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John shook his head and looked at Alro before whispering to Lemony. "It's a good thing that boy didn't tell that lass the whole truth 'ere, otherwise cap woulda had that lads head, no matter being second mate." Lemony smirked in response. "Maybe then she really would rather join those sirens roaming about down er if she knew." Alro simply scowled at the older men, before walking off towards Reva. "Ya know, that drink really will help with the whisky."
She looked over at him and shrugged, "It also could be poison of some sort, I'll never know unless I try it." Reva turned the bottle over in her hands and opened it, looking into the liquid and studying the mystery liquid. Eventually she closed it again and sighed, "I'll just deal with the hangover," She said, looking over at the boy, "Where are the crew's quarters? I want to get a decent place to sleep without having to deal with the other disgusting crew members."
Alro grinned and took the bottle from her. Taking a sip he pointed in a direction past of where John and Lemony were. "Down below the deck you take a left and there's two doors for two crews quarters. If your trying to not deal with supposed disgusting crew members you may not want to even sleep there. I usually just sleep in the captain's quarters when he's not like this or just above up here on deck."
"I refuse to sleep in the captain's quarters, especially when I just joined the crew, am the only woman and have no idea what he's like." She said, looking around, "The deck doesn't seem like too bad of an idea, though I will be stealing a blanket from someone." Checking out the crew's quarters didn't seem like a bad idea and she stood up, just wanting to see how disgusting it was down there.
Alro chuckled. "Never implied for you to sleep in the captain's quarters lass, and it's a shame you think the Silver Stallion has such a disgusting crew, even for pirates we have standards ya know, just ask captain. He makes sure the crew quarters is fit for living." With that he smiled and walked off to go see captain Jerome who had just woken up.
Reva rolled her eyes and started towards the crew's quarters. She has seen her fair share of crew's quarters, mostly from taking over ships, but she had stayed in a few that were quite below her standards. "Don't call me lass." She growled once she was out of earshot of Alro, following the directions that he had told her to reach the quarters.
A few of the crewmates eyed Reva as they passed her from the crews quarters. Alro went by Jerome's side who was now waking up thanks to the vial. Eyeing the deck to see where she was Alro answered him almost immediately. "Crews quarters captain." Jerome nodded. "I'll be going off to my quarters now, John, Lemony, Alro, night lads." He stood up taking the vial with him and started his way to his quarters.
Reva looked around the crews quarters and shrugged. It wasn't the worst that she'd seen, but she still didn't want to sleep down here with all the others. She grabbed a blanket from one of the beds and headed back up to the deck, trying to decide where the best place to sleep would be. The crows nest could be quiet and a nice place to sleep, but it was quite a ways up and it would be very cold so she crossed that option off the list.
Jerome passed by Reva eyeing her. She intrigued him. "Have fun sleeping on a deck." He said with a grin and continued his way to his quarters. Walking in without bothering to close the door he discreetly put away the vial in the secret room. Pulling out another bottle and taking out a pill and swallowing it he closed the secret room. "Well that should push me through the night." He layed in the hammock and closed his eyes smiling.
(Sorry about not responding all day, I had a track meet and school was insane)
She rolled her eyes and scowled at him in response, not saying anything as she continued to look and walk around the deck. She debated sleeping several other placed before deciding the middle of the deck would have to do. It wasn't terribly cold out at the moment, but it definitely would get colder as the night went on. Reva sat down on the middle of the deck and threw the blanket over herself before laying down, putting one arm behind her head as a pillow and looking up at the sky.
(It's all good)
Alro climbed up the main mast and into the crows nest looking off into the sea. Getting new crew members always made him question who was trustworthy or not. Captain usually took his medicine beforehand so he would be able to drink for victory later. Only he forgot it today of all days. Alro was lucky to have that girl, Reva was it? Help him with captain. Looking around the deck he spotted Reva in the middle of deck. Smiling he laid down and fell fast asleep.
The night sky was quite beautiful, with the stars twinkling all around and the silence besides the waves lapping at the sides of the ship. Reva didn't fall asleep for quite a few hours for this reason but when she did fall asleep she was out cold, seeming quite peaceful and less of her normal 'I'll beat you up if you look at me' self. The hangover was going to be a killer when she woke up, but she didn't care, finally getting to drink for the first time in a few days was worth it.
The sun beamed with light early in the morning. Only half the crew had woken up deciding to leave the ones with hangovers to rest in peace. Alro had woke up in the crows nest and slid down the main mast to the deck. He didn't want to startle Reva awake afraid of her attitude from the hangover so he and the rest of the awoken crew left her be. Except one crewmate, Lemony, who had decided to kick her to make her get up and move out of the way.
