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Oi, ye scallywags! Got a wee inquisition for them's that knows their poisons, aye? It be important, so don't be shyin' away like a clownfish on the reef, arharharhar!

SPADES!

Be settin' sail at dawn t'morrow! Check in here t' make sure we got all hands 'counted for! Ye lot's had it easy this month since I got laid low but I ain't lettin' ye scoot past me notice any longer! Ace, Marco, Thatch, Haruta, Selphie, Natsuno, Logan, Rogue, Ikki, Aya, Chandra, Vyse, Zeff, Denny, Korra, Asami, Mako, Bolin, Nami, Leanne, Naesala, Rose! Wanna hear from all y' yellow livered sea rats 'fore sundown! Others that may a jus' joined up tell me here cuz I ain't been payin' 'tention!

As for the rest a ye dirtbags that helped us out in that last pinch we got in, ye have me gratitude. Don't make me regret givin' it t' ye!

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Couple items t' discuss with ye, Mister Crocker. Haul yer scrawny buttocks t' the deck with haste if ye don't mind. No need t' be harpin' 'em all over the books, ye see. I'll be waitin'.

Oh? Like what? [You're not going to make him leave his study are you Namur? However, the commanding voice does haul Crocker's tush to the deck, as he slams his book shut and looking around the deck for Namur.]

This better be important.

[Sounding somewhat pissed off because he was in a good read but then he's always in a good read.]

[Of course you gotta leave your study, Denny-boy. Like Namur's gonna fit in there.]

[He drops a long, proportionately thin arm over Crocker's shoulders, smirking.]

Aye, it be a matter of great importance. Step int' me office, Denny-boy. Won't be needin' this trifle here.

[And he snatches the book out of Crocker's arms, pinching it between a couple of fingers and discarding it like dross. Then he smacks Crocker's back in a friendly way, picks the man up under his armpits, and hauls him over the rail and into the sea. Namur lets go of him while they're still fairly near the surface and turns to watch.]

[Crocker for just a quick moment stiffens his shoulders but does relax and spread something of an arm over the other and smirk back and lets Namur guide him to the rail. He does however 'Gah' a little with the friendly smack on his hunch back.]

Huh? Wait! What's going on? What are you doing?!

[His legs squirm uncontrollably and continues to shout.] If I did something tell me! I can be better! Just don't drop me in the -

[The man feels himself splash into the watery depths below and swings his arms around in a desperate attempt to stay above the surface but it's in vain. He doesn't want it to end this way! As Crocker begins to sink he looks up at Namur and sad eyes form behind his glasses. He thought they where friends!]

[Damn, boy sinks faster than a shitty hammer. Namur dives, quick as a flash, and brings Crocker back up to the surface, holding his head above water.]

Looks like we'll have a bit a work t' do. Ye be a seaman, now. Can't have ye unable t' tread the waters, aye?

Edited 2014-09-28 15:52 (UTC)

[After feeling betrayed he's then rescued? Which causes Crocker to be confused as he coughs and inhales for air.]

WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT - all about?

[Meanwhile, Crocker is quiet as Namur holds him afloat and holds back. Maybe he shouldn't had been so quick to judge on that. Maybe he needs to adjust to Namur's tactics and not lose the trust.]

SORRY! I thought - [There's a pause.] It's besides the point what I thought.

... I suppose not?

Be learnin' ye t' swim from now on. That be thing one.

Thing two be relatin' t' an off-crew complaint.

[Namur's grip tightens on Crocker's collar, not enough to hurt or choke, but just enough to notice.]

What be yer intentions with the fairy girl?

[Denzel's eyes wander over to side for a moment and bulge out a little from the tightening grip. Complaint? What complaint? That is before Crocker's mouth twists into a nervous smile.]

Can we talk about this back on the ship?

[Namur rumbles a chuckle from his chest, dropping his free hand on the top of Crocker's head and smoothing the scant hair off to the side. If it has a direction Crocker usually combs it, Namur probably went the opposite way.]

Listen t' the lit'l git. If I meant t' talk t' ye 'bout it on the ship, I would have. Now answer the question quick like if ye want t' get back on deck.

[Denzel squirms at the rumbling coming from the other and stares rather confused with Namur fixing his hair but he also kinds of likes it. Little git? How would Namur know about computer software? Unless - git has another meaning? That must be it! Meanwhile, Crocker continues to appear nervous. Between being in the ocean and not being able to swim, Namur grabbing his collar a bit and knowing any answer that pops out of his mouth that he's really really screwed.]

I WANT TO CAPTURE HER FOR HER POWERS!

[That and on top of not being able to help himself. Crocker cringes and shuts his eyes after he's done shouting in one breath.]

[Namur pats Crocker's head a couple times more. If Crocker has any way of sensing another's will or intent, Namur's just went from friendly business to deadly.]

