by The Kingpin » Sun Sep 03, 2006 1:28 am
James smiled. the crew were a concluding lot, and he suspected that they were jumping to conclusions again. still, they may be right...
James watched the monkey running around on deck, doing all manner of mischief with the crew. it had clibed up one crew member's shirt and crawled around until he swung his arms up, hitting 2 crew members, then ran out his right arm sleeve just in time ro avoid being hit by the 2 crew members. it ran to another crew member's rum and did something really nasty in it, then ran off, shooting in an unknown direction. James went to his guitar and started to play an old spanish song he'd learned when he was young. his uncle was a friend of a spaniard who gave him the guitar. the spaniard tought him how to play the guitar and the old spanish song. he also had a hand in James' dancing skill as well...
James stopped playing for a while, got hold of a mug, made sure it was absolutely clean, took it to his cabin to refill it, when he came across a huge mess. one of the chocolate powder bags had been attacked. he already knew who attacked it. he drew his pistol and ran out the door, then said "where's that monkey!?". the crew pointed at a hole in the corner of the deck, where the monkey had run into. when he got close to it, the monkey jumped out and started running. James raised the pistol and chased it round the deck, shooting at it. the result made the entire crew laugh, along with Adeline, Yuke and the first mates...
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG