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 Posted: Mon Jul 31, 2006 11:22 pm
StormThrower Geminii~The Twins StormThrower Geminii~The Twins StormThrower *Snaped my fingers again and another bottle floated out to her.* "Care for another? And yes I do." "I'm sure I'll be here again. Could I rent a room?" She asked. She drank down the last of the rum, and smiled. "I think three's enough," She said to herself. "Yeah sure. You have what's left of your ship in port right now?" *Tosses her a key* "Your in room number three." "Ya, you can cheak her out later if you like. I'm off to bed." She waved and went into room 3 for the night. ((night people!))
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Posted: Mon Jul 31, 2006 11:23 pm
and storm im gonna get to bed alright ill start tomorrow *goes to room and soon after hitting the pillow falls asleep ((o.o.c. i got school tomorrow so ill be on l8r k ttfn))
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 1:02 am
*Nods to both and yawns.*
Sleep sounds good right now. I think I'll head up to bed too.
*stands up and strechs then heads up stairs to my room. Falls down on the bed and is almost instenly asleep.*
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 1:10 am
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 2:06 pm
Kibo: Aye, well then, I guess there's nothing else I can do here.
Kibo starts to write out a letter to the owner of the Split Skull. He then walks up to her room, and pulls out a knife, using it to pin his note to the door. It reads:
Dear owner of the Split Skull,
Hello. My name is Kibo. Please excuse my frankness. I want you to join my crew. You seem to very intelligent, clever, and that ability to make rum appear would be very handy. mrgreen Please get back to me as soon as possible. I will be at my boat, the Godspeed, at the port of Tortuga.
Your friend in Piracy,
Kibo Botch
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 2:34 pm
A fresh face walks into the tavern from off the streets. Dressed in fine dark clothing befitting of a pirate dandy, she pushes the hair from her eyes as she scans the room full of people. Nobody looks familiar. Tucking her pistol further into her waistbelt, sword at her hip, she finds an unoccupied spot towards the corner of the room and sits, speaking to nobody, but waiting.
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 4:00 pm
kibo_botch Kibo: Aye, well then, I guess there's nothing else I can do here. Kibo starts to write out a letter to the owner of the Split Skull. He then walks up to her room, and pulls out a knife, using it to pin his note to the door. It reads: Dear owner of the Split Skull, Hello. My name is Kibo. Please excuse my frankness. I want you to join my crew. You seem to very intelligent, clever, and that ability to make rum appear would be very handy. mrgreen Please get back to me as soon as possible. I will be at my boat, the Godspeed, at the port of Tortuga. Your friend in Piracy,
Kibo Botch
*Opens the door in the morming and qucikly reads the note. Twirls the dagger in one hand, walking down stairs and hoped up on the bar, thinking.*
"Well this one sounds like a capible pirate. I think I should look into this later."
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 4:01 pm
Antag0ni5tic A fresh face walks into the tavern from off the streets. Dressed in fine dark clothing befitting of a pirate dandy, she pushes the hair from her eyes as she scans the room full of people. Nobody looks familiar. Tucking her pistol further into her waistbelt, sword at her hip, she finds an unoccupied spot towards the corner of the room and sits, speaking to nobody, but waiting.
*Looks up at her from my seat on the bar and smiled slightly. Pushed the ever stubborn lock of silver hair back behind one black pointed ear.*
"Welcome to the Split Skull, Mi'lady. Would you like some rum?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 7:48 pm
StormThrower Antag0ni5tic A fresh face walks into the tavern from off the streets. Dressed in fine dark clothing befitting of a pirate dandy, she pushes the hair from her eyes as she scans the room full of people. Nobody looks familiar. Tucking her pistol further into her waistbelt, sword at her hip, she finds an unoccupied spot towards the corner of the room and sits, speaking to nobody, but waiting. *Looks up at her from my seat on the bar and smiled slightly. Pushed the ever stubborn lock of silver hair back behind one black pointed ear.* "Welcome to the Split Skull, Mi'lady. Would you like some rum?" "Why yes, thank you. I'd like that," she said, looking up to see the woman speaking to her. She nodded and gave a word of thanks, then leaned back in her chair. Her eyes took in her surroundings. She hadnt been in this particular tavern before, but so far it was a pleasant place to be.
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 8:13 pm
Antag0ni5tic StormThrower Antag0ni5tic A fresh face walks into the tavern from off the streets. Dressed in fine dark clothing befitting of a pirate dandy, she pushes the hair from her eyes as she scans the room full of people. Nobody looks familiar. Tucking her pistol further into her waistbelt, sword at her hip, she finds an unoccupied spot towards the corner of the room and sits, speaking to nobody, but waiting. *Looks up at her from my seat on the bar and smiled slightly. Pushed the ever stubborn lock of silver hair back behind one black pointed ear.* "Welcome to the Split Skull, Mi'lady. Would you like some rum?" "Why yes, thank you. I'd like that," she said, looking up to see the woman speaking to her. She nodded and gave a word of thanks, then leaned back in her chair. Her eyes took in her surroundings. She hadnt been in this particular tavern before, but so far it was a pleasant place to be. *Noded a snaped my fingers. A mug and a bottle of rum floated out to her.* "Anything else?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 8:29 pm
StormThrower Antag0ni5tic StormThrower Antag0ni5tic A fresh face walks into the tavern from off the streets. Dressed in fine dark clothing befitting of a pirate dandy, she pushes the hair from her eyes as she scans the room full of people. Nobody looks familiar. Tucking her pistol further into her waistbelt, sword at her hip, she finds an unoccupied spot towards the corner of the room and sits, speaking to nobody, but waiting. *Looks up at her from my seat on the bar and smiled slightly. Pushed the ever stubborn lock of silver hair back behind one black pointed ear.* "Welcome to the Split Skull, Mi'lady. Would you like some rum?" "Why yes, thank you. I'd like that," she said, looking up to see the woman speaking to her. She nodded and gave a word of thanks, then leaned back in her chair. Her eyes took in her surroundings. She hadnt been in this particular tavern before, but so far it was a pleasant place to be. *Noded a snaped my fingers. A mug and a bottle of rum floated out to her.* "Anything else?" "Yes, might you have any apples? I'm in need of a fresh snack," she said as the rum was brought to her. Truth be told, she was rather famished and the thought of any kind of food made her stomach growl angrily.
