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Aghilas the Doel

"Aha! But a few good waves'll put hair on your chest there Captain D'Ambois!" Aghilas smiled a great white, toothy grin with a great laugh as she introduced Momin first. "And good to meet you!" Aghilas greeted Momin reaching to shake his hand with one arm, while the other rested on the man's shoulder while he took the measure of the man. "Oh-ho! Now there's a right-proper sailing man. Momin was it? Got some meat on them shoulders!" There was an unmistakable firm clasp of Momin's shoulder with the sort of grip men developed spending a life working ropes.

When at last Aghilas' attention was directed towards Cricket, he made something of a production of bowing low to the girl. "And good to meet you as well, little Cricket! You know, I was about your age when I first set to sea little lady. She wasn't quite so fine as the Vengeance mind you." Rising again, he cast his eyes about. "That one there's mine, Little Cricket. The Hamsat al Marid."

He gestured to the stern of the Vengeance where in the distance the al-Marid had fallen off against the wind as it hauled in its anchor. Languidly at first the al-Marid's stern tilted away as it's fore mast and jibs pulled her about, her aft sails set the opposite way to keep her balanced. As she crested the wind the crew swung the yard-arms around, the ship listing leeward and now pulling sharply in behind the Vengeance as the crew began to set and hoist her full sail complement.
Abisu

Abisu stood to one side after swilling the last beer while Harper and Helmut celebrated. He held one of the balls up to his face, squinting at it. "I think these balls might be... too round." He said thoughtfully to himself. "Also, it might be losing... but I feel like something's gonna happen. Like. Not good. Like it's gonna rain or a celebrity's going to die or something." He said, as though he were seeing something in the face of the pingpong ball.
Aghilas Jêle Doeli

Aghilas the Doel was already on the deck. The large man grin revealed flawless white teeth in the way he spread his arms in welcome at Coralie's welcome revealed the four loaded pistols strapped under the shoulder sling of his silken belt and sash. "Captain D'Ambois! Aha, nothing like the prospect of a fresh voyage and the feel of the waves again after weeks ashore to make you feel alive again!"

The Doel approached D'Ambois, crossing the deck he was the sort of man that just kept getting larger as he did. The sort of man whose arms were as thick as most men's thighs. Even so, The Doel - who was clearly Addonian by his tanned, ruddy complexion - had a friendly manner about him. "So. Who here is ready for a little bit of buckling the swash in the name of Doel Union?"
Aghilas Jêle Doeli

Before Cricket could respond a voice was heard shouting.

"PERMISSION TO COME ABOARD!" The booming voice rang out loud enough that it was plainly heard in the underbelly of Vengeance, accompanied by call backs from the deck asking their business. At which point the response was plainly heard. "Captain Aghilas of the Hamsat al-Marid wishes to pay respects to Captain D'Ambois of the Vengeance!"

Moments later footsteps were heard running down the deck above to the hatch above, shouting down into the hold. "Wherry come up along us. Captain of the Marid" He called, repeating for Coralie more or less word-for-word the exchange that had just been shouted.
Abisu

Languidly the spindly young man stood up in response to Harper, swaying as he braced against the couch for support and squinted in Harper's direction. "Beer pong?" Climbing awkwardly over the couch instead of going around he approached the table with a zombie like shuffle, appraising the table like a chess player evaluating the board. "You know that beer pong is a conspiracy right?" He looked between Harper, Seth and Steve. "Made up by a marketing company hired by budweiser whose executives wanted to sell more beer to young college students."
Abisu

Abisu remained on the couch, still holding the controller staring at the screen. "That." He declared, even as Harper was already moving on to beer pong. "Was a horrible way to die."

There was a long pause where he continued to reflect.

"Imagine having fought that long, and that hard. Only to be just... picked up. And walked off an edge to oblivion by a being so... committed to your destruction they didn't care about their own life because they already know they've won at this life, and you've lost. And you're unable to do anything to affect your fate." He continued speaking quietly to no one in particular. "And all you can do is writhe helplessly, as the unthinkable becomes... inevitable."

He turned away from the tv screen, opening his mouth and emitting a large cloud of smoke from his lips. "Fuck."
Abisu

Steve Hammersmith

Steve perked up at the mention of weed, "If she isn't keen I'll buy a half-ounce off you and you can use the proceeds to bankroll your losing streak at whatever that game is."


Abisu set the bag of blue 'copium' on the coffee table and reached into the paper bag to pull a couple small pre-weighed bags of weed. Abisu coughed, smoke coming from his lips despite him not having had a hit from the bong in some time. "I think we have ourselves a deal." Abisu said in his half-lidded dream-like drawl, looking uncertaintly from Hammersmith then to the bags he held until eventually he closed his eyes and settled on one. "You'll find this, has just the right... blend." Abisu smile and gave a long relaxed rolling chuckle, his eyes still mostly closed. "You ah, strike me as a THC man after my own heart." He dropped the bag into Hammersmith's hand and then opened his eyes and then leaned forward. "Now where's that controller? You guys can do whatever with the music, I's just groovin'."
Abisu

Ava raised her hands defensively at the slander thrown towards her controller. "Please, I don't need a phob for this party." she said, reaching forward and unplugging it. "You could hand me the shittiest third party Mad Catz ass controller and I'd still beat anyone here." She wrapped the cord of her controller back around it and tucked it away in the case.

She leaned forward and grabbed a generic GameCube controller. "Now where's the copium?"


Abisu's attention was drawn away from the kegs by the new arrivals. "You know..." Abisu slid back down from the back of the couch and spun to the coffee table, covered as it were with lighters, plastic baggies, a large paper bag and a large, lit bong. He began rummaging through the paper bag, while clearing a space for a controller or console on the table. "I think I have those."

Eventually he produced a small plastic ziplock bag containing a set of small blue pills. "Copium."

Lying back he turned towards the tv and console then to Sterling. "You know, I'll play but I don't really have 'money.' You take weed?"
Abasi

There was no mistaking that Abasi was already setup in the common room. It was plainly evident from the cloud of smoke that was emerging from the other side of the couch. There was also the fact that Funkadelic's One Nation Under a Groove was playing, albeit at a fairly sedate volume over the sound system.

Here's a chance to dance our way
Out of our constrictions
Gonna be freakin'
Up and down
Hang-up alley way
With the groove our only guide
We shall all be moved
Ready or not here we come
Gettin' down on


So there was no need to see Abasi to know he was there, even before the tell tale gurgling noise rolled through the hall and he peaked his head up over the couch. Abasi gave a little waive to Harper, sounding as he usually did, half-asleep when he spoke. "Need a hand with any of that?" Noticing Steve by the stairs he listed to Steve's side of the couch. "Hey Steve."
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