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Burning Skies Saloon Quest: Past, Present, and Future

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Yiski:
*After congratulating Ny-Lee on her promotion, Roland began thinking about his marriage proposal and her parents.*
Ny-Lee is now a Captain of the Imperial Fleet and her parents are ones of high prestige.

*Roland begins thinking how he hasn't accomplished anything close to Ny-Lee's merits let alone the merits of BdrLine or their family.*
How would her parents react to someone like me asking for their daughter's hand in marriage?

*Roland is now confronted with knowledge he's kept on the back burners for awhile. Roland has no claim of merit and he's in love with a girl who almost has everything within her fingertips.*

*Yiski notices Roland's meltdown and separates them from the other by taking a walk outside the docks.*
Having second thoughts about marrying Ny-Lee?

*Roland was surprised.*
How did...

*Yiski stifled a laugh.*
Well, I saw your face when Ny-Lee got promoted and you're wonderin' now if you're good enough to her and to her parents.

*Roland was speechless and simply nodded.*
Roland, you have more to offer than military medals. You know what you're good at and you don't need me tellin' you what those are.

*Yiski took a pause.*
You come this far by your own initiative and some 'gentle' pushin'. You'll be fine and don't let anyone else tell you different.

*Yiski patted Roland on the back and proceeded to walk back to the others, leaving Roland standing outside staring off into the distance. Yiski meets up with the others.*
Alright. We should sober up some. Fleet should be here soon. Let's get ready and have the Birdmen join their first idiot who got in our way.

Shinkurex:
*Shink downs his drink in one gulp, and notices standing off to the side. Shink wanders over to him*

"Hey Roland. Look, I know we're not as close, but I just want to let you know that you did good with those scavengers. Killing is never easy, but if you had not done that, then we would be drinking in a different mood right now.

*Shink pulls out a flask, and fills his cup again, and offers it to Roland*

Papa Paradox:
Papa was uneasy after hearing the emperor was coming.

The old codgers, gonna hang me... If I'm lucky.

Papa started laughing

"By the gods lads, my time is coming, I used to privateer for the Anglean Republic, they called me 'The Blight of Chang-Ning.' That old bastards gonna try and kill me."

Papa finished his drink

"Let em' try."

Ny dropped her glass and within seconds she was at Papas throat with a knife.

"You son of a bitch, we heard story's about you... how you pillaged our defenseless towns, raped our women, killed our children, YOU BURNED INNOCENTS!"

As with a terrible vengeance she was about to decorate the floor with Paradox's larynx, she heard a noise: a subtle click. Papa's volcanic pistol was in her gut.

"I suggest you put that down, lass. Lest we have two corpses 'pon the ground."

A coy smile crossed his face.

RearAdmiralZill:
*Zill separates them both. Papa gets the hand pistol to his forehead and Ny gets iron knuckles pressed on her gut.*
Enough of this crap. Ny-Lee, you know better than to believe Yeshan Propoganda to its fullest, or at least I hope so. If you think our story's are blown out of proportion, Yeshan Propoganda is ten times that.

*He gives a stern look to PapaP*
I would highly recommend you two go to your boats. The Fleets will be arriving soon.

*Ny-Lee storms off with little more than a "Hmph". Papa wasnt so easy.*
Look here scarface, i dont need any help from you with my personal life.

Im not helping your sorry metal ass. Im ordering you onto that boat before i  leave you here to deal with your personal life in the middle of the Empire.

*Zill cocks his pistol and Papa turns around and walks to the boat. Zill takes out his flask and downs it.*
This group is falling apart at the seams. He couldn't keep his arrogant mouth shut...

*"Lilly" sees his anger and walks up to him.*
He might be a pain but its all we have right now. Roland, id go comfort Ny. We dont need her making brash decisions given her new power.

Agreed. How on earth am i going to do that.....

Yiski:
--M'Naghten--

*Roland goes up on board and searches for Ny-Lee. Eventually, he finds her down below deck kicking the metal sides.*
Ny-Lee, you know Paradox says things just to bait people.

*Roland tries to embrace Ny-Lee, but she keeps him at arms length and kicks the side again.*
I don't see how you could even think his comment "just to bait." No, he knew full well my, no, our people's view of that monster!

Please, just...

No! You have no idea what our people suffered! Don't try and defend him!

*Ny-Lee keeps ranting, her anger only increasing with each breath between rants. Roland didn't have a clue as to how to calm her, except one.*

*SLAP*

*Roland made contact against Ny-Lee's face. It wasn't a hard slap, but just enough for her to stop her ranting and stare at Roland with complete awe. Ny-Lee's face began to tear up.*
Why d....

*Roland didn't give her a chance to finish and immediately brought her in for a kiss. At first, Ny-Lee wanted to break away and pound Roland for hitting her. Eventually, she gave in and reciprocated his action. A few moments pass by when Roland breaks the kiss.*
I am truly sorry I slapped you. I know you are angry with me and furious with Paradox, but you cannot let this anger take control of the Ny-Lee I love.

*Ny-Lee looked into Roland eyes and saw he was being, as always, sincere. She attempted to reconcile her spite for Paradox.*
What Paradox said is unforgivable, but Roland's right, I can deal with this later.

*Ny-Lee took a deep breath.*
I will try and keep this event behind me, for you. When I think about what that monster has caused, I can't help but feel angry and sad.

*The painful and sorrowful face Ny-Lee was putting on caused a pain in Roland's chest. He knew he couldn't let her keep feeling like this. Then an idea. A very hasty, impulsive idea.*
Well, I cannot stand to see you sad darling and I know what I'm about to do cannot possibly dispel all your sadness and hatred, but I consider it a start. I was hoping to do this properly, but there is no helping it. I will not let Ny-Lee be this way.

*Roland hugged Ny-Lee and sat her down on a nearby crate. Ny-Lee was confused and wanted to ask, but Roland put up his hand and stopped the question. Roland then dropped to one knee and reached into his pockets. He pulled out his mother's wedding band.*
Ny-Lee, will you do me the incredible honor of becoming my wife?

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