"What was that for?" She growled, opening her eyes slowly and glaring at Lemony, "Do you want to be the first person on this ship I beat up?" Reva sat up and stretched before continuing to glare at him. Her head felt like it was bashing itself against the barrel of a cannon over and over and she was already not in the mood to deal with people like Lemony at all. Along with her head trying to murder itself she was also extremely thirsty and had obviously not gotten enough sleep despite the fact that she seemed to sleep pretty well.
Lemony shook his head and smirked. "Ye in the way, wanna be the first lass thrown overboard? Stay out of me way." He said with a dark tone and walked off, with John walking close by. Jerome came out looking bright and completely ignored Revas being there with a charming smile. Passing by crewmates and saying good morning he made his way to the front of the ship and breathed in the morning sea air.
She stood up slowly and grabbed the blanket she had used, shuffling down to the crews quarters with the same glare on her face as before. "They're going to learn not to call me lass," she muttered under her breath, tossing the blanket over one of the hammocks and leaning against the wall. Down here it was actually quite nice, it was a little darker and quieter, which was already helping with the murderous hangover.
Most of the crew had woken up by now and most of them with hangovers. Jerome of course ignored that bit since he was pretty ok from the whiskey, apart of forgetting his medicine. "Alrighty lads now remember what we do when we have hangovers!" Jerome shouted at the crew. "Aye captain!" Everyone man on deck grabbed buckets and mops and started mopping the deck of the ship. "Cleanings a good way to deal with a hangover like I always say. Alro! Go get any crewmates from the crews quarters to come clean with the rest!" He shouted the orders to Alro, and Alro went running to the crews quarters.
(Sry it's short I'm super busy and late)
Reva heard someone coming down to the crews quarters and she huffed, looking around to see if there was anyone else besides herself down here. She knew there were probably a few more people down here but she didn't care, whoever was coming down was not going to get her back up on deck.
(its fine)
Alro came hopping down the stairs. The crew always called him fancy toes because he was so lightweight and good on his feet. Jumping down four steps he landed on his feet perfectly and made his way to the crew quarters. "If anyone is in here you gotta come out! Captains called the official hangover cleaning! This time I think he is including the hangover specialty with it!" He shouted with enthusiasm.
"Stop shouting," She said, glancing over at him, "Just to tell you now, I'm not heading back up, even if the captain wants me to help clean, it's too loud and bright up there." She looked around the quarters before focusing back on Alro, resting her head back on the wall to try to help with the pounding in her head. It was quite common for her to have a headache, but it didn't stop her from being less of her stubborn self at all, "What is 'the hangover specialty' may I ask?"
Alro grinned. "Ah the hangover specialty is something valued amongst the crew on this ship, all the crewmates value it most. Except who have to do something for the hangover special." Alro grinned again and turned around. "That means heading back up there" He said in a sing songy voice before heading up the steps to the ships deck. "Oh and here." He tossed her the same bottle from before that he said helped with the whiskey.
She caught the bottle easily and huffed, "That didn't answer my question, you just told me that the crew likes whatever it is." She looked at the bottle and rolled her eyes, popping the top off and looking at the contents again. It didn't look top bad, but she had no clue how long it would take for it to kick in. Reva also didn't know if whatever was in it would make her sick or not. "Whatever..bottoms up." She mumbled, taking a swig of the mystery liquid.
Alro turned around and faced her before leaving for the deck. "Well I guess your going to have to go up there and take part in the hangover cleaning to find out what it is eh?" A few crewmates clearly with bad hangovers passed by quickly to make their way up to the deck, looking excited. "He turned around heading back up the steps. "Oh and that stuff really does help, trust me."
"How long is this going to take to kick in?" She asked, drinking some more of the clear liquid just to make sure that it would work. Reva rolled her eyes and stopped leaning against the wall, glaring at the floor as she made her way over to the stairs slowly and carefully. It already felt like her headache was going away slowly and she closed the bottle, tossing it back to Alro without a second glance, "I'll come up, but I'm not cleaning the deck. I promise you that."
Catching it with ease he made his way up the stairs. "Ohhh your gonna want to work once you figure out the Hangover specialty, unless of course your not like the other crewmates here when it comes to luxury I would guess." He smiled and went above deck while Jerome was shouting orders. "Remember lads, the harder you work then the higher of your chances of winning the Hangover specialty!" He strolled back and forth amongst the working men.