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 Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 7:36 pm
[Sunset]
*The Unblinking stumbled backwards dropping his sword.*
Unblinking: "Ironic... T'was a sea snake that killed me the first time..."
*The Unblinking stumbled over to the rail of the ship and tilted his head down, gazing into the sea.*
Unblinking: "You're quite a fighter..."
*a twisted smile crossed his face.*
Unblinking:"... but are you a match for the Devil?"
*The Unblinking collapsed and fell into the chaotic sea. Directly before the site of his crash the Santo Columbia emerged from the mist. The Lighting sent its menacing shadow over Francis. *
[Phantasm]
*Rog slammed his axe into the deck causing it to spinter. one large shard was snet flying into the neck of a Concorde crewman.*
Rog: "Pertty Lady make big wind, plays funny tricks too."
*Rog's thunderous footsteps shook the deck as he charged forward, a swing of his axe sent crewmen from both ships flying into the sea. Rog Swumg his Axe towards Natasha, but a cannon shot from the Santo Columbia knocked the giant off his feet and ontop of Scar.*
(Just to Clarify the Santo Columbia is now sort of in the middle of the battle with the Master and Sunset before it and the Phantasm towards its stern, the rest of Michael and Sir Tiny's fleet seems to be further off of the coast, and the Death wind is sailing in circles around the Phantasm... is that right?)
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 7:59 pm
Francis looks on fearlessly. Something had changed in that battle. He had fought, and defeated, an opponent that would have easily outmatched him, had his brother remained alive, regardless of whether that enemy was immortal or not. He chuckles, snapping his fingers, and every shadow within a 20 foot radius of him disappears.
Francis: I hate shadows.
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 9:10 am
"You wound me, mister Kibo if you do not think that I could top that."
Turning, Storm aimed her knife at the back of Kibo's waist, serveing his belt. She wrapped her arm around his waist at an angle so that her arm crossed his torso. Her fingers hooked into the waist band of his pants, holding them up. She held her knife up to the artery just behind his ear, letting the point leave an indention in his skin.
"Now I have no fear that you won't find yourself in a similar postion in a few moments perhaps, but why spoil my fun?"
Storm rested her cheek against Kibo's.
"Why be such a spoil sport, love?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 10:48 am
Scar pushed Rog off himself and stood up, his axe deeply embedded in the giant's chest.
Natasha cracks her knuckles threateningly while staring at the remaining Concorde crewmembers.
"Anything else? Or will you soon be leaving my ship to avoid any more casualties on your side. I'd be happy to kill you all one by one but I really have more important things to do."
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 12:25 pm
[Phantasm]
*One of the Concorde crewmen steps forward.*
Crewman: "We will leave your ship... but we'll be taking you all with us!"
*The Crewman un straps his vest revealing that it is lined with explosives, the rest of the crew reveals the same.*
Crewman: "Boom!"
*The Crew Detonates blowing a hole in the hull sending half of the ships cannons into the sea.*
[Sunset]
*El Fantasma Kicks his opponent to the ground and spins around to see his first mate fall into the sea.*
El Fantasm: "Crew! Avenge our fallen commrade!"
*Several crewmen glide towards Francis The Santo Columbia drifts past the battling ships.*
[Santo Columbia]
*Michael watches the two battle a little longer while the last of the life boats is tied to the rail. Michael turns to the crew that has formed on Deck. Two High ranked Crewmen step forward.*
Michael: "Ah, Carmine and Samuel. It is good to see the two of you again."
Carmine: "It is good to be back on the Santo Columbia sir."
Samuel: "What shall we do, sir?"
Michael: "I am short on crew at the moment, and our ship is unchallenged. Samuel, I need you to lead both groups below deck and prepare for the invasion."
Samuel: "Aye, sir!"
Carmine: "And what shall i do, sir?"
Michael: "I will need you and an elite group of your men to serve as my personal guard."
Carmine: "Yessir!"
*Samuel leads the rest of the crew below deck while carmine and 5 other crewmen are fitted in black uniforms and masks.*
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 2:54 pm
Kibo chuckles, as a tiny line of red traces up his neck, and onto the point where Storm had placed her knife, protecting the artery, and the surrounding skin, from being severed.
Kibo: You'd best be careful with your words. Calling someone "love" in a situation like this is quite different than in a bar. Unless you mean it, that is.
He turns his head, kissing Storm's cheek gently. He slides his hand onto hers, jerking it free from his waistband, and twirling her, almost like in a dance. He spins her back against him, their positions almost exactly reversed. Kibo held Storm's knife hand, dagger and all, up to the same spot Storm had just been holding the knife on himself, laughing softly
Kibo: Did I ruin your fun? I'm sorry if I did.
[Sunset]
Francis holds up his hand, and an amazingly bright light, enough to instantly blind anyone who looked even remotely near it, bursts forth from his palm. He disappears into the light, jumping behind each of the men who was just charging at him, slitting their throats with his blades.
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Keep Calm I am The Doctor
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 2:58 pm
Kibo's ship Dagger
About a day out
The Dagger was, as the poster just said, still around a day out. That said, it is rather obvious that it wouldn't be seen, even with a telescope, and that if it -were- Magic would be weakened so badly by the forced distance, it was safe.
