Locked in a Cage (with GaiusGermanicusBloodsoak)

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As soon as the airship lifted the ground, Goyops knew he had made a wrong decision. He grabbed firmly to the ceiling of the ship as he felt that he had to vomit soon. Even though the ship lay pretty stable in the air, Goyops could feel how it was rocking back ad forth all the time.
"I uhm... ugh... Why?" were the only words Goyops could say. Unless there was some kind of remedy against motion-sickness aboard the ship, it was pretty clear that he could not keep this up for long.
 
Alright, they were up and in the air again. Finally! Now they could go and actually make money with all the stuff they had in the cargo hold. Luckily, Reggie knew of a place that would willingly buy it, and then they could finally breath easy. "So, Yana, are you still wanting to mess around with your Yanamen, or are you alright with me selling a couple of them?"
 
"I still don't understand" Yanaike responded critically. "Why would you want to give them away?" Of course, if Reggie was really persistent to give away the Yanamen, Yanaike would be okay with that decision, but she still couldn't see the point.
 
"No no, not give them away. Sell them. Giving them away would be utterly idiotic. These things could bring a hell of a lot of money. People are always so fascinated by things like that, and they'll pay a pretty penny to be able to claim that they own one. Surely a woman like yourself sees all sorts of bits and baubles that you want but can't afford. Once we sell all the stuff we salvaged, you'll be able to buy plenty of them, plus more."
 
Bits and baubles she wanted but she couldn't afford? Yanaike wasn't actually sure what Reggie was talking about. There was no material thing that Yanaike wished to have. And she just simply snatched away the things she needed like food or drinks.
"I would really love to understand the way you think" Yanaike said, rather serious for her personality. "But I just can't get it!"
"First of all, I don't know if you've noticed but I'm not the kind of girl that wants all sorts of bits and baubles. Human girls might be like that, but I'm not. I have a backpack, and all my possession are stored in there, or are carried on my body. I don't need more... Actually I don't want more, since I only have to carry more weight around." Yanaike's backpack was mostly filled with spare clothes, but even those were rarely used. She almost always had the same clothes on: the white boots, the white dress, the leather jacket, her witch hat and the goggles strapped on top of it.
"But since I don't care about material possessions, neither do I care about the Yanamen. If you want to give... trade... them away. Feel free to do so!" She turned her tail from the left to the right.
"But then again... From your perspective. You like more and bigger, do you? More possessions, air crafts, weapons, more, bigger, better? Am I right? Then why do you want to trade the Yanamen away for just a small bag of gold? That doesn't make any sense to me! You go from one object with unlimited options to another object, that is smaller, and has only two options: spend it or save it. Imagine that we lightning will struck our airship and we strand on an inhabited island. What do you want to do with money? And with Yanamen? The worst thing you could do with them is to dismantle them and change them into a boat. But you can't even do that with gold."
"And the last thing. We're pirates right? Isn't the whole idea of being pirates that we steal stuff? Not buy and sell things?" Yanaike giggled. "Hihi..." She had overflown Reggie with lots of words, but the arguments she came up with were pretty valid. Hopefully Reggie finally realized how annoying she might be to him, that she was very smart for such a young girl, and much more valuable to the team then either the Yanamen or a bag of gold.
 
For once Yanaike was actually making a valid argument, and Reggie felt like he could actually discuss this with her. "Alright Yana, let me give my side. Yes, we are pirates, in the sense that we destroy the ships of others and take their goods. We don't go and steal stuff from shops and such, that's why we have money. First off, we need money for basic things, like food and drink, along with fuel, and we all know that this ship doesn't run on imagination and dreams. No, we need money to buy things we need. If this ship were to crash on an island, the wreckage of this ship would provide us with far more valuable parts than the robots. Things like the engines and pieces of metal that could also be made into a boat, and if we fixed the engines on the island, then we could get a faster boat and get away from the island better. The Yanamen are simply cargo that we messed with here and there. We're operating on the principles that nearly all societies operate on, the fact that we sell what we have and don't need or want, and take the money we get from them, for things that we need or want. I understand that you are far less materialistic than I am, and that's okay, but I like to have things, namely things that I can use, like those things you said, ships, guns, and all that other stuff. Now, back to the gold, in many instances, gold is far more useful than automatons we don't know how to use. With gold, we can buy information, bribe people, influence them, hire people, we can't trade robots that hardly any one understands for any of that stuff." He stopped for a moment.

"I guess it all boils down to this, I am far more materialistic and monetarily focused, and you're not. That's okay. Gold is useful. Where you see a small bag that jingles, I see endless opportunities. Besides, it's as they say: money makes the world go round."
 
But as soon Reggie started to tell his side of the story about money, Yanaike had been distracted by the metal plate that separated the cockpit from the engine room. It had moved. Was there someone inside? Had someone been in the engines? Had the engines been fixed already? Yes! Of course! They were floating in the air after all... But... who? The new guy? No, he couldn't have had the time for that. Besides, the airship had been flying, before either Yanaike or the new guy was already on board. But who could have fixed the engine than?
"Someone fixed the engines!" Yanaike shouted. She'd completely missed Reggie's arguments, but she didn't really care about it either.

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At that moment Goyops stumbled into the cockpit. "Uhm... sorry... disrupt you?" he mumbled, quite vaguely. "But I'm not feeling so well..." At that moment Goyops' mouth opened and he vomited on the floor.
 
