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 Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2007 7:09 am
"Yeah. Your crewmen seem to have run off. Which means that I'll have to be the one going on the island with you." The captain stated, extending his hand. "Name is Griff Morivan."
Now, it's unlikely, because Enki owned a gigantic arena, but he may have recognized the name from Leviathan, because he was a registered fighter for a while.
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2007 7:15 am
[ Just Another Face ] "Yeah. Your crewmen seem to have run off. Which means that I'll have to be the one going on the island with you." The captain stated, extending his hand. "Name is Griff Morivan."
Now, it's unlikely, because Enki owned a gigantic arena, but he may have recognized the name from Leviathan, because he was a registered fighter for a while.
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2007 7:19 am
Griff nodded. "No introduction needed. Now, let me get our beginning bearings and we can be off within the hour." He stated very clearly, stepping back to see that one of the men failed to properly fuel the engine, because there was still a big a** red light on the control panel.
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2007 7:28 am
"Sounds like a plan to me."
Enki looks around the boat a bit, half following Griff and half wandering around, seeing exactly how his ship works.
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2007 7:37 am
It was a small ship, not designed for a whole s**t load of people to be on board at the same time. Actually, a crew of four was probably the very best for that ship. It looked like a pretty fast little boat, and it looked like that was the plan, as far this particular trip. "So, Bossman. What exactly are we going to this little spit of land for?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2007 7:41 am
[ Just Another Face ] It was a small ship, not designed for a whole s**t load of people to be on board at the same time. Actually, a crew of four was probably the very best for that ship. It looked like a pretty fast little boat, and it looked like that was the plan, as far this particular trip. "So, Bossman. What exactly are we going to this little spit of land for?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 10:46 pm
.....Stretching his entire body to the point where his back was inverted and his arms had been forced to either side to an extreme, the waking figure of a certain Adam was coming alive to the whirring drive of his computer. Once more, it seemed that he had spent another late night at the keyboard of his bran-new Macintosh iMac. Evans Blue's "Cold" blaring through his headphones, his bleary eyes retraced what he had read and taken notes on only thirty minutes before, his entire night rushing back to him.
.....Carefully closing down all the unneeded tabs that he had already wrestled any and all useful information from, and leaving only those most necessary to his most recent cause open, he saved his Word document for the tenth time that night and, finding himself sufficiently rested for still a little while longer, noted that the outer, darkened world was beckoning him. Switching his state-of-the-art computer into 'Sleep' mode, he stood up, grabbed his jacket from the back of his chair, and made his way to his door.
.....With a last glance that hinted almost at a paranoid mentality, Adam flipped off the lights to his condominium and exited the building. Once out into the fresh air of the Marketplace, he began his aimless journey about the famed Isle de Gambino.
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 10:52 pm
Two, maybe three days had passed since Jack was picked up by the ship out in the Gambino sea. The crewmen had returned him to land. His tiredness had finally left him and he now was ready to start a new life once again, if that was possible.
At the current time he wore his new-ish clothes. Around his neck he wore a red scarf which trailed behind him. His hair was no longer white but black. Upon his chest he wore a plain leather top which just covered his chest, which was at the time opened revealing his pale abbed chest. And just like usuall below he wore black baggy jeans a black boots with metal soles and toe caps.
At the current time he was wandering the market place for no particular reson at all.
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 11:00 pm
.....His eyes roaming the area before him as he picked his way through the dark, Adam caught glimpse of another solitary figure. This other figure, who sported black hair, a leather top, and black jeans, seemed to have just gotten off one of the many tourist-geared Gambino boats. Seeing as the many was walking from the docks, and one such boat was making its way back out to sea, Adam had no reason to believe anything other that was he had already deduced.
.....For but a pair of seconds, his eyes locked on the figure, and then moved on. Feeling a bit cautious for the time of the night and the setting of his current adventure, Adam was not feeling like approaching this particular stranger, nor any others he may later come upon.
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 11:07 pm
Ahead of Jack was a lone boy, looked around fifteen, and was looking at Jack. Jacks single icy blue eye peered back at the boy, his left eye covered by an eyepatch at the time. As the neered eachother Jack opened his mouth to say something.
"It isn't a good time to be out and about. Somebody might get you."
Usually, this would sound ******** creepy, but it was the truth. There are many ******** up people who go around at night time, and there was no need for a young boy to get taken away for all saughts of things. Not at all.
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 6:40 am
.....Apparently, this black-clad man opposite Adam need a matching eyepatch for his right eye, for Adam was an athletically built young man of what would appear twenty years old. His hair was almost a luminescent white, dyed from its original state of red since as long as he could remember, and he wore an odd sort of arrangement of clothing. His chest was covered by a white sleeveless cotton-based shirt, the neck of which started high in the back and then angled downwards toward the front to end in a V-neck, sliding gracefully into the path of a zipper. However, over his right shoulder there lay a pauldron with the crest of a lion's head, and from it sprouted an extra bit of black cloth, seeming to be a high-class silk, which fell down to cover his entire arm. Both hands appeared to be covered by a metal-laced gauntlet each, both sporting the same crest that was welded into his pauldron.
.....Below this, a white pair of unusually baggy pants, paralleling completely the tightness of the shirt, hung from his waist. Again, the black silk made its appearance, wrapped this time about the waist and left to trial in two long tails into the night's lazy breeze. The cuffs of his pants were buckled into the white boots that adorned his feet.
.....His piercing blue eyes, matching that of the stranger and doubling it, darted over the Jack as he spoke. His right brow was quirked in an odd fashion, and look that showed his displeasure at this rather rude introduction took hold of his face. "Come again?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 9:42 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 6:20 am
.....[OoC]: "Yeah, I'm not sure Jayden exists anymore." xDD "I sorta' got tired of 'im."
.....[IC]: His neck craning back slightly in order to view the giant who had placed himself before Adam, Adam guessed the man was most likely in the upper portions of six feet tall. 'How odd.'
.....Though there may be some hidden reason, Jack should have no feeling of oddity around this Adam character. For all tenses and purposes, Adam was a normal human, much unlike the large majority of the Gaian population. "What do you wish with me?" Adam asked in a demanding tone, giving off an arrogant and bored style at once.
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 8:30 pm
{[Happens all the time. xD]}
"You..."
Jack said quietly as he looked down on the man before him.
"...You seem too normal to be normal."
A rather strange thing to say, but Jack does say many strange things ever since he was whacked over the head with a warhammer. But it was true what he said. The person before him seemed to normal to be normal. A majority of Gaians are usually supernatural in some way with powers, being a different race and many other things. But this person seemed to be just a human, which was somehow strange.
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 9:42 am
'Andi checked Grace into a fairly posh hotel and told the elf that she would be back in a while.
Grace was more than happy to check herself into the hotel's spa and soak away the grime from Barton.. as well as find the time to organise her thoughts on what had happened.
Verdandi stepped into the street and disappeared through another fold.
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