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 8:47 pm
Antag0ni5tic StormThrower Antag0ni5tic StormThrower Antag0ni5tic A fresh face walks into the tavern from off the streets. Dressed in fine dark clothing befitting of a pirate dandy, she pushes the hair from her eyes as she scans the room full of people. Nobody looks familiar. Tucking her pistol further into her waistbelt, sword at her hip, she finds an unoccupied spot towards the corner of the room and sits, speaking to nobody, but waiting. *Looks up at her from my seat on the bar and smiled slightly. Pushed the ever stubborn lock of silver hair back behind one black pointed ear.* "Welcome to the Split Skull, Mi'lady. Would you like some rum?" "Why yes, thank you. I'd like that," she said, looking up to see the woman speaking to her. She nodded and gave a word of thanks, then leaned back in her chair. Her eyes took in her surroundings. She hadnt been in this particular tavern before, but so far it was a pleasant place to be. *Noded a snaped my fingers. A mug and a bottle of rum floated out to her.* "Anything else?" "Yes, might you have any apples? I'm in need of a fresh snack," she said as the rum was brought to her. Truth be told, she was rather famished and the thought of any kind of food made her stomach growl angrily.
"Tis nothing Miss."
*Snaped my fingers again and an apple floated out to her.*
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 9:05 pm
StormThrower Antag0ni5tic StormThrower Antag0ni5tic StormThrower Antag0ni5tic A fresh face walks into the tavern from off the streets. Dressed in fine dark clothing befitting of a pirate dandy, she pushes the hair from her eyes as she scans the room full of people. Nobody looks familiar. Tucking her pistol further into her waistbelt, sword at her hip, she finds an unoccupied spot towards the corner of the room and sits, speaking to nobody, but waiting. *Looks up at her from my seat on the bar and smiled slightly. Pushed the ever stubborn lock of silver hair back behind one black pointed ear.* "Welcome to the Split Skull, Mi'lady. Would you like some rum?" "Why yes, thank you. I'd like that," she said, looking up to see the woman speaking to her. She nodded and gave a word of thanks, then leaned back in her chair. Her eyes took in her surroundings. She hadnt been in this particular tavern before, but so far it was a pleasant place to be. *Noded a snaped my fingers. A mug and a bottle of rum floated out to her.* "Anything else?" "Yes, might you have any apples? I'm in need of a fresh snack," she said as the rum was brought to her. Truth be told, she was rather famished and the thought of any kind of food made her stomach growl angrily. "Tis nothing Miss." *Snaped my fingers again and an apple floated out to her.* "Thank ye kindly, miss!" she said, flashing a grin. Taking the apple in hand, she rubbed it on her shoulder then took a dirk from her boot. Removing the peel in one big swirl, she took a great, big, bite out of the center. "Yes, s'wonderful..." Taking another bite, she poured the rum into the mug and set the bottle aside. After three or four sips, she put the mug down and continued to eat the apple, slicing it in pieces and popping them in her mouth.
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Posted: Tue Aug 01, 2006 11:55 pm
Antag0ni5tic StormThrower Antag0ni5tic StormThrower Antag0ni5tic "Why yes, thank you. I'd like that," she said, looking up to see the woman speaking to her. She nodded and gave a word of thanks, then leaned back in her chair. Her eyes took in her surroundings. She hadnt been in this particular tavern before, but so far it was a pleasant place to be. *Noded a snaped my fingers. A mug and a bottle of rum floated out to her.* "Anything else?" "Yes, might you have any apples? I'm in need of a fresh snack," she said as the rum was brought to her. Truth be told, she was rather famished and the thought of any kind of food made her stomach growl angrily. "Tis nothing Miss." *Snaped my fingers again and an apple floated out to her.* "Thank ye kindly, miss!" she said, flashing a grin. Taking the apple in hand, she rubbed it on her shoulder then took a dirk from her boot. Removing the peel in one big swirl, she took a great, big, bite out of the center. "Yes, s'wonderful..." Taking another bite, she poured the rum into the mug and set the bottle aside. After three or four sips, she put the mug down and continued to eat the apple, slicing it in pieces and popping them in her mouth.
*Noded and smiled abit, pulling my cowl back up and leaned against the wall, closeing my eyes and folding my arms over my chest with a sigh.*
So much has happened these last few days...And now this. WHo knows what will be next?
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