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T'at's Captain Morgan. I ship t'ings from 'ere tae t'ere. Fer a price. Buy m'a drink an'a we'll chat, yeah? Written by Leah Est. 4/14/16

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KALLAN HAS BEEN MOVED

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KALLAN HAS BEEN MOVED

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KALLAN HAS BEEN MOVED

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• PSA

Because of the increase in my schoolwork due to being in my second to last semester of college, my personal time is severely limited between school and working full-time. The free time I do have has been mostly diverted toward planning my wedding and trying to figure out some other personal things. As such, I am going on a semi-hiatus for, tentatively, the next eight (8) weeks. From now until the first week of September.

I understand if you do not wish to stick around for this forced absence. I do not blame you at all. My life has just become a little more hectic than I can handle and I have no plans of allowing Tumblr to jeopardize my education.

However, I will be on periodically to collect drafts and check for whatever messages may appear. I do plan to keep this blog active however just because I need some escape. I would love to interact with y’all there. If you’d like to have my Kik or, depending, phone number, please message me on that blog.

Y’all have been great and I can’t wait to get back on to continue writing with you.

Thanks for understanding,

Leah

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Cyrus blinked, he hadn’t expected it to be that easy.  Why was the stranger not asking far more questions?  Most wanted to be absolutely certain when someone came along laying claim to any item, more when it seemed valuable.  Then again, how would he prove that bottle belonged to him without telling the man to rub it and finding out why it was his.

That sort of defeated the purpose of taking it and running off after all.

Looking the man over again, the genie concluded he wasn’t one for thievery. If he were, there was little chance he’d be making to give it back. Eyes trailing back towards the bottle as the sunlight caught on the polished brass, he slowly nodded.  “It is, I seem to have dropped it while I was on my way to…” he answered, voice trailing off when he realized he had absolutely no clue where he was going. Frowning, this really was the worst thought out idea he’d come up with in centuries.  “I fear I am still rather new here, so I must be honest and say I have no idea where I was headed.  All I thought was to follow a path and see where I ended up.”

That sounded absolutely stupid, and he knew it.

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Oh Kallan could steal, it was true, but in this instance he didn’t see the point in absconding with the bottle. Surely it was a handsome piece, but items like this on a ship were impractical when sailing. A good knock and they’d shatter. With only one of them, Kallan couldn’t very well sell it for much of a profit. If this man had stolen it, let him be the one accountable for it should he be caught. If he hadn’t, then Kallan, for once, had done the honorable thing and returned it to its proper owner. Either way, his hands were clean.

The sailor’s head cocked up in curiosity. The man before him seemed rather inept at lying. Though, Kallan couldn’t fathom why he felt the need. Wait, he took that back. The dark complexion of the man before him brought a singular word to Kallan’s mind. Slave. While Kallan was in no means clean from the slave trade, he had no desire to try and wrangle a solitary escaped one. If the man was a slave, he’d be caught soon enough. Escapees rarely made it far. If he wasn’t, then Kallan would just as soon treat him to a drink and a round of whatever-have-yous.

“Oh aye? Where is t’e gran’ end goal? Sureleh ye’d know t’at, eh? Per’aps Ah migh’ beh able tae set ye back alon’ the beaten path’and alon’ yer merreh way.”

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       “ That’s it? That thing is your ship? “  a gloved hand gestured         toward the docks. “Am I supposed to trust that it can make         it’s way across the water? It looks like it’s barely staying afloat         as it is.” 

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    “Oi, Ah’ll ‘ave ye know t’at t’ing is more seawort’y t’an     any o’ t’e floatilla ye’ve gae in yer sae called naveh,”     he responded sounding quite protective of his beloved     vessel. “If’n ya dun wan’ on Ah’ll nae stop ye.”

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          ❝it’ll stay in its crate, in its own chamber,           alone wit’ me, ‘til we reach our final destination.❞

   No one needed to see it — or even be aware it    was there. And it didn’t need to see the light of    day until she opened that box and burned it up    with hellfire.

                              IT WAS AN ATROCITY, BY ALL MEANS.

                    ❝Now, don’t make me repeat m’self                     again — how much will it cos’ me?❞

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      “A righ’ price fer sure. T’e men are nae       keen on ‘aving a feral creature abou’,       sae ya bes’ keep et secure.”

   Kallan didn’t like not knowing what the beast was,    but he wasn’t about to turn down money either.    In his world, cash was truly king. Stepping away,    he waved a hand for four crewmen to come and    cart away the crate toward its resting location for    the duration of the trip.

            None of the men, like he’d said, keen on it.

     “It et be’aves it’ll cos’ ya £2000.      If’n it causes problems the fee      goes up to 3000.”

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      ‘​ @salteater ’   ❨  STARTER CALL  ❩

            This was either the smartest decision in her life or the deadliest. For all Hayley knew, it could have very well been both, wrapped up in a horribly misshapen package. The city simply wasn’t safe for her or her daughter anymore. And THIS was her last resort. When she came across his services through the wolves of the bayou, she took a chance, hopeful her plight and a little cash would be enough to ferry her and Hope far away from the city. “I hear you’re in the business of shipping… well, have I got a job for you.”

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     Normally, Kallan wouldn’t accept women with small children about his ship. This time however it seemed that this woman was in desperate need to vanish. A need that, while he hadn’t experienced before, he could relate. Kallan was aware of the supernatural nature of the bayou dwellers. They were good for business - even if they were rough around the edges. Standing before the thin woman, his eyes rested on the baby more so than its’ mother. She’d managed to catch him at a good time; they were due to ship out in the morning before dawn. “Ye could say t’at, aye. Wha’ and where are ya goin’?”

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‘ just cause m’sister does everything you say doesn’t mean ‘m gonna.. ‘

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            “Yer sis’er?”

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       “ Just answer the question :              Can you, or can’t you ? “ 

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        “Wha’s et tae ye?”

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allforacrown replied to your post:Is it bad I keep glancing at my engagement ring...

That’s not bad at all! It’s a gorgeous ring and I’m so happy for you!!! <3 <3 <3

I just?? Like wow??

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Mick Rawson being a complete twerp Criminal Minds: Suspect Behavior SE1EP10

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Is it bad I keep glancing at my engagement ring just to remind myself it’s not just a dream?

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PSA

Please be aware that I am in finals week and still have a crap ton of work to do. I also found out that my house has to be entirely replumbed. Which means the easiest thing to do is move out for six weeks. The problem is no one wants to rent property for two months and all extended stay hotels are too far from my home. Also there are seven people in my house that will all be displaced. Five of those seven are in school, which makes it more difficult overall. 

I’m hoping that by July or so things will be mostly back to normal. I’ll still be in school, but it won’t be as heavy as I get closer to the finish. I really appreciate the people being patient with me. It means a lot. If you don’t want to stick around I don’t blame you. I’m going to focus more on my insane life right now and most importantly planning my wedding.

Love y’all.

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Two weeks and I’m free for three days!!

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So apparently if you find a baby robin with a broken leg, no one will take it because "they're over capacity and can't take songbirds." Um, excuse, little baby songbirds need TLC too. I just don't know how to fix its leg. I'm so upset.