1st of Ashan
*Speaking Rakahi
*Speaking Common
“Up and at ‘em, Kes! First day of the season means we’re going out, if we ain’t gonna go now we’ll keep holding off till we ain’t gonna go.”
As she yelled Korva shoved Ashan off of her, a cuddle bug much like herself the pattered around for her shirt before recalling tossing it on the wheel to dry. The child grunted unhappily at the retreating warmth as she curled up tighter, muttering darkly as the Biqaj darted above, still chatting to Kes cheerfully uncaring of the early hours, “Never met a lazier kid, have ya?”
“I heard that!” The girl retorted from below as Korva smirked, then continued to ready the lines nodding her head for Kes to take the steering for the day.
“Yer gonna steer again, take us farther out and ‘round, we’ll wanna make a wide trip ‘round to hit the docks right. And if any fool wrecked we’ll see ‘em ‘fore we hit ‘em.”
“You need to annunciate. How am I supposed to learn when you talk like a sailor.”
“Oi! I am a sailor.” The Biqaj called back laughingly, “And ya need to sleep, yer cranky in the mornings, ain’t ya?”
A grumbled was heard from below before the hatch shut with a loud thud, only making the Biqaj laugh more. Ashan and her were still learning each other but she had to admit it was more of a learning curve than she thought and refused to admit the small bit of her that wished Ashan was still small enough to hold in her arms. Shaking her head she approached Kes, speaking softer to make sure there were no nosey ears below, “Listen and listen good, ya hear? Ya ask yer questions but ya don’t tell ‘em who yer there ‘fore or why. Ya don’t tell ‘em we on a ship, ya lie like yer life depends on it, ya get me?”
If he had any protests she held up a hand to forestall them, face pulled down in a worried frown as she continued hands reaching up to squeeze his shoulders, making sure she had all his attention. As if she was trying to feed her worry into him.
“I know ya ain’t worried but I am. Theres’ been ‘em thralls, and I ain’t here nothing ‘bout ‘em being in Almund, its weird and U’frek knows what actually gonna happen when we get there. I don’t want ya getting hurt ‘cause some book reading know-it-all gotta know things that ain’t any of their damned business. If it looks like trouble, ya call for me or ya run.”
*Speaking Rakahi
*Speaking Common
“Up and at ‘em, Kes! First day of the season means we’re going out, if we ain’t gonna go now we’ll keep holding off till we ain’t gonna go.”
As she yelled Korva shoved Ashan off of her, a cuddle bug much like herself the pattered around for her shirt before recalling tossing it on the wheel to dry. The child grunted unhappily at the retreating warmth as she curled up tighter, muttering darkly as the Biqaj darted above, still chatting to Kes cheerfully uncaring of the early hours, “Never met a lazier kid, have ya?”
“I heard that!” The girl retorted from below as Korva smirked, then continued to ready the lines nodding her head for Kes to take the steering for the day.
“Yer gonna steer again, take us farther out and ‘round, we’ll wanna make a wide trip ‘round to hit the docks right. And if any fool wrecked we’ll see ‘em ‘fore we hit ‘em.”
“You need to annunciate. How am I supposed to learn when you talk like a sailor.”
“Oi! I am a sailor.” The Biqaj called back laughingly, “And ya need to sleep, yer cranky in the mornings, ain’t ya?”
A grumbled was heard from below before the hatch shut with a loud thud, only making the Biqaj laugh more. Ashan and her were still learning each other but she had to admit it was more of a learning curve than she thought and refused to admit the small bit of her that wished Ashan was still small enough to hold in her arms. Shaking her head she approached Kes, speaking softer to make sure there were no nosey ears below, “Listen and listen good, ya hear? Ya ask yer questions but ya don’t tell ‘em who yer there ‘fore or why. Ya don’t tell ‘em we on a ship, ya lie like yer life depends on it, ya get me?”
If he had any protests she held up a hand to forestall them, face pulled down in a worried frown as she continued hands reaching up to squeeze his shoulders, making sure she had all his attention. As if she was trying to feed her worry into him.
“I know ya ain’t worried but I am. Theres’ been ‘em thralls, and I ain’t here nothing ‘bout ‘em being in Almund, its weird and U’frek knows what actually gonna happen when we get there. I don’t want ya getting hurt ‘cause some book reading know-it-all gotta know things that ain’t any of their damned business. If it looks like trouble, ya call for me or ya run.”