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 Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 12:12 pm
"well, i asked a question, and i would like to know the real answer..." she answered.
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 1:32 pm
Sunny pointed at a small bistro and beamed. "Look! I recognize the cafe set up! That's a French place... Tough look at all those French naval officers. Maybe we should try something else" she suggested with an obvious pout.
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 1:38 pm
Kibo laughs as if someone just told a hilarious joke.
Kibo: You're with me, love. You don't have to be afraid of anyone. Although, if you really want to be so peaceful...
He ducks around a corner, opening his pack. He reached his entire arm inside, despite the fact the sack was only about a foot deep, and soon pulled out clothes that would belong to an English nobleman.
Kibo: I'll change into these. But I'm not wearing a powdered wig.
He walks up to her, kissing her tenderly, quickly turning her around.
Kibo: No peeking, now.
He takes a few steps away and begins to change from his tattered garbs to the ornate clothing.
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 1:45 pm
Sunny politley kept her back to him, KNOWING she'd be caught if she peeked. She decided to at least chat with him as he changed. "Thank you" she said with clipped British tones, her slightly Asian influenced accent completely gone. "You know I am quite glad that you avoid wearing the wigs. I've heard rats and other creatures have been known to nest in them. Dreadful really... I mean how could one live with themself knowing they've made some poor animal's home their headpiece!?" she mused.
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 1:59 pm
Kibo: I keep my wig in an area that an animal couldn't survive in, so I don't have to worry about that.
After a bit, he finished changing, tossing his old clothes back into the pack, and pulling out a four-and-a-half foot cane from the sack.
Kibo: Alrighty, you can turn around now.
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 4:20 pm
Storm gave another shrug of her slight shoulders.
"Some people prefer pretty lies to banal truths; it never hurts to ask. But, to answer your question, I only care because I like you."
She gave a heart-throb smile.
"Why does it matter what I think, however?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 4:41 pm
Sunny turned around and took in his appearance. "Very dashing, Admiral" she said with a curtsie. She looped her arm in his and gave him a peck on the cheek as she played with his coat buttons.
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 5:51 pm
Kibo: You'll have to wait until we're back at the ship for that, love.
He pushes her hands away from his buttons teasingly, walking past the French officers without making eye contact.
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 6:13 pm
Sunny stood at his side, looking her part as the arm candy of a noble. She wanted to groan as several soldiers looked her way, their gazes falling short of her eyes to rest on other areas. She hugged herself a little closer to Kibo and was careful not to show her discomfort.
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 6:39 pm
Kibo turned his head lazily in the direction of the Frenchmen, piercing their lustful stares with red daggers that were his eyes.
Kibo: Would you like to continue staring, or do you enjoy your heads being attached to your shoulders?
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 7:14 pm
Sunny looked up at Kibo with silent gratitude, but placed a calming palm on his sword arm.
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 7:39 pm
Kibo sighs, piercing through the men's very souls with his glare.
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 8:14 pm
"Darling" Sunny admonished with her perfect English accent. Still, her lips were upturned in a small bemused smile.
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 8:27 pm
Kibo simply made the sign of the demon at the men, and turned, kissing Sunny chastely, and turning to find a seat.
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Posted: Sat Dec 29, 2007 6:21 pm
Sunny tried not to roll her eyes at his antics, instead blushing when he politely pulled her chair out for her and waited until she was seated before sitting as well. "Do you have any preferences?" she asked, wondering if Kibo had ever had escargot or foie gras.
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