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[sealegs]

So what's a girl got to do to get a ship around here? Not the one that sank a few weeks ago, mind. I'm not in a hurry to freeze to death again, though a little ice play never hurt anyone.

[Isabela's currently sitting on a large, jutting rock by the beach, picking her nails with a dagger. She's got the device in her lap, the camera pointed up at her. She hasn't figured out any of the other settings yet... but whatever. This works.]

Should I shout for those supposed gods that run this place?

[She peers over her little rock before swiftly tossing her dagger at one of these.]

Oooh- do you think they like seafood? I just caught myself a nasty little bugger.

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[colonelcrotchgrab]

Do you have proof that they will make an exchange with you?

[sealegs]

None whatsoever! Just a reliable source.

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[colonelcrotchgrab]

Could you describe this exchange?

[sealegs]

Why so curious, sweet thing?

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[colonelcrotchgrab]

I would fathom gods listen better with blood sacrifices.

Something more substantial than that thing on your knife.

Surprise multipost! no mo' after this,

[colonelcrotchgrab]

That, and I am seeking audience for the sake of leaving this place. I have business elsewhere.

pfff sorry lost the notif for this!

[sealegs]

I hear leaving's not an option no matter what you do.

my turn to be sorry, haha -- i can backtag forever tho!

[colonelcrotchgrab]

So I am gathering.

[Hn.]

But they will give you a boat.

/brofist!

[sealegs]

They will for the right price. I'm still trying to figure out what that price might be.

awww yeeeahhh

[colonelcrotchgrab]

I doubt it is, hn, that. The octopus.

Perhaps something larger.