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 Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 3:03 pm
Kibo: Yep. I... hold on a second.
Another spirit runs past, but this time followed by the barkeep from the bar it just robbed. Kibo clicks his tongue, and puts on a maniacal grin, unsheathing a single pitch black blade, and holding it to the barkeep's throat, making him fall back from fright.
Kibo: Waddya say, Natasha? Do you want this one, or should I just slit his throat right now?
The barkeep crawls backward, out of reach of Kibo's sword, jumps back to his feet, and runs the other direction. Kibo chuckles, resheathes his blade, and turns around, the look of madness completely gone, replaced by a light grin.
Kibo: That's what I like about the barkeeps in Tortuga. They don't know when a man's bluffing.
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 11:53 pm
she laughs as she watches the barkeep run away
"i doubt that he'll come anywhere near you again!"
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 4:18 pm
Kibo: Yeah. I should go into his bar the next time we make port here, and ask for a rum, just to see if he remembers me.
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 11:46 pm
she grins
"that sounds like fun!"
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Posted: Fri Jan 26, 2007 4:14 pm
Kibo: Yep. Well, now what? I guess we could cast off...
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 3:39 am
she puts her hands up to the bow in her hair and takes out what (at a glance) appears to be some kind of hairpin, upon closer inspection however it is recognisable as an odd-looking key.
"i need to get some things first" she says walking quickly towards a tree.
"when placed near anything large enough on land i can unlock whatever it is and take my possesions from it. it's extremely useful for hiding things and the key is probably my most valuble possesion."
she pushes the key into the trunk of the tree and turns it, part of the tree (about the size of a small window) opens as though it's hinged.
Natasha takes a bag from the tree and puts the long strap over her shoulder. she then closes the tree and removes her key from it. placing the key back under the bow in her hair she walks over to kibo.
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 10:57 am
Kibo: Nifty. I have this.
Kibo crosses his blades, and a spirit appears, in a ball-like form. The spirit floats in front of Kibo, and turns disc-like. The center of the disc recedes, revealing a hole. Kibo reaches inside, and turns, to show that his hand had not appeared on the other side.
Kibo: See? It's pretty efficient.
((Oh, and feel free to join in in the Godspeed thread at any time.))
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 11:02 am
"nice, where does it go? or is it like my key?"
((i would, but it's currently "out at sea"))
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 12:03 pm
Kibo: I'm not quite sure where it goes, but it has a lot of room.
((It doesn't really matter. It probably won't dock for a while, anyway.))
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 12:13 pm
absent-mindedly pokes her bag, feeling something soft inside she reaches in curiously. she pulls out a small dress with a large cut in the front and a large bloodstain surrounding the hole.
"i can't believe i still have this. it's the dress i was wearing when i escaped! i thought i'd lost it!"
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 5:59 pm
Kibo: Ouch. That looks painful.
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 11:38 pm
"i should've washed it! if it had been kept anywhere else it would smell terrible by now!"
she looks at the expensive materials on the dress and smiles.
"this shows just how posh and rich my family was" she grins
"if my parents were still alive i'd still be living a life of luxury...how boring!"
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 5:53 pm
Kibo pulls a large bag from the hole, and puts it on the ground. He opens it up, showing that it is full to the brim with gold coins.
Kibo: I could live in luxury too. I just choose not to. Here, take this. I have plenty.
He closes the bag, and rolls it with his foot to Natasha.
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Posted: Mon Jan 29, 2007 11:47 pm
She grins.
"Now where am I going to put that?!"
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Posted: Tue Jan 30, 2007 5:42 pm
Kibo: Well if you don't want it, I'll take it back.
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