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Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 5:52 pm
Daniel jumps up, landing perfectly on the deck, regardless of the fact it was two stories up.
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Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 8:20 pm
Storm's ears perk up, hearing some one land on the hard deck. She pulled her knees up to her chin and rested her head on them, face away from the sound.
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Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 8:26 pm
Daniel looks at the Drow, silently wishing Michael would give him an order to kill her. He didn't know why, but she made him uneasy, even thought he was sure she had never met the woman before.
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Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 8:39 pm
"It's rude to stare and not talk. Or would you rather tear and mock?"
Storm didn't move her head.
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Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 8:50 pm
Daniel spits at her feet in response.
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Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 8:56 pm
"Displeasure? What have I done to desver such a resonse?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 8:58 pm
Daniel: If I knew, you'd probably be dead right now.
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Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 9:03 pm
That made Storm smile, though Daniel saw it not.
"No doubt I would be. Down right shame too. I never even got to finish my box of oranges."
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Keep Calm I am The Doctor
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 11:48 am
Below deck, Ranu dropped to look at Michael. He said nothing, just calmly regarded the male, "You're British, aren't you?" He said after a few minutes, "I can tell. But when you was first introduced, you called yourself Don Miguel." He shrugged, "Any reason? I'm just curious, you see."
Dream was still eating.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 5:14 pm
Daniel: Oranges taste horrible. Apples are so much better.
He turns his back to her, standing at attention facing Michael.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 7:26 pm
[Magaical swordswomen really do have stumachs, don't they? ^.^]
Storm laughed and it was a merry little sound indeed.
"You only say that to be confrontational becuase for some odd reason I fail to see, you dislike me."
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 7:57 pm
*Michael laughed as the guard carried in a fresh roll of bandages.*
"Yes, I am British. However, my Aunt and Uncle brought me up in Spain. I kept the title after my little attack and since then..."
*With one swift motion Michael cuts through the bandages on the back of his head with a knife. They fall to teh floor revealing an unfamiliar face. The unknown man's face is still and lifless, the snake like eye seems out of place on the corpse's face.*
"...I've been a man of many faces."
*His voice seems to come from deep within his victim.*
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 8:06 pm
Daniel raises an eyebrow at the non-moving lips. Michael was certainly an odd one.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 8:08 pm
Storm turned to the new, deeper voice of Michael and stared, dispite herself. It wasn't everyday that she saw the face of a weight on a living man. She forced a laugh to cover her slight.
"You should become on the Faceless Men. I hear it pays better then pirating and you still get to kill."
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 7:26 am
*Michael had finished winding the bandages around the man's mouth, and was now hanging them over his lifless eye.*
"I shall think on it. Right now i sail neither for the money or the glory of piracy, only for vengence..."
*Michael picks up a glass of wine from the table and holds it in the air.*
"To Admeral Botch! May he soon hang from or mantle!"
(Sorry bout that Kibo, that's the villain talking. What's it like to RP as a character who is trying to kill you O.o)
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