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[shenghuanzhe]

[The following is entirely in Al-Hebb, not Common.]

Where are my pistols? Who took my fucking sidearms? Captain Dorsadaf, where am I? Did I get fucking sold again? She said yes for the love of Tir--

Where the fuck are my pistols?!

Capitan Toka, are you there?

[[OOC: Kage's a teenager again! He speaks his home language and a variant of Chinese

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[lilyground]

...

[Wow. Um.]

Kage?

[shenghuanzhe]

Ch'hah-pash il-harrana Dorsadaf. Ch'grazny ch'seb'a.

[lilyground]

[... Lily has to draw on all her knowledge of Al-Hebb. Which isn't much. She knows more than when she was younger, sure, but... not much.]

[ al-hebb ]

Don't... speak good. Al-Hebb.

[Wow that is so sad.]

[Audio // Al-Hebb]

[shenghuanzhe]

Understood. Where th'fuck is this? Who the fuck're you? Where's Captain Dorsadaf and Capitan Toka? Where are my fucking sidearms.

[ audio / al-hebb ]

[lilyground]

[Um...]

You on... MS Elegante. I am Lily. Where?

[She feels like a high school French student.]

[ audio / al-hebb ]

[shenghuanzhe]

[Her accent is atrocious. He can barely make out what she's trying to say.]

Elegante. Who Captain? Who Capitan? Which nation?

[ audio / al-hebb ]

[lilyground]

[Hey, give her a break. At least she's not a slave.]

Redd, Redd is Captain. ... No nation.

[Lily shoves out of her room to go find him. Who knows what teenage Kage can and will destroy.]

[ audio / al-hebb ]

[shenghuanzhe]

[Click. He hangs up. She's not really worth talking to and 'no nation'? Is he on a pirate vessel? Fucking super.

he continues to pace, trying to make sense of this.]

[lilyground]

[Zeshat dammit. Lily shoves her communicator in the pocket of Razer's jacket and starts off towards the buffet. If anywhere, Kage would be near all the food.

When Lily stumbles upon some guy with hair (hair) pacing, she can almost instantly tell it's Kage. The mean aura he gives off is unmistakable.]

Kage?

[shenghuanzhe]

[He glances at her, eyes narrowed. He recognizes the voice, and the young woman who's looking at him isn't dressed like someone from his country.]

Naam.

[lilyground]

Lily.

[Well, this is awkward. Lily rubs at her neck (it's so tender) and grimaces. She should keep conversation to a minimum. Fucking language barriers.

Her Al-Hebb is very slow, very halting, and with an awful accent. Like a French student!]

Al-Hebb much, much bad. Sorry.

[shenghuanzhe]

[Al-Hebb]

Yeah, no shit. You sound like a fuckin' drunk-ass Kerri, you rich bitch. Bet you can't understand a fuckin' word I'm saying when I speak this fast, huh? Tch.

[Kage exhales, rubbing his eyes, then speaks much slower.]

Where. Racks. Where. Pistols. Where. Pistoleer. Racks.

[lilyground]

[All she understood was "bitch", and Lily pulls a face. Rude little fucker, isn't he? You know what, she should just speak English and see what he does then.

But she won't. Yet.]

Crew took all.

[shenghuanzhe]

[Al-Hebb]

Fuck.

[Kage rubs his hand over his face. What a pain in the ass.]

[lilyground]

Naam.

[Yeah, it's a pain. If Lily were suddenly transported to a place where nobody spoke her language except badly, she'd be pissed as hell.]

Sorry, kital.

[shenghuanzhe]

You ain't my kital, bitch.

[He curls his lip at her, continuing to pace.]