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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 10:10 am
Kibo: Are you sure? You seem kinda out of it. And those markings are never a good sign.
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 10:42 am
"I'm fine...at least I know it happened that time...it's getting stronger though." Natasha found it hard to find the right words to say, as she watched the markings slowly fade.
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 11:51 am
Kibo: *shrugs* Alright, if you're sure you don't need any help. How about a rum, to calm your nerves?
He holds out a bottle.
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 12:16 pm
Natasha took the bottle from Kibo. A lone marking wound itself slowly around her finger unnoticed.
"I'm fine. Thanks for the rum."
She uncorked the bottle and took a long swig of the rum inside.
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 1:57 pm
Kibo notices the mark, but decides not to mention it. The last thing he wanted was to bring on another shaking fit.
Kibo: So, how 'bout a toast?
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 5:25 am
Natasha smiles,
"Of course."
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 3:20 pm
Bigs...or Sir Tiny, walks in and has a seat in a dark corner, "I'll take a glass of wine if it suits you."
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 4:37 pm
Tia Walks in after and sits on the opposite. "Same for me too, mate." She looks at him, "your an interesting fellow, tell me about yourself."
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 2:30 am
Bigs looked over at her and chuckled, "My stories to long, to sum it up, I was mis-treated as a child in which my father killed my mum, was a fool during my early adult hood which included giving away a great ship i once had, abandoning all my friends, as well as faking my own death, and now recently got lucky and came across a small fortune in which i put into my ship Mystik. I got a long way ahead of me and theres no going back. Now whats your story?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 1:18 pm
Kibo glances over at the newcomers, and chuckles at the familiar face.
Kibo: How about to all those who died and disappeared in order to make my fleet what it is, like that Sir Tiny fellow. He gave me some of the best ships in the fleet, behind the Godspeed, of course. In fact, everyone, raise your glasses!
He turns the the rest of the bar, and holds up his bottle.
Kibo: To Sir Tiny!
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 4:21 pm
"Aye to Sir Tiny!" he took a drink, "and whatever happened to Sir Tiny?" He asked knowing well that he was already found out by at least one person. "and how did you come to be in possesion of one of the greatest ships around, his Lightning?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 14, 2007 8:30 pm
Kibo grins mischievously.
Kibo: I took him out to a tavern, and he got so stinking drunk, he couldn't tell right from left. I slipped the key to the captain's quarters out of his back pocket while he was asking one of the pigs to dance.
He chuckles, waiting to see how Bigs would react to the faux tale.
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Posted: Thu Jun 14, 2007 11:19 pm
"Hmmm, I heard Tiny never got drunk, always knew when to quit. But you must be pretty clever than." Tiny gave Kibo an evil stare.
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Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2007 5:32 am
Natasha listened intently to the conversation, downing what was left in her rum bottle.
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Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2007 1:07 pm
Kibo: Well, you obviously know more about Sir Tiny than you let on. Somebody must have a degree in Tiny-ology.
He returns Bigs' evil glare with a mocking smile.
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