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 Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 3:50 pm
*It is midmorning on the ship, the sun already approaching it's zenith. The entire crew has recently emerged from Kero's galley, which now has its trademark brick wall for its door....the note on the front, same as always, declaring that the wall is there "To keep little paws and big noses out." This is a necessary arrangement, as there was still a pair of young dragons onboard who would raid the goodies contained within. Coal Black and copper-gold, they had hit it off when Luciel came to play for a few weeks.
Paladine had given his permission for the young dragon to stay for a month or two, as the group of motley pirates sailed across the Pacific, in search of the East Indies, and all the spices contained therein...a threadbare excuse, at best. All on board knew that the true purpose of the crew was to simply explore and sail...and perhaps gain some treasure.
Lyssan and Kero, in the absence of Captain Austin, had taken over the ship's running, though they now answered to a new Captain, until their old one could find his way home again.
Prince Noir, a man with an uncharted talent for wielding the powers of Fire, had been offered a post, and had accepted. Now, he led them on their jaunt across the Pacific, heading for the East Indies, and a Smoky Lighthouse contained there.
However, the story begins in much less grandiose settings, as a pair of young dragonlings have recently elected to go and pester Lyssan to teleport them into Kero's kitchen, Luciel whining a bit...anyone who comes into the room hears a snatch of conversation*
But Mama....why can't I go into Kero's kitchen?
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 5:10 pm
A testy "Because he said for ye to stay out...." was the reply, then a softer... "I think he's mad, because someone ate his dessert the other night before he got to serve it." was added. "Ye should be grateful I didn't tell him I found icing smears on yer pillow case... Honestly, Luciel... I thought I taught ye to cover yer tracks better than that."
A peek through the porthole finds Lyssan hard at work, oiling the scales on the back of his neck. They are being watched by a tiny black dragon who is perched on the back of Lyssan's favorite chair.
"Why wood Wuceel hide hwis twacks?" asks the tiny black, examining the bottoms of her own feet. "He gots pwetty twacks."
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 6:10 pm
*Luciel looks at Luna, gently hopping down when Lyssan finishes his scales*
Thanks, Mama. Luna, covering my tracks means hiding things when I do something wrong, like stealing a cookie and sweeping up the crumbs. I left smears of Icing on my pillow, and mama cleaned it up. You know what Kero does when we steal from him.
*He looks at Lyssan*
Why do you let him do that, anyways? I thought you hated it...I know Papa does.
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 9:08 pm
"Daddy panks me when I baaaad." laughs Luna. "So I be good..." then she gets a mischievious look in her eye. "Sumtimes... sumtimes he dun get me..."
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 9:33 pm
*Luciel laughs*
Oh...and what was one of those times, little Luna?
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 9:45 pm
"Wen I s'plore the swip... he say no, buff I do..." she says with a giggle. "It fun..." She bobs her head and grins at him. "Scawwy, too sumtimes... buff tha' fun, too."
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 9:49 pm
*Luciel chuckles*
Why doesn't let you expolre the ship?
*Looks at Ly*
Mama...why can't Luna explore the ship?
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 9:56 pm
Lyssan shrugs. "Powerful magics and tiny inuisitive dragons don't always mix... I suspect he had something brewing in the hull, knowing him... and Yuki-zilla's lab is a definite no-no." She stares at the tiny black and asks point blank. "Ye didn't go in there, did ye... seriously... I pray ye didn't."
Luna rubs her backside with the tip of her tail and grimaces. "Noooooo.... gots caut."
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 10:02 pm
*Luciel looks at Lyssan*
Mama...can't Kero see almost everything, if he wants to? What'd he call it once...his All-Seeing gaze?
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 10:11 pm
Lyssan nods and picking up the tiny black, leads the way to the galley. "He could, iffin he wanted to, but it's a special skill that requires him to sit perfectly still and uses a lot of power... kind of like scrying... Has Fizban tried to teach ye that skill yet? It's useful, if ye can achieve it." she asks knocking on the brick wall.
"Hey... tuna breath... ye got three starving famished souls in yer doorway... open up!" she calls grinning from ear to ear.
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 10:13 pm
*Kero shouts back*
Look, o' Foxiest of ladies, I just fed you all breakfast. Suck it up until I'm done getting everything cleaned up for lunch.
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 10:19 pm
"But my back bone is playing footsie with Luna's tail... and Luciel looks absolutely pale... I'm certain he didn't eat enough... Surely ye have a scorpion or two he could nibble on... As for the two of us... a couple of sardines isn't going to put ye out that much... is it?" she begs with a mournful whine.
"Daddy.... pweafse..." adds Luna in a mischievous lament.
Luciel rolls his eyes and leans up against the wall, laughing silently.
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 10:22 pm
*Lyssan gets the sense of a mental eye-roll, and a small archway opens in the bricks*
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 10:25 pm
The three of them file through the arch laughing merrily.
"Gotcha..." laughs Lyssan with a grin. "I'm not hungry... but these two certainly are. I'm just looking fer a cup of java... Any left in the pot?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 22, 2009 10:32 pm
*Kero flaps a paw at the pot, and begins setting up a small snack for the two children*
I just wish I could figure out who took my cake yesterday...it was for everyone, and someone scarfed the whole thing!
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