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Kenneth smirked as the lights went out and the others instantly were reduced to panic, it was only when he realized that one of the suits were gone that Kenneth's bravado turned to worry. Kenneth watch as Emmie, Yuuna, and James all headed for another part of the building. The last thing Kenneth was going to do was run around the building, and get himself lost. Kenneth walked slowly after the group that took off, taking time to scan his surroundings, making sure nothing jumped up on him. Kenneth's face possessed an iron-like visage, showing not an ounce of worry, but showing plenty of tension as he slowly followed the rest of the group.
Gideon's smile flickered for a second at the captain's staggering rudeness, but it soon regained it's normal friendliness, "Very well. Thank you, Captain." Gideon said, with a quick nod. "It's probably for the better, however. It doesn't appear I'd be up to snuff to be apart of your crew." Gideon added, as he sighed, and turned his head towards the docks. "I won't take up anymore of your time. You have quite the ship to captain, I wouldn't want to be a bother." Gideon replied, as he turned on his heel, and ambled his way off of the ship. The sage-like looking man could see a handful of travelers gathered at the base of the docks, having a conversation. Gideon glanced past the handful of people, back towards land. It looked like Pomria was going to be his home for a little be longer. Gideon brushed past the occupants at the end of the gangplank, absentmindedly knocking his shoulder against one of them as he passed.
Lol, that's fine. I miss them sometimes, too. :P
Gideon was take slightly aback by the man's abrupt need to fore go the typical polite procedures to a conversation, but Gideon simply tacked it up as a lack of higher upbringing on the captain's part, "I am Gideon Alabaster, and I was wondering if you, and your ship, was in need of any extra hands." Gideon introduced himself, and hurried quickly to his question. It was obvious whatever the peculiar looking captain's intentions were, he had no time for any riff raff, which may be what Gideon appeared as, if not for his dulled golden breast plate, "I am willing to work for board, and food, as long as I'm allowed to get off wherever I need to." Gideon added, using a small smile in order to help the conversation to turn to a more friendly air, than a business-like one. Gideon still rested lazily on his stave, appearing as no more than a common dock worker, but Gideon hoped his outward appearance would not harm his chances at earning a job.
Yay!
Gideon waited patiently as the occupants of the ship departed the gangplank, opening up a clear path for him to advance onto the ship. From his position, he could see a few occupants of the ship still mulling about on the deck. Gideon took this moment to advance up the gangplank and onto the deck. Gideon almost instantly identified the captain, standing at the aft as the rest of the crew finished up porting procedures, as captains are apt to do. Gideon, still using his stave as a walking stick, approached the captain from behind, "Excuse me, you are the captain, correct?" Gideon asked, addressing the fairly young looking man, with his bush of white hair.
"It's no problem," Seelo said with a smile, placing his hand at his side as he finished the handshake with Rockelle, "Buster doesn't always get along well with others." Seelo added, with a small laugh. Seelo turned his head to examined Rust. He had never actually seen a Bone Knapper, and the sight of one intrigued Seelo, but also slightly made him uneasy, "How long have you been along with Rust?"
Gideon watched as the ship lurched to a stop. Much more travelers and adventurers than the last boat that came. Gideon smirked as several of the passengers were obviously not the sea faring type, evident by their poor sea legs that Gideon could witness from his current position. Gideon sighed, and made his way to the boat, ready to go confront the captain of the vessel with his proposal of travel for work. Gideon allowed himself to wonder for a bit, about where exactly he'd end up this time. Gideon had thought about heading back to his country, which probably wouldn't end up working out for him. He had heard of a land far away from Pomria, however. A land with many warring city-states, and aspiring militaries. He could always try to become a instructor if all else failed, or even an adviser, or maybe even a diplomat. He shrugged off the thought for now, as he stood on the dock, waiting for an opening in the throng of adventurers, in order to make his way up the gangplank.
Gideon stood on the docks of the approaching ship, slowly drifting into port. Gideon had been in Pomria for only a short amount of time, but he had already gained sizable knowledge of the area. The Bauchan forest was increasingly becoming a target of interest, with many expeditions into forest. Gideon had seen a handful of adventurers before now, the idea of joining them entertaining him, but ultimately failing to convince him to join on the journey. Gideon had seen many different kinds of people, all heading for the treasure in the forest. Gideon leaned lazily on his stave, as he watched the boat approach. Gideon had spent the last several days going out with an older gentleman, whom had been generously been allowed to use the military port, occasionally. The old man 'hired' Gideon to go out on his small schooner to help with fishing. Gideon had just been dropped off, and the old man had left for home, leaving Gideon on the stone dock. Gideon had no home, and often attempted to find areas outside of the docks to sleep, but to no avail, leading to his nightly imprisonment by the port authorities on more than one occasion. Gideon would do what he was apt to do with most ships that came into port: Ask the captain if there was any kind of work he could do for the captain, in exchange for a ride to another land. Gideon was nearly tired of Pomria, even though his period here was short.
Can't wait!
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