The King of Clouds

Jason explored for awhile before he found a weapons port."oh this looks cool" he said seeing a couple of long daggers with a little thing that allowed the daggers to spin in the palm of his hand. heh ad some stolen coins on his person , not from the ship of course, that he used to purchase the daggers. he noticed something shiny out of the corner of his eye.

Jericho laughed. "I could quote you." He said, walking into port with his arm around Anne.

Anne smirked, "I dare you."

Jason moved closer to the shiny things. they were bracers, solid silver, supposedly unbreakable. he took one look at the price and stepped back. "now that's robbery" he muttered.

"Ahem,

Bella Strauss wrote:

"Well then, don't we just fit right in with each other." Anne sighed, "But honestly? How do I keep these darn people from staring at me every time we go to a port. I hate unnecessary attention."

" He said, quoting her.

Anne shrugged a bit, "Alright, you got me."

"That I did." He said smiling proudly.

Anne laughed a bit, "Enjoy the moment, Jericho."

Jericho smirked. "Oh, I am. I've been trying to get at this for the past few years."

Anne smirked a bit, "I like to play hard to get."

Jericho chuckled a little bit. "So I've noticed."

Anne flipped up her eye patch, looking around the port, "It's really tiny here..."

Jericho nodded. "Yeah. Think they have one of those antique stores you like?"

"Every port has one of those weird antique stores." She said with a grin.

Jericho smiled a little. "Then lets get going." He said, looking around until they found one of the antique shops.

Anne looked around, rifling through odds and ends, "If you see anything weird, let me know."

"Will do." He said, reluctantly letting her go as he looked through the store.

Anne rifled through junk, inspecting it all closely until she found some odd sort of bronze lump with no apparent uses other than as a paper weight. She nudged Jericho, "Whats this?"

Jericho took it and looked it over. "It looks like a hunk of metal." He said in an inspector-like voice.

"So it's pointless?" She asked.

Jericho shrugged. "I'm an engeneer, so I wouldn't know. It looks kind of like one of the old world grenades though...."

Anne looked it over, then shrugged, keeping it in her hand as she continued looking.

Jericho moved throughout the store, eventually finding something and returning to Anne with an intricatly woven metal thing.

Anne dangled the thing over her head, "This is entertaining..."

Jericho smiled. "I thought you'd like it."