Killing is my business.
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Thread Topic: Killing is my business.
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"Ah, I just get nightmares that is all." Roslyn said as he rested her upon the bed gently. Once he was seated she sat up. "No, I coudln't do that. Please you go on ahead and sleep in your bed. I'll just go onto the top deck and watch the rain" Roslyn said standing. She couldn't just take over his bed. Roslyn wluld feel guilty about it. "So please take back your bed and get some sleep." Roslyn said as she went over to the door. "Thank you" Roslyn had murmured lastly going down the hall. Before heading to the upper deck she wanted to explore a bit. Roslyn did just that as hopefully Umbra went off to sleep.
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Umbra chuckled a bit at her response, "just what I expected her to say to what I said. Truth be told though, I don't sleep in this bed, never really has. I always sleep along the ship, in the mast basket top from a climb up, between the crates as before, I'll sleep lying in the middle of it if I feel as if I should." Umbra said as he stood and walked off to the door and watched her as She went down the hall to the stairs. "Feel free to use the bed, Rose. Because I really don't use it anymore. Ask the crew and they will tell you that I dont" He said loud enough for her to hear him as she went towards the steps. The sound of waves crashing against the ship came to him and a sound of thunder raised his curiosity as he walked out into the hall and slowly started down to the stairs as well. "Time for me to check how it Feel a out above. Jack! Lets go." He said.
"Coming sir." Jack said as he ran up along side him. -
Roslyn nodded slightly quite not listening to him. Soon up deck she went to look over at the crashing waves. The rain fell upon her getting her soaked once more. Walking over to the side of the ship she could see the waves. She held tightly to the rail of the ship. "It's a worst storm than he had thought" Roslyn said as she could feel the water under her feet. The color of her blue had darkened due to the clothes absorb the water. Roslyn looked off at the distance and could see a struck of lighting. She just began humming softly watching the storm.
weird, there is a lighting storm where I live -
Umbra and Jack jigfex up the stairs out into the rain seeing lightning strikes near and far. " seems worse than I had thought." Umbra said laughing
" You're enjoying this aren't you? Like usual." Jack said as they walked over and looked around.
" Of course Jack! The feel is great here, The lightning and the rain." said Umbra.
Jack just shook his head and tightened the ropes onthe ship to the sails. Umbra helped him a bit tighten them as he looked around trying to find Roslyn and make sure she was safe and saw her at the railing looking off."good." he whispered to himself as they finished tightening the ropes piece by piece.
Cool. How fitting. I need to be there now, the sight of the lightning, so great. -
It was a bit enjoyabe to see the rain to Roslyn. Now, she could understand why Umbra enjoyed the rain. Roslyn glanced around the ship glad to see Umbra. She flashed him a bright smile and faced the sea once more. Listening to the waves. The rain, the lightning and the waves made everything seem so soothing. Yawning Roslyn was now willing to take the offer of sleeping in Umbra's bed. Roslyn was once again walking.back down to the lower deck. Once down the steps, in Umbra's room and sitting in the bed. She sighed and gotten under the covers. Laying down on the comfortable bed. Her back was facing the opposite way of the entrance to the room. Roslyn closed her eyes waiting for sleep to takeover.
it's just so lovely. The rain and thunder. Makes me want to listen to music and cry. Crying, such a wonderful way to express one's feelings -
Umbra looked to Roslyn as she headed back down below and smiled as she went on and he finished. Jack went back down when finished with it and disappeared below somewhere. " Good to see ah finally took it. I'll sleep on the stairs tonight maybe. " He said to himself taking in the sight and the feel of the wind, and rain. He walked back down and over to the room, peeking into see her lying there on the bed. "Sleep well." he whispered as he stepped back and went to the steps, sitting then lying down upon them staring off down the hall as he slowly closed his eyes shut. "This day is sure an interesting one." He whispered to himself as he tried to sleep on the stairs.
Yeah, they are really. Crying is a good way to express oneself, it is not a bad thing, and music helps bring it out. This song is going to make me deaf, I know it. -
Roslyn smiled and nodded as she murmured softly. "Goodnight Umbra." Roslyn covered half of her face with the sheets and fell into her regular routine nightmares. Just day one from when the abuse began was the first of the nightmare. It would go day after day nightmareafter nightmare. Roslyn twitched slightly as the nightmare went on. Opening her eyes once more not wanting to go back to sleep she rolled in the bed. "Nothing to do" Roslyn said as she sat up. Roslyn stood to her feet getting the covers off herself and walking towards her bags. Digging through the bags looking for a book about flowers. Sighing, she had forgotten it. Roslyn sat beside the bag wanting her book desperately.
