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 Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 8:04 pm
Kibo: Whew, that's good. What with all the blushing and all that, I was caught off guard. Usually, I'd have had a witty retort. Well, now that that's out of the way, sure, I'd love to. I'll have the cook make something special. Thank you again for joining my crew.
He takes her hand, kissing it politely, before leaving the room. When he closes the door, he chuckles again, letting his tattered sleeve fall over the rune markings on his right arm.
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 9:02 pm
Storm raised a brow.
"Well I am glad that someone has the guts to admit that for once the freaky little drow is right."
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Posted: Tue Oct 09, 2007 9:22 pm
Jay laughed at that. "I'm the one with the guts, eh?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2007 8:46 am
Ranu let a sigh, his eyes rolling up the the ceiling. "Why does Kibo always ignore people when they offer him ways to control all his powers? Do you think its because hes a eunuch?" The Vampyre directed this at the Drow, eyes glittering.
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Keep Calm I am The Doctor
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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2007 12:34 pm
Sunny admired her new quarters and let out a silent cheer. She was slowly on her way to her father's approval. Who could know that being a pirate could be so hard? Especially when her father made it look so easy. She looked over the beautiful furniture and smiled. "Dinner with a friend, huh?" She mused, pulling her lone garmet from her bag. A pale lavender dress slipped out. Her petticoats were bundled in the skirt and she was already wearing her corset. She set to work preparing for dinner, pulling her hair back into elegant ringlets that hung around her shoulders. The bodice of her gown was modest compared to the daring necklines that made the maids of Tortuga famous and the whole dress was simply designed with a white sash that draped around her skirt. "Mmm... Silver would look so much better than gold and I need some shoes..." She murmered. "Time for a little luck" She grinned, changing back into her usual outfit and heading into town.
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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2007 1:40 pm
[I can't see why everyone is so obsessed with corsets. Those things kill people! gonk ]
Storm gave a merry little laugh.
"Oh to be sure it is! They say eunuchs are not as strong as whole men and are twice as stubborn to admit it. Maybe this is his way to refusing weakness, by deining him the help he so obviously needs and craves for?"
She turned to Jay.
"Guts is...one way to put it, I suppose. Many would say mearly a fool, others a bloody genius."
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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2007 2:35 pm
((You'd better be glad Kibo isn't there, or he'd shoot Ranu in the head again for calling him a eunuch. xd ))
Kibo walks into his quarters, which by itself was twice the size of the entire belowdecks. The ceiling was almost out of sight. The doors opened to reveal what looked like a scene from an American Painter. It was a flat landscape, grass and all, with a large plantation house in the center. The house looked different from other Southern Colonial plantation houses, though. The entire structure appeared to be overgrown with vines, which would have granted a slightly depressing feel to it, had cows not been mooing merrily around it. Lighting the room was a large fireball, simulating the outdoor feeling of the sun, as Kibo had planned. It was quite as beautiful sight. And Kibo was the only one to see it. He looks up, where the artificial clouds floated lazily across the "sun," smiling warmly.
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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2007 3:11 pm
[He calls them as he sees 'em. Natasha taught him well.
-Assumes proverablly wisdom of steepled fingers-]
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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2007 3:17 pm
"I'd prefer Bloody Genius," Jay said, smiling almost pathetically.
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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2007 3:20 pm
Storm grinned.
"Most would and still fall pathetically short of that margin in truth. Let us pray for both our sakes that this is not one of those truths, shall we?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2007 5:11 pm
Sunny came back into town with a bag in hand. She smiled and hummed to herself, happy with her predictable luck. She made her way back to her quarters and slipped her gown back on, equipped herself with lovely silver baubles and a pair of fancy lavender shoes, and pinned her hair back in the same romantic riglets. "Dinner with a friend..." She repeated with a flirtatious yet coy smile in the mirror. "Here I go..." She whispered, sounding braver than she felt.
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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2007 5:32 pm
Kibo left his plantation-style house, dressed in brand-new, "hand-crafted" clothes. He used Trabamancy and Biomancy to get the silkworms to create the fabric, and spiders to spin it into clothes. The result was a light silken shirt, and an almost-shining pair of beige pants, unflawed in their weaving. He had even polished the Squllodecella. He had good a picking up on untruths. He knew she'd be dressing up, so he wouldn't insult her by doing any less. He exited his quarters, passing through the solid wall that was on the other side of the door, which kept his private haven truly private. He walked belowdecks, chuckling to himself. It was kind of hard to arrive fashionably late when you could walk to the quarters in a matter of seconds.
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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2007 5:38 pm
Sunny smiled politely at a ghostly orb that hovered nearby. She hadn't been waiting long for her date, err... friend. Still she busied herself with greeting everyone, dead or alive, that walked past.
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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2007 5:50 pm
Kibo knocks on the door, taking a deep breath.
Kibo: Here we go...
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Posted: Wed Oct 10, 2007 5:52 pm
Sunny slowly opened the door with a smile on her face. "Why hello!" She greeted warmly, opening the door fully so as not to appear secretive or rude. "I hope I'm not overdressed" She said sheepishly.
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