PIRATES!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D :D :D :D P)

Tiffany: she smirked, and planted her chin in one hand. "I suppose."

Dylan: I chuckled and got up. "Well then I guess that's my cue to leave, then, isn't it?"

Tiffany: she nodded. "Don't let the door hit you on the way out."

Tara:"Not that you ever take social cues," I mbled as I passed Tiffany's room, having been on the way to my own. I walked intonmy cabin and sat down to work at my desk, a huge map spread in front of me. I had forgotten to shut the door, but I was too submerged in my work to care.

Dylan: I strolled into Tara's cabin. "Fine day out, eh?"

Tiffany: the walls were thin. She could hear a mumble of the conversation, and listened in as she sat there.

Tara:"I didn't hear you knock, and it's impolite not to. What if I had been getting dressed?" I was now able to multitask: banter with Dylan and still focus on work. Maybe I was getting used to him, though not in a good way at all.

Dylan: "You're not fool enough to change with the door wide open, love." I said with a laugh.

Tara:"Or am I? You don't know me very well. And just because the door is open, doesn't mean you're welcome here. Even that younger girl, Tiffany, doesn't like you."

Dylan: "Never said I cared, did I? It's best to just be on speaking terms with someone...."

Tiffany: she heard her name, among muffled other things. She pressed her ear against the wall.

Tara:"Then you must have a purpose for being here, since we're on 'speaking' terms. Out with it, I don't have all day. Did the Captain send you?"

Dylan: "No. I came to see what direction we're going in," I said, thinking of something on the spot. "Bah. No I have nothing to say. Just wanted to say hello."

Tiffany: Well, at least he was honest. But honestly, Dylan couldn't take a hint. Tara hated him, and she doubted that would change. At least he tried.

Tara:"Your hellos are always far too long, and very frustrating. I don't feel like taking if there's no point," I studied the map in front of me, and marked somehing.

Bump

Dylan: Touchy... I walked out, shaking my head in amusement.

Tara:"Good choice!" I called after him with a roll of my eyes.

Dylan: "Probably," I mutter, smiling and shaking my head as I went up to the crow's nest. "Horizon looks nice," I note to myself, glad no bad weather seemed to be coming.

(Dang it, what now?)

*sigh* I honestly do not know. !nspired's not on, Rose isn't on, WHAT'LL WE DO??? HOW'LL WE SURVIVE? CHICAAAAAAAAAGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

HAHAHAHA

I guess we'll have to wallow in our self-pity until one of them gets on, either that or make some drama-trauma-rama happen!!!!

((Should I have Dylan scream about a pregnancy like Benny? XD))

HAHA That was funny. And random. But that would also be awkward, since Dylan's the only guy on the ship and therefore would be the father...Haha XD

o.O oh yeah.... oh well. XD