Want ye t' be tellin' me somethin', Mister Crocker. How be that any differnt than what them lads done t' me in Stela?

[Denzel's heart beats hard in his chest and just manages to shudder out.]

I - I - don't know entirely what happened.

[Crocker wishes right now he could hide his head into his shirt but Namur still has his by the collar. Which now is making him think of one of those bullies that use to pick on him and they're both still in the f-ing ocean. Crocker does manage to squeak out.]

And I - wouldn't go after you... Or Nami... Or Leanne. Or Marco... Or Rogue... or Thatch... or Miss Nalaar... or Bolin.. or Rose... or Korra... [As Crocker continues the list he's just noticing on how many could kick his butt with magic. Just Musa has any interest in hunting.]

Edited 2014-09-29 01:57 (UTC)

[Namur dunks Crocker, watching impassively as the human flails just under the surface. Counts to ten. Slowly. Then pulls him back up to sputter and catch his breath.]

They captured me for me power, Crocker Barrel. Know ye what a slaver be?

[As Crocker is suddenly pushed down. He's doing the best to not exhale as he barely had been ready for that. Denzel fidgets underneath Namur's grasp. Air. Air. He needs air! Namur let's Crocker go just as he was starting to see some of his life flash before his eyes. What the HELL is the deal? And gasps for air as soon as he can and pants for about a minute.]

WHAT THE FUCK?!

[That is before smiling rather nervously, considering who is holding all the cards.]

No. But I have a feeling you're going to tell me.

[Namur still has a good grip on Crocker. Remember that whole trust thing?]

Slavers be any son of a bitch that takes 'way 'nother person's freedom, understand?

[The grip is reminding him of the trust thing but he can't help but feel he's getting mixed signals.]

She's a fairy. It's not as if she's a person!

Edited 2014-10-03 15:25 (UTC)

[Namur only heard it's not as if she's a perglbargle, due to Crocker suddenly dropping below the surface once again. He didn't want Crocker to say something regrettably unforgiveable. This time, instead of watching the struggle impassively, he felt a deep set rage boiling up inside, and lifted the pathetic little human roughly out of the water. His eyes dilated, making them almost entirely black, teeth bared and snapping.]

THE HELL GIVES YE THE RIGHT T' DECIDE FOR ANOTHER THAT THEY AIN'T A PERSON? Jus' cuz they ain't a human, it don't mean they ain't got a mind or a will a their own!

[He needs to calm down, shit. Namur puts Crocker back in the water, out at arms length, and holds him there where the man can still breathe. He takes a deep breath himself, anger making it rattle, then hisses his next words quietly.]

If I ever, ever hear ye spoutin' refuse like that 'gain I promise ye, I will rip yer fool head right off yer shoulders!

Edited 2014-10-03 16:51 (UTC)

[After Crocker said what he had there's a short lived realization of 'oh crap' phrased that wrong and doesn't a chance to say anything else, including that he'd dunk himself but rather finds himself struggling for air once again and his arms wangling and coughs for air.

When Namur begins to scream at Crocker the man, unfortunately pees in the water and Namur may feel a slight warmth in the water suddenly before struggling for air again. Once again, is choking and gasping for air and looks like he's had the shit scared out of him. Crocker didn't mean that he didn't see Namur as a not person, he did. He just didn't see Musa as a person... but maybe... Just maybe fairies are also people?

Silence.]

[Dude, gross. Don't pee in the water right next to him. Namur breathes there. So he carefully moves out of that particular area for somewhere more diluted, glaring through the silence.]

Listen t' me now, Mister Crocker. Ain't about t' take a man's dream from him. If ye want t' make machines an' other such things that make use a other people's abilities that be up t' ye. But ye have t' make sure they be wantin' a part in it. If they says no, ye have t' toss it in the ocean. Ye don't be capturin' people an' ye don't be forcin' 'em t' do that what they don't want t' do. The seas be 'bout freedom. Be that clear, Mister Crocker?

[Denzel meanwhile continues to appear somewhere between distress and horrified. As Namur continues on, his heart pitter-patters for a moment in excitement. That is before the last part is mentioned.]

WHAT?! TOSS IT IN THE OCEAN?!

And if I don't?

[Namur's eyes go hard, deadly serious.]

Be makin' ye wish 'twas yer scrawny arse that got tossed instead.

[He softens a little bit.]

Best plan a action be t' do the askin' first an' the buildin' second, aye?

Point - well - taken. [Denzel manages to choke out. Oh, Namur. You're lucky Denny likes you or he wouldn't even try and nods slowly. Crocker gives Namur a slight nod and maybe Namur is right. Maybe Musa is a person. Even if she is a fairy.]

I'll - give it a try for you.

[How strange this feels!]

Edited 2014-10-17 23:58 (UTC)

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