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 Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 7:38 pm
"For advice." Aiden replies.
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 7:40 pm
"And my advice is that you're an idiot. Especially since you're asking me for advice and don't expect to be called names."
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 7:41 pm
Aiden shrugs. "Help me with this decoration." he says.
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 9:05 am
Another beam of light, which definitely looks blue in tint to him, shoots past him, making him panic even more by taking a small chunk out of his shirt. Uriel can tell just by how dark the blue is that even if he were inclined to turn and fight the Blue, he wouldn't stand a chance.
So he keeps running. His only real hope at this point, is that usually Blues will stop using their powers once you get some normal people around. It was a slim hope though, seeing as he had got caught in the a** end of town, and there wasn't really anyone around.
He wasn't using his own powers, since he knows this isn't the only Blue around, and the last thing he needs is to attract another one. He slides around the corner into a small alley quickly, while looking back over his shoulder at the blue.
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 9:54 am
Orient is taking a much needed break from his band of bawdy buccaneers. They'd been at sea for months now and to step foot on land feels very nice, indeed. He's looking around in the market place for provisions, since the Lord knows that their drunken captain is still on the ship, hungover, and won't be getting off any time soon.
He gingerly picks up a cabbage and inspects it critically. A little on the overdue side, but if he made the cook throw it in a soup, no one would notice. The price is attrocious though. Instead of haggling with the shopkeep, he makes sure she's distracted, and slips the cabbage into his sac.
Oh to be a Pirate.
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 9:59 am
It turns out it wasn't an alley he'd swerved down, but a small offshoot of a market. Which works out well for him, because it means he's found what he was looking for: people!
Of course, he knew he'd succeeded in that before he ever got a chance to look around, because he fairly immediately ran into someone. He grabs the nearest limb of said person, and tries to get his eyes to be even cuter than normal, looking up at the man, "Please, you have to help me."
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 10:02 am
Orient looks at him strangely. What kind of person in their right mind would ask a pirate to help them? Perhaps though, this runt of a man isn't in his right mind. "Is that so?" he drawls, looking at the boy. "What's innit for me?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 10:07 am
"I can reward you. Please, there isn't much time." Uriel looks behind him, in time to see the Blue rounding the corner. He realized he wouldn't be able to use his powers anymore, and instead he drew his rapier. Uriel looks back to the man he's clinging to... The dark haired man is obviously a pirate, he notices now... But that was only a possible chance of death, instead of a certain death with the Blue, "Please?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 10:10 am
"What be you needing, lad?" Orient asks, tugging him away from the direction that he came from, through an alley. He can feel the boy's urgence, so he starts to run.
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 10:13 am
Uriel doesn't really know how to answer that. He's more than willing to run though. He points behind them to the man who's now running after them, wielding a rapier, "I just need away from him... away from here. This city isn't save for me anymore."
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 10:15 am
"If you have that reward you mentioned, I can take you anywhere in the seven seas." Orient replies over his shoulder. He changes paths again, to move toward the ship. He passes by most of his crew members on the way, yelling at them to get back on the ship.
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 10:18 am
He can understand why the pirate may doubt that he has a reward... considering his clothes are all raggedy (but that was the Blue's fault, they'd been nice that morning). He does have some jewelry on him, as most people who have a need to carry their wealth on them... but it probably didn't amount as much to someone who has a ship.
Luckily, Uriel is remarkably athletic, and has no trouble keeping up to the pirate as they run, "Good."
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 10:23 am
"There be anywhere ye need to go before we leave?" Orient asks, laying the seafarer's accent on thick. Everyone has secrets, ye know.
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 10:25 am
Uriel shakes his head, "I don't care about my stuff. it's too far away."
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 9:13 pm
Orient nods, still looking ahead. He brings the boy around a corner, "This way, laddie." he says. He knows that the crew is running behind him, and he knows that whoevers left over can be picked up that night. He'll see if he can reap more of a reward if he can get the boy's things, too.
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