The Man from Nabata [ Sabin/Joel]
Dec 15, 2011 6:29:18 GMT -6
Post by Sabin on Dec 15, 2011 6:29:18 GMT -6
OOC: Takes place in the ten day gap happening in 'Modes of Transportation.'
Sabin's time at the ship seemed to be pretty boring, actually almost eventless. He was happy with the food and all, being happy to once again taste the meat he loved. But there was less conversation on the ship, basically most of the people just liked whispering among themselves. Where was all the chatter? Sabin was never used to such a quite life, and being in a silent presence was a little unnerving for him.
Luckily he found Joel today. Joel was as usual, clutching the railing as always, looking at the deep blue sea. Sabin just didn't understand this guy. It was like, four days and Joel was STILL standing at the same spot, looking at the vastness of the sea. Getting excited was one thing, but this was overdoing it.
Sabin stared at the man's face- his skin was real tanned and he was huge, that wasn't really a big deal. But he noticed some sort of strange emotion in those eyes too. Sabin wondered if this man was used to drinking, he'd probably offer him a drink. Sabin was a teeny bit creeped out by Joel sometimes, the man didn't talk much. Perhaps someone needed to start a conversation with him. Sabin decided he'd offer him some rootbeer anyways.
"Hey Joel, I see you're back here again! How has the journey been? Its been pretty uneventful here, at least I feel so." Sabin said, hoping the man would say something.
"So, how's Nabata exactly? What's it like? I've always wondered how you landlubbers end'n up livn' in the desert, its pretty hot down there." Sabin said, resisting the urge to offer Joel rootbeer.
Sabin's time at the ship seemed to be pretty boring, actually almost eventless. He was happy with the food and all, being happy to once again taste the meat he loved. But there was less conversation on the ship, basically most of the people just liked whispering among themselves. Where was all the chatter? Sabin was never used to such a quite life, and being in a silent presence was a little unnerving for him.
Luckily he found Joel today. Joel was as usual, clutching the railing as always, looking at the deep blue sea. Sabin just didn't understand this guy. It was like, four days and Joel was STILL standing at the same spot, looking at the vastness of the sea. Getting excited was one thing, but this was overdoing it.
Sabin stared at the man's face- his skin was real tanned and he was huge, that wasn't really a big deal. But he noticed some sort of strange emotion in those eyes too. Sabin wondered if this man was used to drinking, he'd probably offer him a drink. Sabin was a teeny bit creeped out by Joel sometimes, the man didn't talk much. Perhaps someone needed to start a conversation with him. Sabin decided he'd offer him some rootbeer anyways.
"Hey Joel, I see you're back here again! How has the journey been? Its been pretty uneventful here, at least I feel so." Sabin said, hoping the man would say something.
"So, how's Nabata exactly? What's it like? I've always wondered how you landlubbers end'n up livn' in the desert, its pretty hot down there." Sabin said, resisting the urge to offer Joel rootbeer.