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tamingthemuseTitle: Untitled
Fandom: Original/Exalted
Prompt: Chiaroscuro
Warnings: none
Rating: G
Summary: Cont. from here http://community.livejournal.com/tamingthemuse/1735258.html#cutid1
The ship needed repairs after that terrible storm and Sari directed the crew to port at the nearest port. She let Kelp arrange for the repairs while the crew disembarked for a night on the town with only herself as guard.
She didn’t mind, as it gave herself time to go over the ledger and accounts. She tended to push them off on Kelp, but found that, sometimes, she had to go over them herself to make sure she knew her own wealth, or, as the case was, lack of wealth.
She had found a few of her father’s treasures over the years, but the jade was quickly dispersed to her crew as payments and to workers for repairs.
She scribbled in dark ink over the pages and her pen flew, a faint trail of golden sunlight following her fingers. No mortal could write as quickly as she and still make sense of the scribbles. She worked quickly and efficiently at her chosen work, but the hours still passed by quickly and before she knew it, Kelp was standing over her, arms folded and heavy scowl in place.
Sari sat back and rubbed at the ink stains on her hands. “What did I do wrong this time?”
“We need a second navigator.”
She scowled and slapped a hand to her head. “We do, don’t we?” There was just too much to be done, she thought.
She leaned back in the chair and surveyed the mess of papers before her. “I heard a rumor about a Dynast trained navigator that had passed through here a while back.”
But Kelp was already shaking his head. “Not on your ship, Captain. If they got one whiff of you, they’d be on you like a bur. You can’t risk yourself, or your crew.”
Sari glared up at the old man fondly before she smiled. “That’s true, but where else are we supposed to look? These small ports don’t offer much.”
“We need a bigger port, then.”
“Are you proposing Paragon, or The Lap, perhaps?”
He shook his head again. “Something closer.”
She arched a brow at him. “Surely not Chiaroscuro?”
He folded his arms over his chest and set his face. Sari gave a loud laugh. “Have you even been?” He shook his head. “Then you don’t want to go.”
“We are in dire need of a second navigator, Captain. You have to provide and Chiaroscuro is the closest port to offer us what we need.”
Sari sat back in her chair and regarded the man and her crew. They were a tough lot, willing to face down so much as a Dynast ship, but were they ready to face down ghosts? And not just any ghosts, but hungry ghosts? She licked her lips and reached for her quill.
“Gather the crew when they return and we’ll set sail for Chiaroscuro once the repairs are complete.”
“Speaking of the repairs,” Kelp started then hesitated when Sari returned her glare to him. “You need to be off the ship, Captain. They need to move the ship into their shipyard and you’ll be uncomfortable there.”
She tossed her quill back onto the table and stood gracefully. “All right, then. I really didn’t want to deal with these numbers anyway.” She folded up the books and Kelp gathered loose receipts and, together, they stuffed the safe.
Sari quit the ship and rented a room for the two days on port while the ship was secured away in the shipyard. The first night, she slept like a log, waking only to the sun’s kiss on her face, but the second night, she sat in her bed, staring up at the ceiling long into the night before sleep dared to arrive.
She watched from the docks as her ships was re-released into the open ocean and cheered with her crew as they hooted and hollered at the sight of the beauty.
And she was a beauty, Sari thought. Her ship. With a smile on her lips, she joined her crew on the little dingy that would take her to her ship.
They sailed away on the midday tide and, as promised, after they were away, Kelp gathered the crew.
Sari stood before her small crew and looked each one over carefully. Some were old men of the sea, and some were still young and inexperienced. She still worried about each and every one of them.
“I’m informed we need a navigator besides myself.”
There was a general murmur of agreement. Nonplussed, Sari dropped her arms to her side and gaped. “I didn’t realize that you all agreed. Nor that you’d be so vocal about it so readily.”
There were a few chuckles here and there and Sari turned her back on them. “Just for that, I’ll make the decision without your input. We’re going to Chiaroscuro.”
