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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Shayuri" data-source="post: 7149085" data-attributes="member: 4936">Nia glowered from her chair. Drinking was one thing, even to excess, but surely that wasn't a time to be making important decisions?That left her with a decision to make as well. Try to intervene, or not. The reality was that Kat probably wouldn't listen in her state, and it would simply undermine Nia's own position. Maybe the solution was to sober things up a bit. Let this 'chef' know that not everyone on board was a pretty drunkard to try to take advantage of. Nia leaned forward, her eyes hard, with a leering, mocking smile."Fun for some," she intoned. "But I tink our work is too much for dis man...a cook in a tavern. On our ship, you will be more den dat, hm? You have toys on you belt, but have you used dem? Have you cut a man down? Put a bullet troo his eye while him scream and cut at you? Dis is not a place for fine clothes or sophistication." She nearly spat the word. "You would cut out you pity and spit it over a fire if you join us. You see Captain and tink...what a dream. But I tink for you...dat dream would become de worst of nightmares. Go home, soft boy. Go home and tell you friends of your brave adventure wit' us if you wish. No one but you will know de difference."</blockquote>