Mystery Dungeon Rp/Story

Kane: Thanks Derek...and watch out for Zittia. He's been eating a lot lately.
*With that the doggy turns and goes off to the other part of the ship*

*Derek lifts up his chest feathers and latches Zittia onto him so she can feed before wandering off into the ship. He pops up in front of the Weavile and just stares at him for a second.*
Weavile-" ...You want something?"
Derek-" I know you. I know I know you. What's your name?"
Weavile-" I'm not telling you."

/*Kane cuts the torch off after looking up at them*
Kane: You don't need to harass him about it...

Derek-" Hey! I know who you are!"
*The Weavile punches Derek in the beak hard enough to knock him out.*
Weavile-" I don't like this one."

Kane: Again with him being KO'd in some waay...
*He sighs and drags Derek into the Shipmaster's cabin and setting him in a bed*
Kane: Why did you do that?

*Just farted*
it smells

*Derek is already snoring loudly from being knocked out.*
Weavile-" Stupid chicken needs to learn when to keep his mouth shut..."

Kane: I think he's just asleep.
*He turns back to Weavile*
Kane: Enough with hurting people or I take your arm away. :S

Weavile-" You can try, but it certainly won't help your physical condition or my trust in you, now will it?"
*He goes back to hammering out the deck of the ship.*

*Silver is sitting on the deck of the ship with a piece of paper in one paw and a pen in the other, he seems deep in thought writing down stuff, there is a small pile of crumpled up paper besides him, it seems that he has been writing most of the night.*

*All of the sudden, an incredibly loud scream echoes from the room Derek was in last night. He's just woken up to find that his head is still pounding in pain from where the Weavile hit him with those metal claws.*

*Silver's ears perk up as she turns around and looks down the stairs to the lower floors of the boat*
oh boy.....I hope that isn't a war cry.

*Chicken boy comes up to the top of the boat soon enough, holding a block of ice to his head. With a winced look on his face, he looks down at Silver.*
Derek-" What on earth happened to me last night? Did I fall off the boat and smack my head or something?"

*Silver points at Derek's face*
Well I don't think so, cause a fall wouldn't leave the impression of a claw mark punch on your face.
*He holds up a mirror so he can see*

*Derek bends down to look through the mirror and just frowns. Letting out a sigh, he puts a hand on Silver's paw and just pushes the mirror away so that he can look Silver in the eyes.*
Derek-" Any luck figuring up all the details of your little star? And you still haven't told me exactly WHY you want it."

I'm trying to make it so that I can communicate with Soul, that is the main reason of course. As for the details, I was thinking the nearest town which is treasure town where i sold that star dust is where we could start, cause that is one of the key ingredients I need.
*Silver looks back at the map that he was trying to draw along with all of the items that he needs*

*Derek puts his hands under Silver's jaw and pushes up so that he'll look Derek in the eyes.*
Derek-" Give up. There's no sense in working at all just for a stupid demon like that. Forget about him and let that demon burn in hell where he belongs."

*Silver swats Derek's hand away, as he looks up at him*
I'm not like you Derek, I won't just do that, I want to see if I can communicate with him, and I can't do that without the star, and I need help to get everything. Besides, you said that he belongs there, isn't that what many of the people who look at you pokeslayers say. But I don't think that most of you guys belong there, and I don't think Soul belongs there either.

Derek-" Fine, suit yourself. But don't come crying to me for help when he either snaps at you or drags you to hell so he can eat you for the rest of time."

*Silver's ears go back*
I willing to take that chance, I just hope it doesn't end that way.
*He looks back at the map*
the other 3 places after treasure town aren't that far, the last one is the farthest.