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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 7:01 pm
"Run off crying to his mother?"
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 7:31 pm
Kibo: Probably about the same as what I did to him.
Kibo switches his blades, making his wings appear. He touches his boot to the backside of his knee, making several spirits appear, which form into the shapes of horns on his head. Two float into the wings, turning them pitch black. The rest turn black, and circle his rapidly. His voice turns deep and raspy.
Kibo: Waddya think? Quite the intimidation tactic, no?
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2007 12:05 am
She smiles, remembering Harry's reaction to seeing Kibo like this.
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2007 4:01 pm
"Ya, I'd I get something like that..." Bigfoot says, looking Kibo up and down.
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2007 4:04 pm
Storm laughed.
"You look like a very fierce pirate, my lord. The clothes could use some work though. And a necklace of ears, maybe. A bit of blood here and there."
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2007 11:43 pm
Natasha stands up and walks towards a wall. Swiftly she removes the key from beneath her bow and pushes it into the wall, unlocking her hatch. She removes the locket from around her neck and places it into the large dark space. She takes one last look at it before closing the hatch and replacing her key to beneath her bow.
She leans against the wall, brushing a tear from her eye.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 4:31 pm
"I argee with Storm here." Bigfoot says, "Maybe I could get some blood spot on me too."
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 5:31 pm
Kibo: Hold on a second.
He closes his wings over himself. Several moments later, he opens them again, revealing an entirely blood red shirt, pointed teeth, and a cahin around his neck, with three small skulls hanging from them.
Kibo: Like this?
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2007 8:00 pm
Storm grinned and tugged a glove off using her teeth.
"Very fierce, milord."
A dagger slid neatly into her gloved hand. She slid it cleanly across the palm and watched the blood well for a moment before walking over to Bigfoot and dribbled it on his chest and upper arm. She clenched her fist tight to slow the flow of blood.
"Better?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 2:25 am
Natasha smiles, hiding her sadness.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2007 5:03 pm
Kibo looks over, and sees Natasha's forced smile.
Kibo: Uh-oh...
He sits down beside her, and looks over, concerned.
Kibo: What's wrong?
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 4:29 am
"I'll be fine. I just feel as though I'm blocking out everyone who ever cared about me." She flops down onto the cold, hard ground. A lone tear runs slowly down her left cheek.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 3:22 pm
"Yes, like that one Kibo." Bigfoot says, "But now thanks to Storm I have what I wanted..."
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 7:16 pm
Kibo wipes her tear off, and smiles.
Kibo: Don't worry about it. The storm always seems fiercest right before you find port.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 11:26 pm
Natasha smiles at Kibo. "Thanks. I'll try to remember that."
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