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Apr 17, 2007 21:50

It was cold. Pintel had felt many degrees of cold in his long life. Winter cold, night cold, and cold water were some to name. But it was strange, now, feeling stone cold and welcoming it, no matter how depressing it was. Ragetti, his best mate, lay facing the wall some inches away, shoulder and chest moving up and down in a rhythmic pattern. ( Read more... )

debut, dr. toshiko sato, ragetti, pintel

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one_eyed_rags April 18 2007, 02:30:05 UTC

Ragetti knew that voice anywhere.

It had been months of course, months of not hearing that raspy growl but he knew it the instant it his his ears. It was hard to forget, he'd head it so many times he knew it as well as he knew his own voice, somtimes better. The splashing, the heavy breathing, and that rasp were a givaway that he'd almost, almost, given up on hearing again.

Going rock still when he heard the voice, Ragetti searched the darkness as best he could. He didn't like going out at night very much, but he'd wanted to cklear his cluttered mind and as he searched and squinted at the deeply shadowed shorline, he spotted a silhoette he knew far too well.

"PINTEL." He screached instantly, eye going wide and mouth momentarily going slack before, "PINTEL, PINTEL, PINTEL, PIIIIIIIINNNNTEEEEEEELLLLL!!!!!" Forgetting everything, he made a mad dash down the sandy beach and launched himself at the older man, knocking them both straight back into the surf.

scarred_pintel April 18 2007, 19:43:00 UTC

Pintel spluttered, spitting out more water and shaking his head. Into the water again! He had been tackled by someone who seemed to be all arms and legs, and while that was very familiar he did not look like who Pintel was thinking of. Or, not like he remembered. "Oi! Gerroff me-" before he could say another word, a wave crashed into them, and he was forced to cough up more water.

one_eyed_rags April 18 2007, 19:46:33 UTC

"PINTEL, PINTEL, PINTEL," Ragetti didn't care that he was wet now, all he cared was that his smelly, angry, and overall bad tempered mate had finally found him again. "Pinteeeeeeeellllll," He sniffed and got off the man, scrambling back onto the sand as he stared at the man with a wet eye and wibbling upper lip.

"Whot took ye so long?"

scarred_pintel April 18 2007, 19:55:59 UTC

Pintel stood up from the surf, and peered over at the man. He certainly sounded like Ragetti, and he looked like him too. But he was clean, albeit wet. His eyes moved over the younger man's face, catching every detail and trying to see if it was REALLY him. Then he saw the eyepatch, clearly, there was no eye there.

"Rags? Whot 'appened t'ye? How'd y'get 'ere?"

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toshiko_san April 18 2007, 08:32:54 UTC

Tosh saw the man coming out of the water, gasping for air. Jumping to her feet she ran over, wanting to make sure he wasn't hurt.

"Are you alright?" He had to be a new arrival, Tosh was sure she'd have noticed this man around the island.

scarred_pintel April 18 2007, 20:46:24 UTC

He leapt up, spinning around to meet the woman. "M'fine!" he glanced up at the sky, attempting to not make eye contact. "Where'm I? Whot's goin' on? Whot th' 'ell 'appened!?"

toshiko_san April 19 2007, 00:22:30 UTC

Tosh hadn't had to explain this many times, and likely wasn't very good at it. "It's an island, you were somewhere else before?" Okay, so maybe that was obvious, "It's sort of difficult to explain really..."

scarred_pintel April 19 2007, 00:30:35 UTC

Pintel looked her over, he'd never seen such an exotic looking woman. The tilt of her eyes, the color of her skin and hair, very strange. "Er, yeh, I was. Where'm I now?" He pulled himself out of the water, getting himself up onto the dry sand and meeting the woman. She seemed even stranger up close.

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