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Post by Skipper Of Sea Otters on Nov 29, 2009 12:11:53 GMT -5
"If I had killed your big bodyguard there we wouldn't be having this jolly conversation right now."
The Tattooed otter in the middle was quiet amused by this. The otter actually thought that he needed body guards? He started laughing with. "Bahahahaa! You think I need Bodyguards!? You must be out of yer head! It looks to me like you should be happy your still alive...Considering Undertaker just threw you out of a window." It was now know that the big brute was known as Undertaker. The otter in the middle looked over at the largest one who remained with an emotionless face. "Undertaker...next time...don't choose my crew so poorly...I don't think this one will last...especially with that mouth of his!" the otter in the middle shouted at the end, tossing a lantern into the wall beside Rogg. "Stay your tongue if you wish to keep it and listen!" he said pointing a finger. "You have potential to be a good fighter... and perhaps a decent crew beast! but you and yer mouth are gonna have to watch out and respect authority and skill..." The otter to the tattooed ones left, the shorter one, turned and face him. "Skipper...I don't think he's worth the trouble..."
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Post by Rogg Streambattle on Nov 29, 2009 12:19:58 GMT -5
Rogg was almost speechless. "Your the Skipper of Sea Otters? Well I'm sorry I said anything. I am honerd to be thrown out of a window by one of your bodyguards! I have read your file and you seem to be one heckuva skipper! Now I'm really glad that I didn't kill that.. uh.. Undertaker person! I am honerd to meet you, I am Rogg Streambattle, Spectre. Well former Spectre I came a long way to meet you sir". The young otter was all smiles as he was speeking
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Post by Skipper Of Sea Otters on Nov 29, 2009 12:45:57 GMT -5
I have read your file and you seem to be one heckuva skipper!
The Skipper stepped back and listened while Rogg went on. He had to admit he felt quite entertained listening to him. He never got tired of listening to beast go on about him whether it was good or bad. He felt it all a bit amusing. "My file, eh?...Exactly what kind of File does yer kind have on me....?" he asked a little bit concerned. He had no clue he had a history of sorts that was actually recorded by somebeast.
Now I'm really glad that I didn't kill that.. uh.. Undertaker person!
The otter to the Skipper's left, the shorter one, almost lost it laughing. He turned his body away from Rogg and started snickering. The Skipper appeared with a wide smile. "Oh don't worry about him. You wouldn't have been able to kill him anyway...Oh eventually maybe... but i've seen him break a beast in half...." the skipper said patting the big beast on the back. Undertaker did nothing. A low growl rumbled from his throat...
"I am Rogg Streambattle, Spectre. Well former Spectre I came a long way to meet you sir"
The Skipper nodded. "Aye,...We'll you know who I am...This is Undertaker,..you already met him and this is mah' first mate, Blade. " he said pointing a thumb to the shorter one. Blade took a step and shook the otter's paw. "Nice ta' meetcha...."
If there was anybeast that would be considered The Skipper's Body guard, it would have been Blade. He showed so much devotion to the Skipper and tired to protect him as best he could, even though the Skipper didn't need it...he was skilled on his own...he had the scars to prove it to...
"Well you seem to show quite a bit of persistence. You wouldn't leave ol' Undertaker alone...He say's he saved yer life and just foller'd 'im...Well we can't stay 'ere forever...specially in this place...Lets get to The Lancebreaker..."
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Post by Rogg Streambattle on Nov 29, 2009 13:05:22 GMT -5
When the four otters would arrive on the Lancebreaker Rogg was amazed at the sheer size of the ship. "Wow, this is quite a noce little sail boat" he exclaimed as he walked up the boarding ramp. "I've herd that she was a big ship but actully being here is quite amazing! Shes not as big as the Acendent but wow, for a pirate ship shes quite nice! Now" When they would go into the cabin Rogg would sit down and start flipping his dagger and take off his cloke. "So to answer your question about your file, it's just a historical and psycological file that basicly has all of your information in it; where you were born, whats your favorite food you know stuff like that. I probably know more about you than you do!"
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Post by Skipper Of Sea Otters on Nov 29, 2009 14:34:06 GMT -5
it's just a historical and psycological file that basicly has all of your information in it; where you were born, whats your favorite food you know stuff like that. I probably know more about you than you do!"
