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 Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 10:17 am
Amber tilted her head to the side.
"I don't drink anything.... if I do then I drink water. You needn't worry about me. A phoenix hardly ever needs food or drink."
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 10:30 am
Kibo: Alrighty. If you'll excuse me, then, there's a crate over there that looks pretty interesting.
He walks over to a crate filled with various spiked flails, and begins to rummage through them.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 10:39 am
Natasha's anger built up inside, flames burnt the inside of her throat as she kept her emotions hidden inside. Apart from the tiny flames burning inside her eyes, it was impossible to see her sudden change of mood.
Amber, of course, knew exactly how she was feeling. She did nothing however as she was the only person who knew the true strength of Natasha's power and what she could do if angry.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 1:14 pm
Kibo's left arm twitches. Although Kibo was completely oblivious to most emotions, Charon was not. The blood-red color of the arm begins to snake up Kibo's shoulder, a hair-width line reaching from just below his shirt line, up the back of his neck to the top of his head. Kibo hears a tiny voice inside his mind.
Charon: You're quite the oblivious one, aren't you? She's angry. Whatever you just did, she's livid.
Kibo turns around. Charon knows what Kibo's about to say before he says it, realizing how stupid it is, but not having enough time to stop Kibo from saying it.
Kibo: What's wrong?
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 2:05 am
Amber looks at Kibo.
"Leave her. It's just her other side. You've done nothing to make her angry...but she's likely to kill anything when like this."
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 11:40 am
Kibo: Leave her where? Surrounded by weapons? If she'll kill anything like this, as you said, why should we leave her where she has access to tools that do just that?
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 12:11 pm
Amber smiled.
"Sir, we're surrounded by mountains of gold....the armory is back through the small door. She'll be fine.....just leave her as she is."
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 12:20 pm
Kibo: But if she tries to leave, where is she gonna end up having to walk through? Unless there's another entrance I don't know about.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 12:30 pm
Amber smiled.
"This is a crossroads. There's tunnels which lead to Tortuga, Singapore, India and many more places. She could go anywhere if she wanted to...but I think she'd rather just stay here."
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 12:34 pm
Kibo: Sounds nifty. But I'd imagine it'd be a pretty long trip. I assume there's magic involved? Walking from Tortuga to India doesn't seem like a prosperous journey.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 12:38 pm
"Not a very long trip. There's a door not far down each tunnel....and yes, there's magic involved."
Amber looked at Natasha, who's body was becoming engulfed in black markings which intertwined and twisted around her limbs like snakes.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 12:48 pm
Kibo: Are you sure she'll be okay? She seems kind of... evil-y right now.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 12:52 pm
"I can hear from her thoughts that she is trying to calm herself down."
The black markings suddenly faded and Natasha was left gasping for air and coughing.
"I think she needs something to drink...the flames appear to have burned her throat slightly."
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 1:14 pm
Kibo: Well, rum's not the best thing for a burnt throat.
He touches the fourth marking on his arm, and holds his hand out. A ball of water appears, floating above Kibo's hand.
Kibo: Amber, can you shed a tear or two into here? That way it'll heal her throat as well as soothing it.
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 4:05 am
Amber smiles, grabbing the bottle.
"Certainly." A single tear drips from her eye into the bottle before she passes it to Natasha who drinks it eagerly.
"Sorry about that....but at least I've discovered something. I doubt I'll need many cannons to bring a ship down."
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