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 Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 8:01 pm
Allen: It'll take more than that to get me to switch sides so readily.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 8:52 pm
"Hey, it was just an offer."
Storm shrugged.
"Who needs a shadow walker when you have magical cornbread and apples? Speaking of which, would you like some?"
She proffered him a muffin shapped piece of bread froma silver platter that had suddenly apperead along with Maida infront of them.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2007 9:41 pm
Allen: No thank you. I'm full.
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Posted: Sun Jul 15, 2007 6:04 pm
*Two crewmen burst through the door acompanied by Zuan who shot Allen in the chest.*
Zuan: "Time to go ms. Storm."
*Zuan looked at the body of Allen and shot him again. Zuan looked at the table set with food.*
Zuan: "Beg your pardon, if I interrupted anything but the time to fite has come. Our ship is comeing up on the Santo Columbia"
(all battle related posts in the new thread to avoid confusion.)
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Posted: Sun Jul 15, 2007 6:11 pm
Allen sinks into the deck before either of the shots connect. He rises again, looking somewhat annoyed.
Allen: Is that any way to treat Storm's new crewmate?
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Posted: Sun Jul 15, 2007 9:25 pm
Storm's eye twitched. This was really starting to bug her. She pointed at Allen.
"You are not a crewman; you just said so yourself."
The acussing finger moved onto Zuan.
"You need to learn some manners and stop shooting my guests like they are training dummies. I am well aware of where we are in relation to the Santo Columbia, thank you very much. If you know what is good for your eternal soul and that thing you call a body, however, you will stop barging into my cabin. Is this clear, slave?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 5:48 am
*Zuan tucked the gun away.*
Zuan: "Very well, ma'am. I'll return above deck we are waiting on your orders."
*Zuan bows and exits.*
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 9:38 am
Allen: Hey, it stopped them from shooting at me, didn't it?
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 9:46 am
"No what stopped them from shooting you was your shadow magicks and my yelling at them."
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 9:50 am
Allen: Whatever. I don't feel like having an argument right now.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 2:58 pm
Zia and Maida popped up from litereally no where. Storm just groaned.
"Whyever not?" "It is ever so much fun." "Ever so much."
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 4:19 pm
Allen: What with the avoiding being shot, tripping up your "mother," and getting onto this... ship in the first place, I'm all fun-ed out.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 8:16 pm
"Nonsense!" "No one can be funed out!" "It is biologicaly impossible."
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 3:48 pm
Allen: So is manipulating shadows, but I don't see that stopping me.
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 6:42 pm
"Point." "In your favor."
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