Deket stands and stretches his back. He looks over Mr. Plugg. Then he looks to Garth and nods in respect.
"So it's my turn I guess. Let's do this we don't want to keep them away for their entertainment for so long don't we Mr. Plugg. " he takes out his shirt, which now has some holes for he has been using it to try to lessen the pikes inside the box. "If no one else take lashes tonight I will gladly take them. But If I can ask to be spared of that poor excuse you call rum for tonight. Two punishments seems fair enough, don't you think mates?"he says addressing to the rest of the crew trying to lighten the mood, but he just want to show all of them that they hadn't broke him.
He walks calmly towards Scourge and the mast and when he passes alongside Mr Plugg he winks at him and whispers "What did you expect? My childhood with my mother was worse than anything you two could throw at me. I could teach you how it's done... someday..."
He then voluntary take the chains and gives his back to Scourge for him to start.
Grath looks disapprovingly and shakes his head as Deket is escorted to the mast. "Why do you need to provoke if not necessary? Throwing them in deep water in front of the captain at least had some...purpose. Though it almost got us killed. I got the lashes and the ominous display for the crew to see. Fair enough. Right now you are just taunting without sense. If you have a plan and this behavior is part of it, you should reconsider adjusting it a bit. I suggest you go a bit passive aggressive for now against Plugg and Scourge" says Grath very softly, maybe Deket couldn't hear it, only read it from Grath's lips. Grath sits down and enjoys that he can take off his weight from his legs. Muscular legs yes, but standing on them for a day and a half gets painful after a while.
He looks around, looking for someone with a familiar face. "How is everything? No one got a limb bitten off? The rum still tastes like fermented glue?"
[OOC: do we know about the investigation in the officers' cabin and Scourge's habits?]
He looks around, looking for someone of his fellow crew mates. "How is everything? No one got a limb bitten off, the rum still tastes like fermented glue?"
Jonah looks up at Grath. He then looks over to his arm. He then looks down to his leg. He then looks back up at Grath. He blinks, once.
"I don't mind the rum."
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"Ignorance is bliss, and you look absolutely miserable."
Deket looks at Garth hurt. More than any punishment the senior crew could throw at him in that moment. It’s just a second, and the tiefling makes an effort for Scourge not to notice it. “I… I’ll talk you later”
He says going to the mast to complete his punishment. He seems bold and cocky but the Goliath could say, for that brief look they shared, that he was just pretending and that there could be more to his demeanor that a simple death wish.
Deket looks at Garth hurt. More than any punishment the senior crew could throw at him in that moment. It’s just a second, and the tiefling makes an effort for Scourge not to notice it. “I… I’ll talk you later”
Grath continues to look at Deket and he sees a subtle change in Deket's expression, but he is not sure what it was. What Grath knows for sure is that it was not an expression of joy. "Was it disappointment? Did I say something harsh? Or did I say it in a harsh way?" wondered Grath. He then nods when Deket proposes to have a talk.
Depending on the outcome of the punishment, Grath wants to stay close by, so they can have the talk. If Deket is going to be chained to the mast, Grath will stay there similarly to Jonah the previous evening
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Deket stands and stretches his back. He looks over Mr. Plugg. Then he looks to Garth and nods in respect.
"So it's my turn I guess. Let's do this we don't want to keep them away for their entertainment for so long don't we Mr. Plugg. " he takes out his shirt, which now has some holes for he has been using it to try to lessen the pikes inside the box. "If no one else take lashes tonight I will gladly take them. But If I can ask to be spared of that poor excuse you call rum for tonight. Two punishments seems fair enough, don't you think mates?" he says addressing to the rest of the crew trying to lighten the mood, but he just want to show all of them that they hadn't broke him.
He walks calmly towards Scourge and the mast and when he passes alongside Mr Plugg he winks at him and whispers "What did you expect? My childhood with my mother was worse than anything you two could throw at me. I could teach you how it's done... someday..."
He then voluntary take the chains and gives his back to Scourge for him to start.
PbP Character: A few ;)
Grath looks disapprovingly and shakes his head as Deket is escorted to the mast. "Why do you need to provoke if not necessary? Throwing them in deep water in front of the captain at least had some...purpose. Though it almost got us killed. I got the lashes and the ominous display for the crew to see. Fair enough. Right now you are just taunting without sense. If you have a plan and this behavior is part of it, you should reconsider adjusting it a bit. I suggest you go a bit passive aggressive for now against Plugg and Scourge" says Grath very softly, maybe Deket couldn't hear it, only read it from Grath's lips. Grath sits down and enjoys that he can take off his weight from his legs. Muscular legs yes, but standing on them for a day and a half gets painful after a while.
He looks around, looking for someone with a familiar face. "How is everything? No one got a limb bitten off? The rum still tastes like fermented glue?"
[OOC: do we know about the investigation in the officers' cabin and Scourge's habits?]
((Don't think V's gotten a chance to share if they decide to do so.))
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Jonah looks up at Grath. He then looks over to his arm. He then looks down to his leg. He then looks back up at Grath. He blinks, once.
"I don't mind the rum."
"Ignorance is bliss, and you look absolutely miserable."
Deket looks at Garth hurt. More than any punishment the senior crew could throw at him in that moment. It’s just a second, and the tiefling makes an effort for Scourge not to notice it.
“I… I’ll talk you later”
He says going to the mast to complete his punishment. He seems bold and cocky but the Goliath could say, for that brief look they shared, that he was just pretending and that there could be more to his demeanor that a simple death wish.
PbP Character: A few ;)
Grath continues to look at Deket and he sees a subtle change in Deket's expression, but he is not sure what it was. What Grath knows for sure is that it was not an expression of joy. "Was it disappointment? Did I say something harsh? Or did I say it in a harsh way?" wondered Grath. He then nods when Deket proposes to have a talk.
Depending on the outcome of the punishment, Grath wants to stay close by, so they can have the talk. If Deket is going to be chained to the mast, Grath will stay there similarly to Jonah the previous evening