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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 6:51 pm
Storm's eyes narrow, not likeing the tone of his laughter.
"Yes...what a pity that would be."
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2007 2:07 pm
Kibo snaps his fingers, and the air rushes from Storm's lungs. He laughs, almost giggling.
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2007 2:15 pm
Storm's face began's to darken from lack of air. She was stubbornly still holding that almost stupid grin.
"Why, Kibo, if I didn't know better, I'd say you are trying to, dare I say it? Kill me."
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2007 6:14 pm
Kibo: I'm not trying to kill you, you're just stupid. I took the air from your lungs, but there's still air around you. Inhale, silly.
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2007 7:30 pm
"Me, silly?"
Storm laughed.
"Necromancer, I am another bloody race; what is going on in that insane little mind of yours that says I need oxygen?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2007 7:47 pm
Kibo: Oxy what? I said air. I forced the air from your lungs, and you started turning colors, so wouldn't the fix to said problem be to take air back into your lungs? Which would be done by breathing.
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2007 3:06 pm
"Pish posh. How does a women who happenes to have black skin turn colours?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2007 1:54 pm
Kibo: Not a clue, but you've found a way.
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2007 8:37 pm
Storm shook her head.
"And it seems you have gone quite mad."
She called up to Natasha.
"Pray tell, love, and toss down a rope to save me from this mad man?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 11:16 am
A long vine swiftly dropped down from the deck to the longboat.
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 4:09 pm
The vine was cut before it even hit the ground. Kibo was waving his finger back and forth like a metronome.
Kibo: No no no, little Storm. You are to wait here until my guest arrives.
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 6:21 pm
Storm looked mournfully at Natasha's vine.
"A pity. It was such a nice vine too."
She turned back to Kibo, curiosity plain on her face.
"What guest?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 6:30 pm
Kibo: I got a note from an old friend and rival recently. He said he'd meet me on my ship, and we'd catch up. By which I mean have a good old fashioned battle.
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 6:36 pm
"And you trust me to fight at your side?"
That thought gave her no end to amsument.
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Posted: Mon Oct 22, 2007 6:51 pm
Kibo: You can fight him after I'm done. I've been waiting for this since before I ever met Farind.
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