June 11, 2019 at 2:19 pm #19655
08:10, Sunday June 16th, Swamp, Serenity, Cajun Town, Seattle
At Cynthia’s question, Peter chuckles and Magwen just looks at her. Peter motions with his arm to the huge trees they are gliding past. ”This is our paradise, Miss Cynthia. Why would we want to live anywhere else? Living with the gators and snakes and everything else is just part of living to us. I suppose part of it is just being used to it all and another part is that we are too stubborn to move. We are the descendants of escaped slaves, some from the very plantation you now own, and we are proud of the life we have carved from the mangroves. The Loa have been very kind to us. We are just a small part of your plantation, but we can be useful in several ways, and that is why we wanted to get you out here. I think that you will be pleasantly surprised.”
Magwen nods at Peter’s comments then answers Cynthia’s other question, although her accent makes it difficult to completely understand her. ”Yes, I am from the village. I came to trade for supplies and James thought that we should show you where we live.” Her eyes get a bit brighter as she describes the different trees and other vegetation the boat passes. She points out several “floating logs” that are really alligators, as well as several varieties of snakes and birds. The massive trees provide a canopy that serves to dim the sunlight, which only gets even more noticeable the further the boats travel.
21June 12, 2019 at 12:18 pm #19669
[Cynthia Rawson – 08:10, Sunday June 16th, Swamp, Serenity, Cajun Town, Seattle] #1225
Surprisingly – or maybe not? – Cynthia didn’t look all that convinced. Oh, that some people would like it here… Maybe. Ok, sure. If it was the only thing you ever knew and didn’t really want to see what was beyond. And in a sense, life was simple here. Not easy, what with the alligators, snakes and whatnot, but simple. There probably was some attraction to it. For herself though… She’d be bored out of her mind alarmingly fast.
”Well, the guys in town have a saying… What was it again…” Cynthia thought about it for a second then snapped her fingers. ”Oh, right: ‘Il faut de tout pour faire un monde.‘ I suppose it’s fitting. And as long as you’re happy…” She shrugged.
Cynthia seemed about to answer to something Peter had just said, but nodded to Magwen. ”I see.” In a very different tone, she repeated an ”I see…” when pointed at a gator. She wanted to ask if they ever tried to snack on the people in the boats, but decided she didn’t want to know.
At some point, she came back to a point she had wanted to talk about. ”You know, you don’t have to be useful to me. If you want to live here and never see my face or have anything to do with the house in general, that’s fine by me. So do not feel like you absolutely have to do something. If you want to be left alone, I’m happy to go with that. If on the contrary you want more I’m not unwilling to hear about it. Will I be able to actually do what you’d want or need is another problem entirely of course, but… Well, I guess what I’ saying is that my door is open. Sort of…”June 14, 2019 at 1:32 pm #19723
08:10, Sunday June 16th, Swamp, Serenity, Cajun Town, Seattle
Magwen gives Cynthia a strange look then nods her head slowly. ”I was told that you are not like the previous owner. Are you co-owners of the same mind?”
22June 14, 2019 at 2:52 pm #19725
[Cynthia Rawson – 08:10, Sunday June 16th, Swamp, Serenity, Cajun Town, Seattle] #1226
”Uh… Probably?” Cynthia shrugged. ”You’d have to ask them. But…” The girl looked away for a second or two. Finally, she simply smiled wryly. ”Consider things like this: first, Claudia is nineteen and she has two years on Sandy and I. Being responsible of anyone is not really the kind of things we want, especially on top of everything else we have to deal with. And believe me, there’s a lot, quite a bit major than being a teenage girl or deciding what to wear in the morning.” Considering that some whose name she wouldn’t disclose would be fine answering ‘nothing‘ it wasn’t saying much though. ”So if you want to be left alone, that’s fine by us.” She cocked her head to the side, frowning. ”Well, unless it goes against the house and all, I suppose we can’t have that.”
A second later, she shook her head. ”Anyway. If, on the other hand, you want us to do something for you, or help, or… If you want anything from us in general… We’ve learned yesterday we were responsible for a cotton and sugar cane industry, what’s a little village more? That’s not to say that we’re going to agree to everything – or anything really – but listening doesn’t hurt anyone.”June 15, 2019 at 4:00 am #19736
08:15, Sunday June 16th, Swamp, Serenity, Cajun Town, Seattle
Magwen nods and remains silent for a couple of minutes then points off to where a large alligator is laying on the bank under a huge mangrove tree. ”That there is Old Seth. He is probably the second largest of his kind in these parts, although there are rumors of some even larger than him out in the deep groves, where only the foolhardy or desperate go wandering.” She waits until the boat glides past the sleeping gator then looks back at Cynthia. ”We don’t need much, Miss. It is more what we can do for you that the last three owners decided was not worth the effort. The first is the creatures here abouts; the gators, snakes, fish, birds, and even some deer. Besides some really tasty meat, there is a good bit of hides we can provide you. Second, there are springs at the village and near to it that provide some of the best drinking water you will ever taste. Third, we can whip up some shine that will rival anything store bought. And we hold no care as to your ages. The House accepted you and that is enough for us. What you need to decide is if we are good enough for you or if you will leave us isolated in the groves, like your predecessors did.”
”What we can use is more of the common supplies for living, along with what it will take to get any water and whiskey ready to ship to markets. That will be up to you and the other owners.”
23June 15, 2019 at 1:14 pm #19737
[Cynthia Rawson – 08:15, Sunday June 16th, Swamp, Serenity, Cajun Town, Seattle] #1227
Cynthia watched Old Seth with some trepidation. The beast was huge. Thankfully, the beast appeared lazy, or at least satiated for now, and didn’t move an eye. ”There are some even larger? Uh…” Those people were definitely crazy…
Once Magwen has explained what they’d like to her, Cynthia nodded. ”Oh that… Well, I already had an idea of creating a small corporation to sell the products derived from the cotton and sugar cane fields, like candies, clothes, etc. I don’t see anything wrong with adding meat, water., whiskey, hides, etc.” She sounded a bit doubtful there, but maybe the rich would find appealing to drink some fresh water, straight from the source. Unpolluted source. ”The more we have, the better diversity we have, the easier it’ll be to find a market and more importantly, the more robust it will make the whole enterprise.”
She’d really need to get more business lessons though. She knew a thing or two but managing a corporation, even a small one, was way out of her depth. For the moment at least. ”But if we want to do this, I will need hard numbers. That you could, right now, provide x bottles of whiskey and water, that you’d need that list of supply a month, that you have those kind of medical needs, etc. You can include what you hope to be able to produce in the right circumstances, or with this or that investments – again, numbers for the investments – and it will be really useful, but what I really need is to know what you can do right now. Oh and samples I suppose. Once I have all that, I can start formulating a business plan, decide how to go about it.” And hopefully, that would give her time to figure things out… ”And do be over-optimistic with the figures. Do not try to oversell it, it’d be the best way to sink everything. What we need is a strong foundation. Once we have that, we’ll be able to build on it, but if the foundations are shaky…”
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