by Leila on March 13th, 2013, 10:59 pm
Timestamp: I honestly forgot what timestamp we agreed upon, so can you timestamp your next post?
When Leila moved out of her parents' home at the beginning of the year, her father suggested she get a fishing pole. "All young people eventually run into money problems and have to eat, and that is guaranteed to keep you from starving with enough effort." So she bought one, as well as a fishing kit, and today was the first chance she got to make her way down to the docks. Pole over her shoulder, her kit in one hand, with Shaco's leash wrapped around her wrist, she wove through the hustle and bustle of the docks. It took quite a while but she found an empty spot right next to a massive galleon, and tied Shaco to a pole and sat down. No one had ever taught her how to do anything like this, but surely it couldn't be too difficult to figure out. Her fishing pole was already strung with a hook, so she guessed it needed the bait now.
She opened up her fishing kit, pulled out a small clay pot that held soil and worms. She pulled off the lid and found a big fat one wiggling on top. Not in the least bit squeamish with bugs, she plucked it out. Holding a hook in one hand, the worm in the other, she slowly moved them together until the barbed spear pierced through the flesh on one side, and out the other. She'd seen men do this little trick, where the pull the pole back, then flick it forward, so the hook went out further into the water. So she decided to try it. She stood up, held the rod in both hands, with one hand cradling the excess line. She whipped the rod backwards, and heard a masculine yelp of pain. She cringed, and slowly started to turn around, afraid to see what mess she caused now. |
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