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 Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2005 11:28 pm
*goes to the stern of the ship and works on a broken cannon, while singing to herself.*
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2005 9:46 am
Sparrow streches slightly, having slept for nearly two days, and nods to him with a grin. "Aye...what, did ye think i'd keep it...now that I think of it....nevermind."
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2005 12:21 pm
*Stares at her for a moment, her last phrase having obviously gone straight over his head. So hr acknowledges what she said by giving a slight shrug.* sweatdrop
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 4:04 pm
*Packing the last of his necessities into a large black chest, he turns to Ilor.*
"I haven't reassigned the officers positions have I? Hmmm... this is true."
*Locking the chest, he places the key in his pocket and takes a seat at his desk.*
"Well, as far as Officers go, I'd like to see a change in responsibility. Over the past two years, I've seen officers passs on the responsibilitie side of their position and just play. As an officer, one must walk a fine line between Administrative a*****e and Piratical Playmate. As far as I see the rankings standing...
Ship's Master & Commander:~ Captain J. Kurisutofa
Temp. Captain:~ [YET TO BE DETERMINED]
First Officer:~ John-0935
Second Officer:~ Ilor
Bosun:~ Kubain
Quartermaster:~ Nameless One
Q-Master's Mate:~ Sparrow Depp
Gun-Crew Captain:~ Ares
Until I get back, these positions are final. Once I return, I shall overlook how things have gone and make a final adjustment. I hope these ranks are to your liking. If you have any problems, let me know.
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Admiral Lord Cochrane Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 6:09 pm
[[ *squel* Im the Q masters mate! *giggles* In my sick n' twisted mind, that sounds funny!]]
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 6:13 pm
*looks at the list*....i remember a long time ago when i had a slav--i mean Bosun's mate...
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 6:18 pm
Sparrow arks a brow at Kubain, then runs over to dance with him mirthfully. "Congradulations on being Bosun!" Sparrow prodded and poked him before settling down to swig on a flask.
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 6:19 pm
*he raises an eyebrow*
I've ALWAYS been the Bo'sun...why do you think i was in love with those longboats?
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 6:22 pm
Sparrow blinked then shrugged. "I don't know...I kinda thought you were trisexual....you'd try anything once!" Sparrow topled over in laughter, the rum had gotten the best of her.
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 6:35 pm
*notices the rum in her hand, then gets curious*
whose rum is that?
*he thinks of his missing bag of rum, then shifts his eyes around the ship, then back to the bottle*
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 6:36 pm
Sparrow looks at him inocently, then recorks and stuffs the bottle down her shirt. "Wha? What rum..Kubain, my dear, I think you've been in the sun just a wee bit to long."
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 6:40 pm
*he starts getting agitated by her drunken behavior*
stressed sweatdrop im gonna regret doing this...wait...
*he re-raises his eyebrow*
Ten dollars says i can get that rum back without even touching you...
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 7:03 pm
Sparrow narrows her eyes at him, then arks a brow. "Is that a bet? hmm... If you can get it back, without anything touching me, then i'll give you 10$, but if you can't, you owe me5 and another bottle of rum."
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 7:21 pm
*he smirks*
okay...get out you wallet...
*Kubain transforms into a shadow, then, in one swift move, a snake-shaped form flies out of it and absorbs into her shirt. The bottle then gets sucked into it, and reappears in kubain's hand*
okay...done
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 7:25 pm
Sparrow shakes her head before getting up and swaggering over to him. "Cheater, and something touched me, so you lose. And you went in my shirt!" Sparrow gives him a death glare, than raises a hand to slap him.
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