WHO: Araceli Bonaventura; open WHAT: Kirkwall adventures WHEN: Kingsway WHERE: Kirkwall + Wounded Coast NOTES: Hit me up on plurk/discord for a closed starter or put something up and I'll roll with it, starters in the comments
If Charles were ever to steal the ship out from under Araceli's hand, she'd known good and well he was doing it. Not only for the respect he has for her, but it's just the way he operates. Even still, he likely respects her too much to steal from her in the first place, but Vane can't what complications may come in the future. She knows who he is and what's most important to him, so if it does come to that, it won't be something that surprises her. Either way, he flashes her a grin. Sure. He'll be a captain. It's all he really can be anymore - anything less is so deeply unsatisfying. As for the ship itself and a name, well, that's less his forte.
"Someone once pointed out all my ships end up with R names. Guess I just like the sound." Of course, this ship is not his ship, it's the Inquisition's ship (that he fucking won for them, the assholes, but whatever, nascere rules don't apply here). But he's just saying it, as it taints the names he comes up with.
"Reclaimer, Reaper, Liberator, Vindicator, Retribution, Nemesis, Defiance, Rook." See? Lots of R names. Some of them just words that sound intimidating, some of them more focused on how they'd come by the ship and the liberation they'd made with it, with fun twist there is to going on to kill Venatori with their own stolen vessel. Hmmm... "The good ship 'Fuck the Archon.'"
Hardy har har. Charles smirks, glancing over to Araceli, before looking back to the ship again, trying to figure what name would suit it best, as if it'll just materialize in paint across the stern.
"Doesn't fit the usual scheme, but someone once said 'Freedom Cry' for a ship name." They were a slave, who found their freedom by means of a ship raiding the transport they were cargo on. That ship was the Ranger.
"That could speak to something deep-seated in you, the way I have three terrible sons who are all some sort of animal and don't want any children of my own. A fox. A nuggalope. A miniature kraken." Which could point back to her dad handing over said fox to a girl as a lesson in responsibility that turned into a very literal partner-in-crime that sort of spiralled outwards in Thedas but things are what they are as she tips her head back. Tries - and fails - not to smirk.
After all it's quite the list that he rattles off, Araceli echoing them very quietly to better commit them to memory should they ever come up. Who knows when the pasts of Flint, Charles, Silver and co (she knows little of Max, that's something she's going to have to very quickly get about to rectifying) might come about in the end? Charles is forthcoming in a reassuring way but what a pirate thinks is worth telling you isn't always what a diplomat thinks is worth knowing.
"Fuck the Archon is tempting but there's no way anyone here would let that fly, it's too much of an invitation." Must've been close to a year ago that there were Venatori in the Gallows, best not to go inviting more unwanted troubles when they've got enough of that. Then she smiles, warm, delighted, swings herself around and up onto her knees to rest a hand on his arm-- "That's perfect-- can you imagine how that would look? When a ship with that name captained by a man out of Nascere is out at sea against our enemies who want to plunge the world into darkness? I love it!"
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"Someone once pointed out all my ships end up with R names. Guess I just like the sound." Of course, this ship is not his ship, it's the Inquisition's ship (that he fucking won for them, the assholes, but whatever, nascere rules don't apply here). But he's just saying it, as it taints the names he comes up with.
"Reclaimer, Reaper, Liberator, Vindicator, Retribution, Nemesis, Defiance, Rook." See? Lots of R names. Some of them just words that sound intimidating, some of them more focused on how they'd come by the ship and the liberation they'd made with it, with fun twist there is to going on to kill Venatori with their own stolen vessel. Hmmm... "The good ship 'Fuck the Archon.'"
Hardy har har. Charles smirks, glancing over to Araceli, before looking back to the ship again, trying to figure what name would suit it best, as if it'll just materialize in paint across the stern.
"Doesn't fit the usual scheme, but someone once said 'Freedom Cry' for a ship name." They were a slave, who found their freedom by means of a ship raiding the transport they were cargo on. That ship was the Ranger.
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After all it's quite the list that he rattles off, Araceli echoing them very quietly to better commit them to memory should they ever come up. Who knows when the pasts of Flint, Charles, Silver and co (she knows little of Max, that's something she's going to have to very quickly get about to rectifying) might come about in the end? Charles is forthcoming in a reassuring way but what a pirate thinks is worth telling you isn't always what a diplomat thinks is worth knowing.
"Fuck the Archon is tempting but there's no way anyone here would let that fly, it's too much of an invitation." Must've been close to a year ago that there were Venatori in the Gallows, best not to go inviting more unwanted troubles when they've got enough of that. Then she smiles, warm, delighted, swings herself around and up onto her knees to rest a hand on his arm-- "That's perfect-- can you imagine how that would look? When a ship with that name captained by a man out of Nascere is out at sea against our enemies who want to plunge the world into darkness? I love it!"