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Keep Calm I am The Doctor
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 Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 10:39 am
[This is a thread for who'd be alive still in 2008. If ya post IC here, your character would have to still be alive. It can be for any reason. Reincarnation/ elders [elves] / fountain of youth / whatever. ]
On the island of Tortuga, a small pub was open late. It was the year 2008 and the male who walked in looked as well dressed as any other of that year. On is head, however, was an aged tricorne hat that dated to atleast three hundred years before. Taking a seat at a table, Ranu Blackheart watched the door. He wondered if anyone was still alive from the old days.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 1:20 pm
a loud banging is heard as an old pirate walks into the bar, his left hand shaking and his cane clanking on the ground as he walks over to Ranu "good to see you, old friend" auron says, smiling as he pulls his tricorner hat up, slightly aged from his days "mind if I join you, Ranu?" he says, sitting down and sighing as he crosses his arms and coughs "didn't think you were still alive, old man" he says, pulling off a pair of glasses from his eyes
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 1:30 pm
Aubry walks from behind Auron. she, of course, hadn't aged a day, due to her father's side of the family.
"amazing... you guys are still alive..." she takes off her own hat, though not as tattered as the others. "i remember when i met you Ranu... you were disgustingly drunk and you could barely talk straight... and Auron... you were just annoying..." she laughed at the thought.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 3:38 pm
Storm strolled in, looking mildly preoccupied. The drow'd kept up with the current fashions with her fairly tight pair of black jeans, belt, tenis shoes that had seen better days, a crimson polo (to match her eyes) tucked into the jeans, and a beaten leather dustier to top it all off.
The dustier was half buttoned up, but still hung well enough that it not only covered the should holster perfectly, it also alllowed for a quick draw of the gun. The sleeves conviently hid the custom dagger and sheath jobs on her wrists.
The stunning white hair was cut to about shoulder length, and tied back into a simple pony tail. The cut was long enough to hid nearly any fire arm she'd ever need, and still be hable to hid the hilt of the might-as-well-be sword she still sometimes wore on occation, on her spine.
Storm stopped dead, seeing Ranu, Aubry and Auron not only sitting, but chatting amniably.
"What in the of Scotty are you all still doing alive?"
Star Trek had grabbbed hold of her long ago, and had yet to release the deep sunk claws.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 4:08 pm
"what did you say? was that from Star Trek or something?" Aubry raised an eyebrow. "and i would have thought that you had better things to do than stay in the area..."
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 5:22 pm
auron chuckles lightly as he sees storm walk in and hears her comment "the reason i'm still alive is because of that bet you lost back on the Phantasm" he says, chuckling even more and setting his hat down on the table "so, what have you been up to, people? myself personally i am retired three times over from the same type of work" he says, scratching his hair, now gray from age, then taking a pair of aviator wings out of his chest pocket "flying is a grand job" he says, pinning the wings on his chest, which was now hidden in a camo shirt and pilots coat, then stretching his legs, which were covered in a pair of camo pants and airman's boots
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Keep Calm I am The Doctor
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 6:24 pm
[So I take it people liked this idea? I've been kicking it around for a while.]
Ranu smiled thinly at Auron, "I'm still alive because I'm the best." His cockiness had clearly grown. "I still do what I've always done. Hire myself to the highest buyer." He nodded at Aubry charitably when she entered, then glanced up. Seeing Storm, Ranu raised an eyebrow, moving his hand right hand into the pocket of his long leather jacket. He brushed over a small pin that, should the vampyre have wished it, would have grown into the same Dagger the Drow had given him all those years ago.
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2008 9:27 am
Storm slid into a seat at the table, wincing slightly as the small gun in the inner-pants holster dug into her hip. She looked to Aubry.
"I do. My firm sent me down here, to meet someone."
Storm turned to Auron then.
"I could have sworn I felt you die a while back."
She smiled at Ranu.
"With an attitude like that, it's a wonder why no one's killed you yet."
People were starting to stare at the odd bunch of ex-pirates. Or rather, at the elf who hadn't bothered to glamour herlsef to look slightly more human. Storm gave a causual wave of her hand towards the table. The other patrons blinked before turning back to whatever they had been doing before.
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2008 12:44 pm
"ha! i did die, plane crashed about halfway through my second retirement" auron says, chuckling "but the morons inside me wouldn't let me stay dead" he says, smiling and looking at storm "and look at you, you haven't aged a day" he says, coughing a bit as his dentures fly out and land on the table "pardon me, that happens a lot" he says calmly, taking his dentures and putting them back in his mouth "lost my teeth in a fight 'bout fifty years back"
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2008 3:35 pm
(haha great idea Ranu!)
A dark figure entered the door of the small tavern. Dressed in a buisness suit with a dark overcoat. Michael (looking around the age of 60) walked past the familiar faces, and did a double take. He turned sharpily, opening a news paper to cover his face. He stood perfectly still, hoping they hadn't seen him.
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2008 3:46 pm
Storm, of course, had noticed Michael's entrance from her vantage point of her seat facing the door. She didn't, however make a mention of it was; Storm was in fact respecting Michael's call to privacy. Who said people didn't change?
She grimenced in a fair amount of discust at the flying dentures.
"I don't age. Forever the look of a 'hundred year old. Played hell with the airborn's records. But then, I was a guy as well."
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2008 4:13 pm
auron just chuckles even more, then noticed michael walk in "oi, stop hiding your face, bilge rat" auron says, calmly pointing his cane at michael and smiling "still trying to pay off that debt to old fish-face?" he chuckles even more and leans back in his chair with content
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2008 4:22 pm
"ah, i see that you haven't changed in being annoying by calling people stupid names..." Aubry laughed. "and have you noticed that both the girls haven't aged, but the every guy but one has aged? its quiet funny how that all worked out... does anyone know if Kibo and Sunny are still alive?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2008 4:27 pm
"ha! the admiral? like he would just croak without going out with a bang" auron says, smiling and finally registering aubry's words "hey, the only reason i allowed myself to age is to make my employers think i'm an old man" he says, leaning forward and rubbing his face with his left hand, returning it to the same age as the day he met storm, then sighing "ah, good to be young again"
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2008 4:27 pm
Michael folded the news paper. Leaning in towards Auron.
"Say it again, i've still got enough youth in me to kick your sorry arse."
He calmed down looking back at Aubry.
"How'd you manage to pull that off? I lost my boyish good looks 50 years back, after my 237th death."
He looked out the open door towards the sea.
"I haven't heard from Botch since the old days..."
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