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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2007 5:10 pm
Jay giggled at Ranu's comment. "Sunny and Kibo, eh? What bizarre world have we entered?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2007 5:14 pm
((Ahoy mateys! Yeah.... Nope, I don't sound pirate-ish at all.... Salutations! How is everybody? Having a good night? No wild parties? Yeah... *Has had sugar* xd ))
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2007 6:19 pm
[Three and counting, thanks for asking. ^.^]
Storm smiled.
"I like to call it 'Earth.' But hey, that's just me."
She turned to Ranu.
"That would explain Daniel, somewhat...I wonder what whelp he got him on?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2007 7:05 pm
Kibo: Well, I don't know...
He smirks, squeezing her hand jokingly.
Kibo: What's your devilish plan?
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2007 7:06 pm
"Whatever world, it's CERTAINLY not Earth," Jay grinned and sipped her coconut milk. "In my book, that is." she added.
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2007 7:18 pm
Storm chuckled.
"Your book seems to be slightly askew, Jay."
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2007 9:05 pm
"And in some cases, so is yours," Jay shot back playfully.
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2007 11:59 pm
Natasha smiles. Taking a long swig from her bottle of rum, while staring at the wall.
Leo enters the bar, sneaking up behind her he puts his hand on her shoulder.
Within a fraction of a second the blade of Natasha's sword is at Leo's throat. She turns and looks at him.
"You knew." She says coldly. She sheathes her sword again, turning away from him and continuing to drink her rum.
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 7:02 am
Jay hears the sound of Natasha's sword being drawn, causing her ears to perk up. She rests her hand on the pommel of her own cutlass, her ears listening for a shout or something indicating that a fight has begun.
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 9:35 am
"Would you be up to some dancing at the nearby pub? A barmaid and a blaggart were just wed and the festivities are being held in the tavern. There's bound to be plenty of animated sorts to be entertained by and the barmaid's employer is sending out ale and rum free of charge to celebrate" She explained. She knew the barmaid in passing and was flattered to be invited to the party. She looked up at Kibo hopefully and squeezed his hands with anticipation. "Please?" She asked sweetly, wanting to enjoy a jaunt into town with good company.
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 2:09 pm
Storm grinned.
"My dear, my book isn't even on the table anymore."
She turned to Natasha and Leo.
"Knew what?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 2:10 pm
Aubry looks at Leo, not surprised at Natasha having her blade out...
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 4:37 pm
Kibo squeezes her hand back.
Kibo: You just want to show me off, don't you?
He chuckles, pulling her forward, and spinning her into him, with am arm around her stomach.
Kibo: Dancing, huh? Sounds like fun. When is it?
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 4:40 pm
"T-Tonight" She stuttered with a blush. "The barmaid is an aquaintance of mine and she invited me and suggested I bring a da-errr friend..." She explained with a minor slip.
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 4:49 pm
Kibo laughs, kissing her lightly.
Kibo: I'd be happy to be your date. Let me just get some... unshredded clothes.
He walks over to his quarters' doors, throwing them open to reveal the solid wooden wall directly behind them, he turns back towards Sunny, smiling warmly as he walked right through the wooden wall, and into his quarters. He quickly changes into his admiral-worthy clothes: Big hat, fine French shirt with a navy blue jacket, black pants, and Italian leather boots. The usual. He left the powdered wig on it's place; he didn't want to stand out too much. After he changes, he walks back out of his cottage, and walking right through the wood again.
Kibo: Well, waddya think? Too flashy?
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