Fandom: Original/Exalted
Prompt: Chiaroscuro
Warnings: none
Rating: G
Summary: Cont. from here http://community.livejournal.com/tamingthemuse/1735258.html#cutid1
The ship needed repairs after that terrible storm and Sari directed the crew to port at the nearest port. She let Kelp arrange for the repairs while the crew disembarked for a night on the town with only herself as guard.
She didn’t mind, as it gave herself time to go over the ledger and accounts. She tended to push them off on Kelp, but found that, sometimes, she had to go over them herself to make sure she knew her own wealth, or, as the case was, lack of wealth.
She had found a few of her father’s treasures over the years, but the jade was quickly dispersed to her crew as payments and to workers for repairs.
She scribbled in dark ink over the pages and her pen flew, a faint trail of golden sunlight following her fingers. No mortal could write as quickly as she and still make sense of the scribbles. She worked quickly and efficiently at her chosen work, but the hours still passed by quickly and before she knew it, Kelp was standing over her, arms folded and heavy scowl in place.
Sari sat back and rubbed at the ink stains on her hands. “What did I do wrong this time?”
“We need a second navigator.”
She scowled and slapped a hand to her head. “We do, don’t we?” There was just too much to be done, she thought.
She leaned back in the chair and surveyed the mess of papers before her. “I heard a rumor about a Dynast trained navigator that had passed through here a while back.”
But Kelp was already shaking his head. “Not on your ship, Captain. If they got one whiff of you, they’d be on you like a bur. You can’t risk yourself, or your crew.”
Sari glared up at the old man fondly before she smiled. “That’s true, but where else are we supposed to look? These small ports don’t offer much.”
“We need a bigger port, then.”
“Are you proposing Paragon, or The Lap, perhaps?”
He shook his head again. “Something closer.”
She arched a brow at him. “Surely not Chiaroscuro?”
He folded his arms over his chest and set his face. Sari gave a loud laugh. “Have you even been?” He shook his head. “Then you don’t want to go.”
“We are in dire need of a second navigator, Captain. You have to provide and Chiaroscuro is the closest port to offer us what we need.”
Sari sat back in her chair and regarded the man and her crew. They were a tough lot, willing to face down so much as a Dynast ship, but were they ready to face down ghosts? And not just any ghosts, but hungry ghosts? She licked her lips and reached for her quill.
“Gather the crew when they return and we’ll set sail for Chiaroscuro once the repairs are complete.”
“Speaking of the repairs,” Kelp started then hesitated when Sari returned her glare to him. “You need to be off the ship, Captain. They need to move the ship into their shipyard and you’ll be uncomfortable there.”
She tossed her quill back onto the table and stood gracefully. “All right, then. I really didn’t want to deal with these numbers anyway.” She folded up the books and Kelp gathered loose receipts and, together, they stuffed the safe.
Sari quit the ship and rented a room for the two days on port while the ship was secured away in the shipyard. The first night, she slept like a log, waking only to the sun’s kiss on her face, but the second night, she sat in her bed, staring up at the ceiling long into the night before sleep dared to arrive.
She watched from the docks as her ships was re-released into the open ocean and cheered with her crew as they hooted and hollered at the sight of the beauty.
And she was a beauty, Sari thought. Her ship. With a smile on her lips, she joined her crew on the little dingy that would take her to her ship.
They sailed away on the midday tide and, as promised, after they were away, Kelp gathered the crew.
Sari stood before her small crew and looked each one over carefully. Some were old men of the sea, and some were still young and inexperienced. She still worried about each and every one of them.
“I’m informed we need a navigator besides myself.”
There was a general murmur of agreement. Nonplussed, Sari dropped her arms to her side and gaped. “I didn’t realize that you all agreed. Nor that you’d be so vocal about it so readily.”
There were a few chuckles here and there and Sari turned her back on them. “Just for that, I’ll make the decision without your input. We’re going to Chiaroscuro.”
