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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2007 12:17 pm
Natasha's wailing stopped, but her crying increased. Her shoulders began to shake uncontrollably throughout the silent sobs as she buried her face in the front of Leo's shirt.
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2007 1:40 pm
Kibo gets up, walking over to her, and putting a reassuring arm around her shoulder, and speaking in a soft, soothing voice.
Kibo: It's okay, Natasha. You should be happy. How do you think he's feeling right now, watching the woman he loves cry over him? Would you want to see him crying so much, if your roles were reversed?
He snaps his fingers, and two spirits appear.
Kibo: Take this poor boy away. His cold body here isn't doing much to calm her down.
The spirits nod, picking up Leo's body by his arms and ankles, carrying him belowdecks.
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2007 2:36 pm
[I suppose the means you've see my new picture's then. sweatdrop But no, I don't belive our petite Gluttony would stood so low as canabillizsim.]
Zia and Maida hopped over and hugged Natasha as well, their faces unusually somber.
"Don't worry," "Pretty lady." "He's with the Grace now," "Skipping stone's with," "Whiskey Jack."
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2007 6:02 pm
((Huh? I'm talking about good ol' Gluttony, from FMA. Oh yeah, I forgot ya'll don't get anime in the UK))
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2007 12:05 am
Natasha looked at the crow girls and smiled weakly. Although tears still streamed down her face.
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2007 12:30 pm
Kibo pulls out a handkerchief, offering it to her.
Kibo: It'll all be okay, really. Trust me, I know a thing or two about death.
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Posted: Tue Oct 23, 2007 8:31 pm
Zia and Miada shook their index fingers threateningly at Natasha.
"Please stop crying." "Or we'll have to give sweets." "Sweets with magicks!" "Deadly magicks." "Magicks with spunk."
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Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2007 12:12 pm
Natasha dried her eyes on the handkerchief that Kibo had given her and smiled at the twins.
"Well, we wouldn't want that, now would we?"
She winked at them, no longer crying, but her eyes showed the full extent of her sadness.
"Well, what are we going to do with this ship?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2007 3:57 pm
Zia and Mida cocked their heads.
"Can the," "Ship fly?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2007 7:35 pm
Kibo: How about funeral pyre?
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Posted: Fri Oct 26, 2007 9:12 am
"She's far too pretty to burn...and at some point I would have fire-proofed her anyway."
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Posted: Fri Oct 26, 2007 9:41 pm
Kibo: Burning a man's ship with his body is one of the highest honors a man can have on my island.
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 7:28 pm
Zia and Miada were bouncing on the balls of their feet, looking as if they'd rather be flying.
"So it really," "Is your island?" "We thought," "The pretty lady," "Was lying."
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 7:33 pm
Kibo: It's not my island. Just the island I grew up on.
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2007 8:54 pm
The crow girls cocked their heads.
"Where was that?" "Was it an intersting place?" "Oh so interesting?" "Full of fun things?"
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