All it had to watch out for was any NPC ships, and the aliens.
ninja
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 3:17 pm
[Alien's, Ranu?]
Storm almost giggled.
"Mister Kibo, have I never told you to never touch my weapons?"
She pulled a dagger from a wrist sheath and used it to parry her knife away. Turning, she ran the blade of her dagger down past the knife's and into Kibo's hand.
"And if I were to mean it? What then? Would you collapse to your knees and delcare your everlasting love to me? I think not."
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 3:33 pm
((Now why is he looking for aliens? Oh, and hurry up. I want the Dagger to hold off the Santo Columbia until Storm and I finish or battle))
Kibo barely even notices the knife wound. He grabs Storm's arms, pulling her close again.
Kibo: If you meant it, then I'd be able to cross this small gap between our lips with no regrets.
He chuckles, pushing her away again, and standing in a defensive stance. He wasn't sure how many more knives Storm had, but he was fairly sure there were plenty to throw, chuck, and leave in their wounds, and still have enough to open a small shop.
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 7:15 pm
(Alright i slow down the Santo Columbia's approach until the Dagger catches up with it.)
*Two of the Masked guards took to the helm while Michael, Carmine, and three other masked Guards walked to the back rail. Michael looked out over the water and lifter the eye patch over his left eye. A black and red glass eye whirred in place scanning the Horizon. The Eye stopped in place and zoomed in on the Dagger.*
Michael (Fitting the eye patch back into place): "It seems that L'Espadon could not hold off the Dagger long enough. I don't have any other ships to spare..."
Guard: "What about the book, sir?"
Michael: "I am afraid that option is closed, the ships that are currently battling are the original signers of the book and I am forbidden to summon any more ships while they are present."
*The Guard gave Michael a confused look.*
Michael: "It is more to protect my opponents than to limit my power.*
[Sunset]
*the three Phantoms fell to teh ground and rose immediatly.*
Three crewmen:"We live so long as our hearts remain"
*The three phantoms opened their chest cavities to reveal a still beating heart, each glowing. Before Francis could move the ghosts mold themselves together to Form a Giant, skeletal Chimera.*
(I am not sure what you have planned for Francis, there really isnt anything more to do than for Sir Tiny's captain to kill El Fantasma, but if you do have something planned then you can just kill this thing in your next post =D )
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 7:35 pm
((Hmm... Well, I plan on having him mortally wounded, so he can have an out-of-body experience of sorts with his brother. But not until the battle is over.))
Francis holds out his hand, and the glows coming from the chimera's chest fades.
Francis: There. It'll be too easy if I know where to strike.
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2007 8:24 pm
Storm looked up, distracted as she heard Death Wind's cannons fireing again. She frowned.
"Oh bugger them and bugger magical travel."
She turned back to Kibo, disgruntled. For once, she spoke plainly and all her characteristic teasing was gone from her childish, sing-song voice.
"Mister Kibo, I highly doubt that you would want me that way. You appare to me as one who wish for a white picket fence, a nice homely girl and two-point-five children. Of course, all of this is set just off the nearby bay with your fleet at anchor.
I am not that woman. In Menzobrrazan, I have a reputation. I was, well still am I suppose, known as the Black Dandy. I had a different lover ever time, it seemed and nearly all are dead, of natural causes. For you see, a dagger sheathed in the back is a prefectly natural way to die.
And if the the impossible were to occure and I found a mortal I was willing to tolerate long enough to wake up next to for the next thirty years, at least, that someone would be blood."
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Posted: Wed Aug 15, 2007 6:36 am
(2.5 children LOL)
[Master]
*The Chimera jumps forward, landing its foot infront of Francis. Several ghostly hands emerge from the tangled flesh and grab at Francis, one catches him by the arm and turns it sharply to the side. While it holds Francis in placs another hand gropes the deck for a fallen sword or dagger.*
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Posted: Wed Aug 15, 2007 8:06 am
Natasha's hand grabs the rail of the ship, not showing the panic spreading through her body. Vines suddenly spread from the broken wood, patching the hole in the hull and retrieving the lost cannons.
"It would appear that we've finally got rid of the intruders....and we have a pretty little vine patch over a hole in the hull. Probably a bit stronger than some of those boards were anyway."
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Posted: Wed Aug 15, 2007 8:42 am
Kibo laughs as Storm describes what she thought would be his ideal woman.
Kibo: You can't be serious. Women like that are soo boring. They do everything you tell them, and never think on their own. I want someone who can challenge me mentally and physically. You've done a pretty good job of both. And as for deadly lovers, it wouldn't be the first time.
He turns and lifts his shirt, revealing the scar of a stab wound at the base of his spine.
Kibo: I never told you Mary Catherine was quite the swordswoman, did I? Left me with a little parting gift as she walked out the door. Thank god Farind was nearby, or else I wouldn't be standing here now.
He stabs his sword into the deck, holding his arms out at his sides.
Kibo: And how can you wake up to me when I rarely get any sleep anyway?
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