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Keep Calm I am The Doctor
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2007 2:23 pm
Ranu's finger twitched, and beside the Zeus, the uncrewed Pearl set sail, following. "Why not. I could do with a sex on the beach." He licked his lips, and determinedly didn't look at Storm.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2007 2:46 pm
(Did they have drinks like that beack then? O.o I better recruite an RP bartender)
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Keep Calm I am The Doctor
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2007 3:52 pm
[Nope, but its Ranu's drink. Jaenelle told him futuristic stuff. Whats sucks is he can't get drunk. emo ]
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2007 4:42 pm
(Ooooooooh LOL!)
*Michael turned and began to ascend up the nearby stairwell.*
"If you would like to starve, then by all means stay here. If you would like something to eat, however, follow me."
*He spoke playfully, a sense of fun floated in his snake-like eye.*
(I got some pictures up in my character's bio.)
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2007 5:12 pm
Daniel lays back on his four-poster bed, thinking about everything that had recently happened. He went from a mediocre goldsmith's apprentice to a skilled and supernatural pirate in a matter of days. It was like the story his mother had told him, about his father. But one difference was clear. Daniel made his decision willingly.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2007 5:18 pm
* A knock came from the other side of the door and a guard's voice called into daniel.*
"Master Daniel, the Master requests your presence in the tmple on deck 6."
*Meanwhile... On deck seven, Michael lead the rest of the group onto a large dining hall. Towards the back of the room a large section of the floor was seperated by railing. The portion blocked off was large enough to cover an entire room. Michael lead the group to a large table, which two guards had fininshed setting with food an drink. Michael waved them away, taking a seat at the head of the table, closest to the railing.*
"Please, have a seat and Help yourselves."
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2007 5:51 pm
Daniel sits up, running his fingers through his matted jetblack hair. He stands, opening the door.
Daniel: By all means, lead the way.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2007 6:39 pm
*The guard bows and stands once again. He waits until Daniel is behind him, before leading him down to deck six. The entire deck seems to be empty, except for pillars with serpents carved in them. The guard pauses before two large doors. On each a snakes eye is carved, surrounded by many serpents. The doors creak open revealing some sort of temple. In the back the head of a faceless deity is carved into the wall. Snakes sprout from her head, like hair perturding from the wall. The room is dimily lit by a few torches, but empty.*
*On the seventh deck, a guard approaches Michael and whispers to his master.*
"I see... It is time to offer a demonstration."
*He raises his arm and the guard begins to pull on a crank and reel. The floor within the railed area begins to slide away...*
*Within the temple, light from the seven deck floods through. The railing creates a balcony, from which, Michael's guests can watch the demonstration. Michael approaches the rail and looks down at Daniel.*
"This will be a breif demonstration of the curse mark's power. It will be one of our key weapons against Kibo. You will give this fight all you've got and you will stop when I tell you. Ready? Turn and face your opponent!"
*The doors at the opposite end of the temple creak open but slam shut, sending dust through the air. Once the dust Clears, Michael is standing at the 'alter' of the temple before the facless diety.*
"This will also be my chance to show you how much I have improved. I will be your opponent."
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2007 6:45 pm
Daniel's ears perked up for a moment. That name seemed to be familiar. But he just couldn't remember from where. He shakes the feeling of deja vu off, walking calmly up towards Michael.
Daniel: Fine then. By all means, feel free to make the first move.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2007 6:49 pm
"Very well then."
*Michael extended his right arm. Two snakes emerged from beneith his cloak and rushed towards Daniel.*
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2007 7:42 pm
Daniel reaches out and grabs the snakes, one in each hand, and pulls them, dragging Michael towards him, and throwing a dagger towards his forehead. He still hadn't released his curse mark. He wanted to see just how long he'd be able to last without using it.
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Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2007 9:31 am
Ranu lounged against a wall. He didn't need food like that. What he required was a spirit. Perhaps one draped in sin. The thought made the males eyes glitter in the light, giving a cat like appearance to his face. These eyes lay on the fight.
Dream loaded a plate, far more than her figure would suggest she ate, eating swiftly.
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Keep Calm I am The Doctor
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Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2007 9:33 am
Jaenelle loaded a plate double the size of Dreams, who's own plate would be double the size of the crews. She ate swiftly. Hungry work, time travel.
Nightmare sat regally in a seat, with an empty space to his right. Taking a small plate of food, he ate slowly. His eyes lay on the entire crew around him.
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Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2007 11:51 am
*Michael chuckled.*
"Careful, you've left yourself open."
*A low hiss cam from beneith his cloak as two more snakes shot out from his other arm. The first, caught the dagger as the second rushed towards Daniel. The snakes left Michael's sleeve entirly as he laned on the deck. The two that daniel had caught, now wrapped themselves around his arms. the one that had caught the dagger slithered back to its master, while the final snake approached Daniel's neck.*
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Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2007 1:29 pm
Storm had turned her chair, to better watch the fight. The palte behind her was empty and clean, though she had a goblet of some silvered liquid in one slight, ebon hand. She had eyes only for the fight. Most partiulcarly, Daniel.
At one point, a server had appraoched her, taking the nerve to step into her line of sight. The man had died before her, writhing in pain and screaming his lungs out as a magical dart pumped acid into his stumach. Storm didn't so much as look away from the battle.
She seemed to be considereding something and kawed on a lower lip when not taking a sip from the goblet. Her eyes narrowed slightly then widdened with a sudden relization at what at had been bothereing her at Daniel before, keeping her from stepping back in Micahel's services.
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