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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 10:38 am
Kibo: kay.
The spirits disappear, and Kibo reshethes one blade, but keeps the other out.
Kibo: Just in case.
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 10:42 am
She sits down. "It only hurts like that when there's an unknown danger or someone's set on revenge. If it's the second one I have an idea of who it may be."
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Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 4:37 pm
Kibo: Care to elaborate, or would you rather not say?
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 12:02 pm
"An elder brother of mine who recently found out what I've become. He believes that if he either kills me or takes me back to Port Royal that he will re-gain the family honour. Unfortunately for him, I'm a better fighter." She smiles.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 11:55 pm
A tingling along her scar causes her to remove a dagger concealed in her boot. "This is getting rather annoying. When you have a stalker it's not supposed to be your own brother." She stands and turns sharply, throwing the dagger at some bushes and long grass nearby. There's a cry of pain and a man stumbles out of the bushes, the dagger firmly embedded in his leg. "Harry, long time no see." She grins, unsheathing her sword and walking towards him.
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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 3:07 pm
Kibo: Wait. Stalking or not, he's still your blood.
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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 11:54 pm
"He's the one who wants to kill me. I just want to talk to him without him trying to." She reaches the man and kicks him in the leg with the dagger stuck in it causing him to fall over. She puts her foot on his chest, preventing him from getting up and points her sword to his throat to stop him trying. "Why are you so intent on killing me? And why would you rather take me back to Port Royal where I will surely face the gallows? And just out of interest, what rank are you now?"
Harry struggles under Natasha's foot but cannot get free. "You are a pirate. You are, however, my sister and therefore have the right to a fair trial. And I am now a Commadore, thank you for asking. Do you have all the answers you want, or are you going to keep me a little longer?"
Natasha smiles removing her foot from her brother's chest and resheathing her sword. She reaches to his leg, pulling out the dagger. He winces from the pain. "That's all my questions for now. Congratulations on the promotion." She walks back to Kibo grinning. "There's nothing like a family reunion."
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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 4:22 pm
Kibo smiles, and walks over to Harry, extending his hand.
Kibo: Well well. Admiral Kibo Botch, at your service.
He waits for Harry to shake his hand, before tightening his grip, pulling Harry towards him, and holding a knife to his throat.
Kibo: Stay away from her.
Kibo silently touches his ankle to his other leg. Immediately, several spirits fly out, and circle the two, and Kibo grins maniacally. The spirits float onto his forehead, changing into translucent horns, while the others turn black and spin around them faster. Kibo's voice becomes deep and raspy.
Kibo: Now leave, and ne'er return.
He turns, releasing Harry, and turns, the spirits still circling him furiously. He walks past Natasha, and flashes her a quick smile before spinning around, and holding his hand away from his body. The spirits fly into it, and Kibo's voice returns to normal.
Kibo: So, what say ye?
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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 11:49 pm
Harry backs away. Fearing his life. "She will eventually return to Port Royal, her guilt from betraying our parents will make sure of this." He runs back to his ship.
Natasha smiles. "Thanks. I'd probably have got so annoyed at him that I would have ended up killing him." She looks down "He's right though, I will eventually return to Port Royal. Not out of guilt, just to retrieve some possessions which were left when I escaped."
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Posted: Thu Feb 08, 2007 3:15 pm
Kibo: Like that? It's a nifty little trick I use to get rid of annoying people. That and the wings are usually enough to scare almost anyone away.
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Posted: Thu Feb 08, 2007 11:47 pm
"He was always annoying while we were growing up. He used to tie me up, pretending that I was a pirate. Rather ironic! He did this until I leart how to fight...due to being taught by a close friend of mine..." She stops...thinking. She looks at her clothes. "I wonder where I can get a posh looking dress. There's some people I need to visit in Port Royal." She grins "Some very important people."
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2007 6:35 pm
Kibo: Dunno. Maybe there's a shop here. But I'm not entirely sure...
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Posted: Sat Feb 10, 2007 5:05 am
"Damn. Any fabric? I could make my own."
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Posted: Sat Feb 10, 2007 8:27 am
Kibo: Hold on.
Kibo walks away, and around a corner. A "hey!" can be heard fron around the corner, followed by Kibo running back with a medium-sized roll of fabric under his arm.
Kibo: Run!
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Posted: Sat Feb 10, 2007 8:29 am
She laughs as Kibo passes her, she runs after him.
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