Li stood up straight and reassembled his staff from the two wakisashi's. He looked at his smoldering clothes and smirked.
"Well I do believe that's about enough of that for one day eh, luvs?"

"Yes."

Kyoji knocked on the mast behind him (which he was leaning against, sitting down) and grinned.
"Been there, done that," he said smiling, "but thanks for caring. As for Li, he's not actually hitting on her, he's just drunk. It doesn't count. And that whole "Taking a fuck? You weren't in the room." thing, that was the biggest come on I've seen, and I was facing away at the time. I'm surprised you could hit the broad side of a barn if you couldn't see it."
He pressed the buttons on his spear and it became a dagger again. He took a hankerchief from his sash and wiped the blood off of the blade before putting the dagger back in his sash. He frowned as he looked around at the bodies of the pirates strewn across the deck.
"This is exactly the kind of thing I was trying to avoid," he said.

Kane was still sitting against the mast: "Are you sure? I'm pretty certain she's just trying to fuck with me or somesuch. And Li drunk? I doubt it. If he is drunk, he's been so for the past 4 days and still maintains excellent cooridination and peace of mind."
Kane began tieing what was left of his shirt (it had been cut, pierced and slashed in several places) around a long, shallow slash-wound across his stomach. "Man, I really hope my other shirt is still in wearable condition, cause.." He nerveously scratched his back... "...well, I'd rather remain fully clothed..."

"Shit, I've known guys who stay drunk for months. I'm surprised you haven't, seeing as that you're a sailor and all. Besides, it helps him with his martial arts, the drunker he is, the harder he is to hit. That's how drunken masters work," Kyoji explained.
"As for Lucretia, I'd bet money on it that she wants in your pants. If not she's the best damn cocktease I've ever seen," he said.

"Someone practicing Drunken Master isn't actually drunk, they just look like it. Believe you me, I learned this well, about a year ago, when last I was in the Orient. Little fucking bald guy, looked like he was stone drunk, and began acting like it. Started having himself some fun with the ladies, and I...tried to stop him....Was able to put up an ok fight...but he kicked my ass. He was nice enough to tell me what happened, and then said something about keys. Can't say I remeber, 'cause, you know, I was in pretty bad shape."

Kane began to rise. "I doubt Lucretia...oh, fuck my leg!" Kane leaned back against the mast, all his weight on his left foot. "...oh wow...ok...right. I need a crutch...or something. Right, ok. I doubt Lucretia wants into my pants. Granted, I haven't had that much experiance...man, can you hand me that big plank over there?"

"Kioji, sit still, I can take care of that for you." Said The monk comming up to him.
He sits down and begans to run his fingers over Kyoji's torso, untile he hits the broken rib. He seems to concentrate.
"This rib isn't broken...its shattered! The broken piece has come completely off, You shouldn't be coughing up this much blood."
He presses on Kyogi's stomach.
"Does it hurt here?'

"I can help you with your leg, you know. just ask."

"Do you know how to make a cast? Because once I get to a hammock or bed, I think that's all I'll need....and 3 weeks. Can't forget that."

"Such interesting conversations you two have." Lucretia said walking from behind the mass. She looked up ant Kyogi and smiles then back at Kane. "Li, get over here now! Do me a favor guys, if you're going to talk about me, be man enough to come to me." She then waited for Li to arrive.