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Umbra laid down on the stairs, still awake for the most part falling in and out of his sleep state now and again. He could hear faint chatter from the other rooms and the waves crashing along side the ship. He soon sat up on the stairs and looked out at the distance down the hallway. "Wonder how she is doing inthwre?" he asked himself as he looked up and slowly started saying the following in sort of asong like voice, bit soft." Hush my love now Don't you cry. Everything will be alright. Close your eyes and drift in dream. Reatin peaceful sleep..." He sang in a tone loud enough to slowly full up the ship. It was a song his mother sang when he was young to help him sleep and kept it as a reminder of her so he sang it in the ship now and then to help the peace.
(The song is actually stuck in my head now so I did this.) -
Hearing someone sing brought Roslyn to feel curious and oddly sleepy. As she stood and exited the room Roslyn was a bit surprise to see Umbra still awake. She walked over to him smiling. Once up the stairs to where he was sitting she sat beside him. He let him finish the song as she smiled to him. Such a wonderful song? How would he know such a song? Roslyn thought curiously. The song truly made her feel at ease.
(The songs Stitches, Try and Aftertaste is stuck in my head. Songs that I am totally related to.) -
Umbra saw Roslyn come over to him and sit beside him as he kept singing to the 52nd of it a. What has got her to come? The song maybe?he thought as he looked over to her smiling. "This song is one my Mon used to sing to me to hep me sleep at night. Auxh a beautiful song it was from her." He said as he laughed a bit. "Why are you still awake? Can't sleep?" He asked her a bit curious as to why. He moved over a bit giving her more room for herself as he listened around him now.
(I don't know any of them, as to my thoughts atleast. So you relate to some songs? It is a good thing to find something as to which one is able to relate to, no?) -
"It's a wonderful song" Roslyn said to the song his mother had made for him. She smiled faintly and sighed. "No reason I guess. Sure you can say thatI just can't sleep." Roslyn responded to his question. She sighed and began braiding her hair once again. Enjoying braiding her hair she soon asked him a question. "Why can't you sleep?"
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(Yes, indeed. Yes it helps express your feelings in ways words cannot.)
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Do you know 'Snuff' by Slipknot? Just asking is all)
"Yeah, it is." Umbra said, thinking back to when his mother would sing it for him at nights of young age. He smiled thinking about it as he looked over to her again."oh, I see. Maybe later you'll be able to sleep. Same reason for me though, can't sleep yet. " he responded to her clapping his hands together and resting his head atop them. "One, oh one. The only way is one. I can survive I'll make it through." He whispered in his head silently as he rested there comfortably.
(Yep. When words can't express at times how one feel, one may use a song or the such, to help reveal as to the ways and show their emotions to others, of wanted, or help them with said emotions, at times.) -
(No, but I may listen to it. I always enjoy listening to suggested songs expect for songs like Watch Me Whip))
Roslyn nodded slightly at his response. "I'm glad ypur crew isn't filled with seductive men. Such a trait like that would just make me sick to the stomach" Roslyn said trying to change the subject. Sleeping wasn't Roslyn's main priority, giving her delicate flowers to her customers were. She really haven't met the crew yet but seen them once boarding the ship and seeing the man named Jack. The crew seemed alright to Roslyn, not the best but alright.
Yes, indeed.)) -
It is a great song by Slipknot, one of my favorites. What the bloody hell is 'Watch me whip'? Of I ever recommend any songs, they will usually be in rock or Johnny Cash music and most have meaning, unlike many rap and some pop songs)
Umbra nodded his head a bit as he listened her words. "My crew is one, how to say, of workers, of men, and of those who know how to treat others well, most of the time. If one messes up, I try to help, we help one another here. If any of them give you trouble, in sure you can handle it yourself but get me if need be." Umbra said, he knew to do something, but not what it was. He stared off out a distant window to the sea afar and wide as he aat there beside her. "Thanks for all you've done. I've missed you for so long, can't believe you're gone." He said silently I himself as he thought about his mother some more.
(yep)
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