chuckle "You know I often wondered the same thing myself....It was really a stupid idea to start this journey, and I was just trying to get home when I got caught in a storm and blown off course."
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Post by Paprica on Jan 17, 2010 11:48:34 GMT -5
Well, *Ringa ventured out timidly, fully aware of Paprica's glare.* We're here to map out the islands of the western sea. One day, I'll travel to the far west and make a map of the entire world. We have a ship coming to pick us up in a few days, want to join us?
*Ringa waited patiently for Mourir's answer. Paprica made a sound in her throat. It sounded like, "We?"*
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Post by mourir on Jan 17, 2010 14:28:38 GMT -5
Mourir looks over to his shanty vessel and lets out a sigh, then looks back at Ringa and smiled "Sure, anything beats being stranded on another island."
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Post by Paprica on Jan 17, 2010 16:04:45 GMT -5
Another? *Ringa cocked her head, knowing that there was a story behind Mourir's smile. She smiled and sat down.* We- well, I- come from Redwall Abbey. Paprica here comes from east Mossflower. *Paprica tutted again, extremely peeved.*
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Post by mourir on Jan 17, 2010 17:39:26 GMT -5
Morie sat down near Ringa and Paprika "Mossflower huh...thats where I was on my way back to, I lived on the Western shore of Mossflower most of the time, but I haven't ever really had a real permanent home."
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Post by Paprica on Jan 17, 2010 19:30:03 GMT -5
Well, if you have no home, you can come to Redwall! *Ringa settled back into the sand.* It's so pretty, a giant castle made of old red stone. There's a bell tower and ramparts and the tapestry in the Great Hall. And the orchards! You could sit among the old trees and dream of peaceful things among nature and the happy abbey dwellers. *Even Paprica listened to Ringa describing her old home; a dream-like expression on her face.*
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