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 Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 3:22 pm
kibo_botch Kibo throws his head back and lets out a hearty laugh. Kibo: The Flying Dutchman, you say? Well, that's handy. I was planning on giving old Davy a visit, anyway. However, I thought it'd be after this little ordeal. Kibo snaps his fingers, and the indian-chief/bird spirit flies from the crow's nest, and lands on Kibo's shoulder. Kibo: Can you find the Dutchman? The bird bobs his head in agreement, before flying off. Kibo: There. He'll be back with our heading within the hour.
Storm noded and left leaving a very satisfied looking Hantore behind her.
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 4:16 pm
Several minutes later, the bird returns, flying to the ground infront of Kibo, and changing into the spirit of the Indian Chief. The spirit steadily points West, before turning back into a bird, and flying out of sight.
Kibo: Heh heh. So she's West? Well, now we have a heading. Storm, do you want to come on the Godspeed, or would you rather take your new ship?
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 6:15 pm
Gwendolyn turned to Tia Dalma.
Tia Dalma it seems I have a need to find the Flying Durtchman.
Tia Dalma bowed her head, sat down and picked up the runes on the table. She whispered the incantation.
A torch of Destiny!
Gwendolyn glanced at the runes that gave the location of the ship. Then she snapped her fingers and disappeared....
Gwendolyn appeared right above the water in the middle of the ocean; a few large rocks breaking the surface. Gwendolyn had a second to react before she plunged into the ocean water.
Oh buggah...
Angel's wings sprouted from Gwendolyn's back and she hovered a few feet above the water.
Phew! That was close! I guess there's nothing else to do but wait.
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 6:20 pm
A few hours later, Kibo's ship finally comes to a stop over the open ocean.
Kibo: There. The Dutchman is close. I can feel the tortured souls.
Kibo looks up, and is temporarily blinded by the sun. He holds his hand up to his face, and notices the figure of a winged creature floating above the ship.
Kibo: No way... Is that who I think it is?
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Posted: Thu Sep 14, 2006 7:30 pm
kibo_botch Several minutes later, the bird returns, flying to the ground infront of Kibo, and changing into the spirit of the Indian Chief. The spirit steadily points West, before turning back into a bird, and flying out of sight. Kibo: Heh heh. So she's West? Well, now we have a heading. Storm, do you want to come on the Godspeed, or would you rather take your new ship?
"I'll stay on the Godspeed. The Lighting doens't have a large enough crew yet to take her into the open ocean."
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Posted: Thu Sep 14, 2006 7:58 pm
Kibo switches his blades, and his wings appear. He shots upwards, towards the form.
Kibo: Is that... Gwen?
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Posted: Fri Sep 15, 2006 2:08 pm
kibo_botch Kibo switches his blades, and his wings appear. He shots upwards, towards the form. Kibo: Is that... Gwen?
Storm grabed the wheel before they swerved off course and shouted up at him smiling.
"I do belive so."
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Posted: Fri Sep 15, 2006 7:15 pm
Kibo flies level to Gwen, and circles her, making sure it was who he thought it was. Satisfied, he flies closer, and extends his hand in midair, chuckling.
Kibo: Welcome back again, Gwen.
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Posted: Fri Sep 15, 2006 7:43 pm
Gwendolyn smiled as she looked up at the Captain.
Aye, Cap'n. Feels nice to be at sea again. Happen to have some rum about you? Haven't had one in ages, mate.
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Posted: Fri Sep 15, 2006 8:13 pm
Kibo chuckles.
Kibo: Now, do you really think there's any chance I'd say, "no, we're out?" Come on down. I'm sure the rest of the crew is dying to see you again.
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Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 11:56 pm
Jaxxon was reclined on a couple of barrels of the rum, her legs crossed with one foot moving about. She was amusing herself by singing a little, her head braced against her folded hands. Her gaze shifted about the current deck she was on, catching every detail. How long would it take for her to get to the Black Pearl?
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Posted: Mon Sep 18, 2006 2:58 pm
youngshorty Jaxxon was reclined on a couple of barrels of the rum, her legs crossed with one foot moving about. She was amusing herself by singing a little, her head braced against her folded hands. Her gaze shifted about the current deck she was on, catching every detail. How long would it take for her to get to the Black Pearl?
Hantore stomped over and set his feet wide apart, balled fists on his hips.
" 'Ere now! Whatcha think yer doing there!"
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Posted: Mon Sep 18, 2006 3:34 pm
Gwendolyn snapps her fingers and appears next to Jaxxon and Hantore. She looks about her eagerly.
So where does ye keep yer rum?? Make it snappy, i'm dying!
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Posted: Mon Sep 18, 2006 3:41 pm
"whoa!" She fell over from her perch, startled as she peered up at the two with a surprised look on her face. "Er what now? Rum?" She blinked a few times before she peered over her shoulder. She ignored the small pain in her butt from when she fell over and rose to her feet.
She glanced to Hantore. "I was simply admiring the ship and the way it was built. Is that so wrong?" She peeked to Gwen, having no idea who she was and almost pouted. "I doubt I'm the one in charge of the rum since I'm a whee bit new to this ship."
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Posted: Mon Sep 18, 2006 3:56 pm
youngshorty "whoa!" She fell over from her perch, startled as she peered up at the two with a surprised look on her face. "Er what now? Rum?" She blinked a few times before she peered over her shoulder. She ignored the small pain in her butt from when she fell over and rose to her feet.
She glanced to Hantore. "I was simply admiring the ship and the way it was built. Is that so wrong?" She peeked to Gwen, having no idea who she was and almost pouted. "I doubt I'm the one in charge of the rum since I'm a whee bit new to this ship."
Hantore snorted.
"Stowaway!"
He gerked a thumb towards Storm.
"Ask the Lassy about the Rum. She seems to always 'ave some on her."
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