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 Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 6:24 am
Sunny kissed him back, smiling softly as she did so. Then, with a flourish, she was at arm's length from him and giggling. "We have an audience..." She whispered, waving her hand to indicate the glowing orbs that had only recently begun to take human shape in her eyes. Her face was so red that it seemed to glow as she nervously played with her hair. "I had a wonderful time, Admiral, but I've some business to attend to and sleep to be had. Good morrow to you" She said with an elegant bow. She kissed his cheek and then was off to her quarters, waving to the spectres that had gathered as she went.
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 7:39 am
"Maida." "Zia." "Pleasure," "To met you!"
Storm pinched the bridge of her nose, annoyed.
"You are mixing each other up, again."
Zia and Maida giggled.
"Silly willy," "We really are," "Each other!"
Storm didn't bother to try and correct her daughter again. They giggled again, turning to Aubry.
"You seem," "Down." "Oh so veryvery," "Depressed."
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 7:56 am
"You are each other, ay?" Jay asked. "That is most amusing."
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 9:32 am
"just because im not as antsy as you, does not mean that i am depressed..." she said in an agrivated tone. she felt srry for Storm having to deal with these girls 24/7.
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 9:39 am
Natasha walked over to the crypt, reading the inscriptions on the stone door, and making out nothing in the darkness except the large elaborate carving of the name 'Blackheart' and what appeared to be a handprint engraved with images of fire underneath.
"Well, cousin. This is the place."
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 2:10 pm
"Just a name?" Ranu said, looking at the crypt with suspicion. "She always used a picture of a Blackheart... Still, if this is a family crypt..." He suddenly broke off. Family? Could it be that this was where his father had been raised? He'd always overheard his father telling James the Carribean was in his blood. "Be careful."
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Keep Calm I am The Doctor
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 2:44 pm
Natasha took the dagger from her boot, making a deep cut in the palm of her hand.
She pressed her hand to the handprint on the door, which immediately began to glow as her blood came in contact with the stone.
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 4:24 pm
Kibo: O... kay...
He shrugs, turning to the spirits that had gathered on the deck. His softly smiling face faded away, and he began to bark orders at the men.
Kibo: What the hell are you doin? Go swab the bloody decks, before I make that adjective literal!
The men stood for a moment, as they thought about the meaning about what he said, then one by one, they ran to get mops as they realized what he was trying to say.
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 5:56 pm
Sunny came back out of her chambers in a simple empire silouetted gown that was a pale lilac, much like her eyes. Over it she had on a slighty darker shaded duster and on her feet were dainty slippers. Her hair was up in loose curls pinned back with silver clips but she was otherwise unadorned. She looked as if dressed for tea time, but really she had chosen the ensemble for comfort and the fact that it reflected her current mood of contemplation. In one hand she held a candle holder with a lit candle flickering about and tucked under her other arm was a worn book.
She quickly and quietly wandered accross the deck and found a spot near the bow where some barrels and chests hand been stacked just the right way to serve as a makeshift hideaway. After checking to make sure none of the containers housed anything flammable she settled in and read by candlelight.
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 6:07 pm
Aubry was starting to get bored.
"i wonder where the two lovebirds are?" she asked to nobody in particular.
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 6:33 pm
"Oh, you mean Sunny and Kibo?" Jay answered, "Haven't seen them for a while."
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 6:45 pm
Kibo walks calmly into his quarters, through the wood. He walks, a bit more anxiously, to the wall of the massive room, painted light blue so it would like the sky from far off. As soon as he reaches the wall, he screams in frustration, and punches it.
Kibo: Dammit! I'm bloody doing it again! Falling head over ******** heels for a girl I barely even know, and for what?! To be broken again, no doubt. I wonder for shat this time? From pity, like Mary Catherine, or just for fun, like Storm?
He had his head in his hands, sitting against the wall.
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 6:51 pm
"Ansty? You think I am antsy?"
THis idea semed to give Storm no end of amusment. Zia and Mada giggled.
"Well," "You are kind," "Of ansty, mother."
"Am not!"
"Are," "So!"
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 6:57 pm
Sunny looked up from her book over at her candle. It was flickering wildly and the air felt uneasy for some reason. She got up and dusted herself off before fetching her light and blowing out the flame. She walked back down into the halls of the lower deck and looked for someone to ask for directions. "I wonder if there's a library..." She murmered softly as she looked at her finished tome ruefully. It was always bittersweet to reach the end of a good book.
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2007 7:12 pm
As Kibo sulks against the wall, Farind appears besides him.
Farind: Maybe this one's different. Maybe she actually loves you.
Kibo: Just like Mary Catherine...
Farind: No, not like her. Her parents would have disowned her if they had known she married a pirate. That's the only reason she left. This girl's parents are encouraging her to do so. They're two completely different people.
Kibo: But I can't even tell her I love her without sounding like another of those guys who jump into things without thinking.
Farind: Just give it some time, my boy. It'll all work out in the end.
Kibo: Easy for you to say. What kind of girl falls in love with a guy who plays around with dead people all day?
Farind: Someone with good taste.
Kibo: Whatever....
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