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[bouchonne]

WHO: Byerly & Kitty & you
WHAT: Open log! Assorted prompts!
WHEN: Months of Harvestmere & then Firstfall
WHERE: In and around Kirkwall
NOTES: If you're not into this junk tell me what junk you're into and I'll give you that junk

Prompts in comments my pretties. If none of em catch your fancy, then just throw up something that does.

Comments

[whatthefuckami]

Fuck off.

[Just loud enough to carry, enough of an edge to say that dagger's still in her hand. The hat can rot alongside the arsehole crowing about it, for all Anne cares.

Jack gets a glance from her as she stands back up, along with an offered hand. Anything that needs to be said can be said someplace else, once he's no longer dripping with slimy water, and there's no one around to hear.]

[calicoy]

[Yes, a bath does sound quite nice. Jack picks up the rum-- dropped on the dock, thank the Maker-- and salutes this strange little man by tipping the hat he's no longer wearing, all pantomime. With a smile,]

Fetch.

[bouchonne]

[ And Byerly - Well. Byerly makes a rather convincing barking noise, paddling in a circle in the water below.

Can one humiliate a man who has no pride? ]