Information about his ship wasn't wasn't as interesting as information and compliments about himself. But this troubled him....he wasn't impressed...he almost felt threatened...and this particular Skipper was not one to be threatened. He closed his eyes and gave an irritated grin and laughed under his breath. "Is that right..." he said, looking up, fire searing in his eyes. He lunged forward unexpectedly and grabbed Rogg by the neck and a tight grip. "Then you must also know that I don't like anybeast knowing more about myself than I do! I was the beast held responsible! I was the beast who made that choice! Me!" he said shouting in his face. Whatever set him off must have been stronger than his ability to resist it. Was the Skipper set off by something Rogg didn't know about?
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Post by Rogg Streambattle on Nov 29, 2009 14:43:58 GMT -5
Rogg's mind raced to think up an answer for the strong otter. He decited to act if this sort of thing happened to him every day. Cooly he removed the brwany Skipper's paw. "Of course it was your choice, you have the right to do what you will with your life. I have made choices that mabe I should have made differently, but I do not live in the past. If I offended you in any way I am sorry, I do not wish to open old wounds." There was a true sincerity in the young otter's eyes, "Now please Skipper, how about we start again?"...
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Post by Skipper Of Sea Otters on Nov 29, 2009 15:15:27 GMT -5
"Of course it was your choice, you have the right to do what you will with your life. I have made choices that mabe I should have made differently, but I do not live in the past.
The Skipper was growing hot. He starting gritting his teeth before he lunged out throwing a punch at Rogg's gut. "Don't lecture me! I know its in the past but that doesn't mean it can't come back to the present!" Blade heard the commotion from outside and rushed in. "Skipp!" he shouted running up to the Skipper and pulling him back. "E' aint worth it! 'e don't know anythin'!" he said grabbing onto the Skipper's wrist. Blade said stepping infront' of the Skipper in between the two.
"Now please Skipper, how about we start again?"...
"Yes...Lets..." he started. "Whatever you have of that file...needs to be gone...the typed word cannot be trusted and I will not have anybeast knowing any more about me than I want them to know...until you rid that file...we aren't square..." He said pointing a claw at him. "Blade....if your' defending him...He's your responsibility..." He said walking to his desk. "Both of you...out.." Blade nodded. "Aye, Skipp...." he motioned Rogg towards the door.
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Post by Rogg Streambattle on Nov 29, 2009 16:34:17 GMT -5
Rogg felt so angry at himself, why could I not keep my big mouth closed? He thought as Blade would take him to his quarters. If I haden't stabed that fat otter Skipper wouldn't hate him. Why is it never easy? He decided to try to talk to the other otter Blade. "Thanks for stepping in there matey, I've read so much about the Skipper, he seems like a great fighter but he does have some anger issues, mabe he dosn't swim enough, or mabe he needs to have more pepper on his food. But all joking aside, is he the legend that I've herd about all these years?"...
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Post by Skipper Of Sea Otters on Nov 29, 2009 16:55:15 GMT -5
Thanks for stepping in there matey, I've read so much about the Skipper, he seems like a great fighter but he does have some anger issues,
Blade let out a sigh. "Look matey...If you wanna get on The Skipper's good side, Don't ever mention whatever it is you did...ever...I've never seen him act like that...whatever you did really set him off. Anger issues nuthin'! He was ready to kill you back there! You owe me...big...now look don't get into any trouble and for Hell's sake, stay out of the Skipper's way for while..." he said walking down the stairs from the deck with Rogg.
But all joking aside, is he the legend that I've herd about all these years?"
"Aye,...that's the Skipper..." he said opening the door to the barracks, revealing about a hundred otters walking about and sitting on their beds. "I don't know what you've heard but he deserves more respect about the way you talk about than yer givin' em. And other beast on this ship aren't as tolerable as I am...Without him...we wouldn't be 'ere...."
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Post by Rogg Streambattle on Nov 29, 2009 17:15:11 GMT -5
As Rogg and Blade would make their way through the rows of hammocks Rogg kept up the conversation with Blade. "What did you mean when you said that you all wouldn't be here if it wasn't for Skipper?"
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