Log; Ongoing;

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When; September 28th, midafternoon
Rating; PG
Characters; Ragetti creditfertryin, Pintel dated_a_eunuch
Summary; Girl!Ragetti and Kid!Pintel go have a picnic.
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Raula (the name Ragetti had decided to adopt for as long as he was a woman) hiked up her parasol a little bit farther, tucking a stray hair over her ear. She smiled, one good eye squinting under the brilliance of the sun, and tilting her chin up she called after Joseph, "'Ave ye foun' a place, yet?"

The boy was excited, which Raula could understand, but she was balancing fancy shoes, a parasol and the basket, and walking in the sand was making movement rather difficult. Finally, with a grunted sigh she simply stopped and dropped the basket, hand fisting on her hip to wait for the boy to pick a spot, watching as he ran about with the checkered sheet.

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Ugh. The lady was so slow! Lady's were always slow, in their crazy shoes. Not practicle at all... And it was sand, for Christ's sake! How far had that lady suspected she'd get!?

Well, it wasn't that Joseph minded too terribly. He was running about the beach with the picnic blanket, holding it out to the wind like a malfunctioned kite, looking for the best possible spot to pitch lunch-camp. But... Well, she'd already dropped the basket somewhere. That somewhere didn't look too bad.

So, he jogged back up to her, out of breath by this point, round face rosy, and grinned. "Perfect!" He dropped the blanket and began to clumsily attempt to straighten it. "Yer real good at findin' picnic spots, Miss Raula!" (It was a funny name... He had a cousin named Paula, but her real name was Paulina... So, was one-eyed-lady's name Raulina? 'Cause, that was just silly.)

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Raula grinned when Joseph came tearing back to spread out the blanket, but she definitely wasn't complaining. She dropped her shoes on the sheet and bent at the waist, tugging it into a bit of a straighter position before stepping forward. Curling to sit down, she rearranged her skirts before reaching back to pull the basket next to her.

"Well, ye mus' be 'ungry now af'er all that runnin' 'bout. 'Choo want firs'?" She asked amiably, opening the basket and pulling out plates and utensils one handed. She was reluctant to put her parasol down (they had picked it up when they went into the city to nick picnic supplies), it was like the one she had once before, but cleaner, and she planned on keeping it for longer than the other one.

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Far less careful in sitting down, Joseph simply plopped onto the sheet, setting his sandy shoes aside. He couldn't remember what they had, really... He hadn't been paying attention in town. He sat up a little straighter in an attempt to see into the basket and pick something, but gave up after a moment and settled for. "I dunno'. You pick."

She was still carrying her fancy parasol... "Ye know, tha sun won' kill ye just from yer sittin' in it." A short pause, and he continued, "Me mum says tha' it'll blind ye to look at it, though... So don' do that." He smiled cheekily at her, "Ye can' afford to be no more blind than ye are now."

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Smiling to herself as the boy flopped onto the checkered sheet, Raula pulled her eyes from Joseph and back to the task at hand. She hummed lightly to herself as she pulled out the sandwiches. She rather liked having little Joseph around. He was just so much... happier this way, and in turn it put her into a better mood. It was almost easy to forget that it was the Pintel she knew sitting beside her (albeit it much shorter, and with more hair).

At least, until he pulled comments such as that one.

Her single eye snapped up from the fruit they had accidently-on-purpose forgot to pay for, a scowl tugging down the corners of rouged lips. She said nothing at first, simply staring hard at the boy for the out of line comment. She hated it when grown Pintel poked fun at her eye, and just because he was a lad didn't give him anymore leniency on that particular topic.

"You keep yer tongue on tha', Joseph," She scolded firmly, "Or I'll be eatin' all them sweets m'self."

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Ooh. She pulled scary off really well. Joseph was a bit prone to mouthing off, but he absolutely hated such withering looks. Like most little kids, proper scolding did him in quickly. "Okay..." He bit his lip, turning his face away, defeated, for a moment before returning a glance. "'M sorry. I didn' say it t'be mean. I was only tryin' to warn ye, tha's all..."

His eyes were down at the sheet now, demeanor as pouty as anything. Why did grown-ups take everything the wrong way? He had half a mind to sneak up on her right side when they left for the ship again and thump her on the head, good and proper. But... She was so tall. He wouldn't be able to do it, anyway.