SECOND ANNUAL TALK LIKE A PIRATE DAY! (Open RP)

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Crowley awoke, not in his comfortable bed inside Club 33, but disoriented and hung over on a bench in front of the castle, an empty bottle of rum still clutched in one hand, mouth fuzzy, and head pounding.

"Ngk."

He brought up the other hand to guard his bleary, uncovered eyes from the glaring sun. It took him a moment to realize that there was a great deal more frilly sleeve around his wrist than there should be. After a perfectly still moment, Crowley ever so cautiously moved his hand down slightly to discover a mustache and double braided beard.

"Bugger."

It wasn't what he meant to say.

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[vowtoprotect.livejournal.com]

"What?" That didn't seem affected at all by whatever stupid thing the park was doing. Kurogane raised a hand to Fay's cheek, narrowing his eyes at the offending eyepatch. "Are ye sure? Let me take a peek at 't."

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Fay nodded and put a hand on Kurogane's wrist, holding it loosely. "Full speed ahead," he said quietly.

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Kurogane carefully lifted the eyepatch from its position. He frowned, looking at the mage's eye, then let it drop and smoothed it back into position. "Tis still thar. Dasn't worry." Well, hopefully Fay could still understand him. "But I doubt ye'll be able t' be seein' ou' o' 't, e'en without th' patch." Fay's eye had been a strange, light, white-blue color, and had not been tracking movement. He seemed well and truly blind in that eye, and Kurogane felt an immense frustration for how truly helpless they were to the whims of this park.

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Fay, however, sighed in relief and even smiled. "Thank t' gods," he breathed. It was okay, if he couldn't see out of his eye, as long as it was still there.

He grinned then and latched onto Kurogane's arm. "Looks like me Scurvy Doggy will have t' be me guide!" he chirped cheerfully.

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Well, Fay was relieved. That was good. Kurogane supposed having the eye still be there, blind or not, was a bit better than missing it entirely (he didn't know how true that was, in this case).

He gave a slightly annoyed grunt when Fay latched onto him, but couldn't seem to work up much venom. Not that the situation wasn't irritating, it was just... harder to get pissed off at Fay. "Don't ye start enjoyin' this, now," he grumbled. "Tis bad enough without ye gettin' all excited about 't."

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Fay smiled innocently up at him and subtly twined his fingers with Kurogane's. "What's not t' enjoy? Kuro-wench appears so nautical in his new garb!" He gave a piratey guffaw instead of his usual gay giggle, which sounded rather strange.

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... Okay, so some things could still piss him off. "I NAY be a wench!" he barked (better to be compared to a dog than a woman, anyway. Probably), turning his head and muttering, "Do ye be havin' t' be more pea brained than this thin' makes us sound a'ready? I be nay a girl, idjit."

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"No, you're me wench!" Fay answered jovially. "Or would ye rather be me cabin boy?" His gaze suggested that had definite possibilities.

His expression turned softer and he squeezed Kurogane's hand. "Well, whatever ye be, ye be me Kuro, and ye be mine."

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"Neither!" Kurogane snapped. He seemed about ready to settle into a full-blown sulk... not that he'd ever call it that. He was just brooding. In a manly, ninja-like way.

Well, okay, so maybe he didn't need to brood so much. "...That might work," he allowed quietly, but from the way he squeezed back there was no 'might' involved. "Better'n th' others.

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"And I be ye Captain Fay," Fay continued. "Until t' seas dry and barnacles rule t' land, and longer." He smiled sweetly and leant up kiss Kurogane's cheek, though he missed and ended up almost kissing his nose. He looked a bit awkward and tried again, succeeding the second time.

"Havin' one eye be a bother," the mage-turned-pirate for a day grumbled.

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This be really pathetic," Kurogane grumbled, but without venom. "I canna understand half o' what ye're sayin'."

Kurogane raised a hand and ruffled Fay's hair slightly. "Hopefully 't won't last long. Least 't could be worse."

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"Concentrate, matey," was Fay's advice. "Gets easier after a time."

He ducked his head a little at his hair being ruffled, and gave Kurogane a smile as loving as it was long-suffering. "Aye, it could. Much worse."

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"'M concentrating, I am." He had to admit, though, it wasn't so much that he couldn't understand. It just sounded stupid and he hadn't heard anything like it before. He was already starting to get the gist of it.

"C'mere," he said suddenly, and grabbed onto Fay's arm and pulled him closer again, kissing him. A little odd, to do this so abruptly and in public, but... well, he didn't really have an excuse. Maybe he just didn't give a damn anymore, finally.

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"On t' words, not me~," Fay chuckled. It certainly sounded very strange. Not necessarily stupid, but definitely very different.

Fay made an 'mmm!' noise that was muffled by the kiss and turned into a softer, happier moan when lips met. The arm that wasn't being held by Kurogane wrapped around him in a manner that was very familiar by now. Fay did like their kisses.

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Kissing also had the added benefit of not hearing themselves speak in idiotic (yes, it was 'necessarily stupid,' dammit) ways, and not having to talk about things like wenches and cabin boys. But more than anything, kissing Fay was more pleasant and distracting than most other things, and Kurogane let go of his arm to wrap one arm around him as well, lifting his other hand to stroke Fay's cheek.

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Fay would point out that there was nothing wrong with talking about wenches and cabin boys if Kurogane voiced his opinion, and if the mage's mind and mouth were not otherwise occupied. He wrapped his other arm around Kurogane, perfectly content to keep kissing, even though they were in public. Still, no matter, and they would have to kiss in public at their wedding anyway, right?

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Kurogane knew better than to voice his opinion, occasionally. If he did, Fay might never shut up about it. A much better was to do this was to kiss him.

He pulled back after a minute, brushing noses with Fay a little affectionately. "Some things dun't change, anyway," he observed quietly. "Good."

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"Some thin's refuse t' change," Fay murmured in reply, nuzzling back, eye still mostly closed.

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"Damn straight," Kurogane said, satisfied that whatever was going on didn't deem to change that either.

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"So stubborn," Fay said, and he sounded quite happy about it. He smiled at Kurogane again and kissed the corner of his mouth sweetly.

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Kurogane smiled a bit, himself. "Come on," he said. "We dasn't need t' be wanderin' around like this. Let's hade aft homeport before things get any more mad-like." ... He was glad he wasn't going to have to get too used to this.

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"Aye aye!" Fay latched onto Kurogane's arm again, smiling quite cheerfully now. The kissing had lifted his spirits, and, well, this wasn't going to last forever, was it? The park just had an unsettling sense of humour.

"I t'ink I will make a pirate cake!" Fay said cheerfully, "t' celebrate!"

[vowtoprotect.livejournal.com]

"... What th' hell would a pirate cake be?" He couldn't even imagine that. Apparently Fay had a better imagination than he did.

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"A nautical sort of cake!" Fay answered brightly. "Come, let's be off!"

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Nautical cake? Kurogane hoped that meant blue, and not any number of other weird things it could possibly mean. "Fine, fine," he sighed, but he reluctance didn't mean much when he wrapped his arm around Fay's, as well, and walked him back to the cafe.