Of course, right when he thinks he can hold a conversation with her, she gets distracted by a shiny object, of fucking course. Seeing Goyops barf on the floor didn't help either. Letting out a sigh, he proceeded to speak. "First off, I fixed the engines, second, that's pretty gross. Although I suppose that will happen until you get your bearings aboard the ship." He walked off to a closet in his quarters, and came back with a towel, handing it to Goyops. "Here, you make the mess, you clean it up. Until you get used to the ship, I suspect you'll do this a time or two more. Just keep a bucket handy."
 
Goyops took the towel and started cleaning. It only seemed fair to him that he should clean up the mess he made. But as soon as he put the towel on the ground. He felt another urge in his stomach. The next moment he vomited again, and after that he fainted in its own vomit.

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"Eeek" Yanaike said in a high voice after she had seen what happened. "I uhm... think he is sick?" she said. "Yeah" she laughed shortly about her own words. "Of course! Everyone can see that. But... do you have any idea, what the problem could be?"
 
Reggie shook his head before he dragged Goyops out of his vomit. "Poor bastard, it's either motion sickness, or he's really unused to being off the ground. Doesn't happen to everyone, but he seems to be one of the unlucky few who is affected by it. Better get him into his quarters and let him sleep." That being said, Reginald tossed the towel on top of the vomit and dragged him by the legs to one of the empty rooms.

With a few grunts, Reggie had managed to plop the large man onto his bed, making sure to put a bucket beside it. He shook his head again as he walked back to Yanaike. "Damn, he's a big ass boy. Must way a couple hundred pounds. All muscle too, if he ever stops blowing chunks, he looks like he could be pretty useful."
 
"Is there a remedy for motion sickness or being not on the ground?" Yanaike asked gently. Her tail slowly swayed from left to right. She felt kind of sorry for Goyops. At first he didn't want to go. Maybe he foresaw this? But he wanted to go so badly because he finally had found friends. Maybe Yanaike shouldn't have asked him to come at first, things would have been a lot easier if Reggie and Yanaike had just fled.
"I'm not a medical specialist" Yanaike said. "But we could try to make our own remedy?"
 
Reggie nodded. "There's plenty of ways to deal with motion sickness. It ranges from pressure points to various herbs and medicines. I'm sure that he'll eventually get over it, but if he doesn't, then we'll just have to see if this is something he wants to do." He thought for a moment before continuing. "I suppose we could try and come up with something. However, I don't know anything about herbs or medicine, and unless you know something, anything we throw together will be a wild guess."
 
"Yeah, I like wild guesses" Yanaike said. Her tail wagged around cheerfully. "Do you think coal could be a solution?" She remembered how Reggie had thought her to use coal to stop the bleeding, maybe it could stop motion sickness as well?
 
Reggie shook his head with a small laugh at her childlike eagerness. "Coal, no, Charcoal, yes, but it won't help us in this case. I really don't think we have anything aboard the ship that would help. I haven't had the chance to properly stock up the ship yet. That's why I want to hurry up and sell what we took so that we can buy supplies." He thought for a moment to see if he knew anyway that they could brew up a remedy. "If you want to try and throw something together, than go ahead."
 
"Me? What? How? Who do you think I am? A genius? Well... maybe" Yanaike blushed slightly. "But like I said I don't know anything about medical stuff!" As bad as Yanaike wanted to help the large man, from who she still didn't knew the name by the way, she had no idea what to do him. One thing was for sure. She wouldn't go messing around with chemicals again in the hope of finding a cure. Something similar had happened before. Actually, that was the way how Yanaike got her tail, but that was a story which Yanaike preferred not to remember. "You know what? We can search the land for a town or a village, you just give me a shopping list and all you have to do is clean up this icky bleh buh... whatever came out of his mouth, and I'll do the shopping meanwhile!"
 
"You mean vomit?" He asked playfully. "Alright, if that's what you want to do. Hopefully we can find a place that will buy all this stuff so that we can send you out on that little errand." Reggie walked over to the towel and got on his hands and knees, doing his best to clean up all of Goyop's....Incidental leftovers. "Wow, this shit smells worse than normal, Ech." He made a fake gagging noise to show his discontent for the task, but he did it anyway, eventually getting all of it cleaned up. "There, now, what say you we burn this towel, never to be seen again, hm?" Maybe that was a bit overkill, and maybe he was just playing around, but still, this was rather gross.
 
Burn the towel?
"You know," Yanaike said. "For a person caring much about material possessions. You're rather easy with throwing them away. First your gun and now a simple towel, only because it is dirty? But uh... okay?" She giggled. "Hihi!"
"So, if you make me a shopping list now and search the skies for a town or village, I can run a little errand?"
 
"Yana, it's a towel soaked with vomit, what use will it be of later? Anyways, I can make you a list now, I suppose. Surely there's a town somewhere along the way." That being said, Reggie reached into his jacket and pulled out a notepad and pen, writing down what came to mind that they needed. "Here" he said as he handed it to her. "While your in town, do please try and stay out of trouble" he teased with a grin.
 
"You liked weapons, did you?" Yanaike giggled. "Hihi! A towel soaked with vomit could be a perfect hand-to-hand weapon! Or you can use it to un-clean floors? Or maybe most logical, try to wash it?" She giggled again. "Where you see a useless towel, I see endless possibilities!"
Yanaike grabbed the paper from Reggie and took a first glance at it.
"Okay, I'm on it" she said. "Can I use your rope?"
 
Dammit woman, it was a vomit soaked towel, and he had no way to wash it. Couldn't she just stop? But whatever, it didn't really matter. "Yea, go ahead and use the rope." What was she going to do, rappel her way down to the ground? He sure hoped not, as that would be rather stupid when he could simply land the ship for her to get out. Reggie also hoped that she was going to wait until they actually had money before she went off to do all of this. "Again, do try and stay out of trouble please."
 
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