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piratejournal2014-03-01 12:30 am
livethecreed) wrote in piratejournal2014-03-01 12:30 am
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2nd Codex | Audio
[Altaïr was unaware that the journal in his pocket had activated somehow, that it was transmitting for all the sound of it smacking against wood as he steadily made his way up the mast of the ship he now called home. Over the rhythmic thuds and the sound of the wind blowing, Altaïr's voice could faintly be heard. And if one knew Arabic, they were in for quite a treat.
Curses upon the ship were tumbling from his mouth, the vast majority of which we're wishing catastrophe upon the ship. He was NOT enjoying himself at the moment, but it was necessary for him to acquaint himself with his new surroundings.]
Curses upon the ship were tumbling from his mouth, the vast majority of which we're wishing catastrophe upon the ship. He was NOT enjoying himself at the moment, but it was necessary for him to acquaint himself with his new surroundings.]
Action: (No worries! I completely understand!)
[Which is weird. Very weird. But, hey, this kind of thing happens, Alex figures.]
Action: (Thx. I feel bad that RL keeps me away so often. Apparently I can't have nice things.)
[He's mostly thinking tactics in case she turns out to be a threat, but also, potential sparring partner.]