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 Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 6:59 pm
Storm waved away Sunny's drink offer with a firvoulous hand guesture.
"Keep your drink, girl; I am quiet quenched, thank you very much."
She smiled.
"But I would love to hear your voice. Lead on, my friend."
Lies, even if meant for the right reasons are still lies...right?
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 7:17 pm
((Los, Ian, attack tony to defend Auron! *a Rathalos and Rathian jump out and tag-team Tony*))
PK: sure thing Auron!... *grabs auron's shoulder* TIME STOP! *all time except me and Auron freezes* I'll help!
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 7:20 pm
(*Slams fist on desk. DARN IT! I'm not even here to defend myself and already look at the damage done to this fleet! THEY ARE AGAINST MICHAEL. *clams down.* for now, just hear them out. My villains always make interesting offers.)
Marcel stands, looking out of teh glass window as one of his ships explodes, and a whirl wind carries off another. He touches the cover of a black book sitting on his desk, and Auron's wind dissapears, dark storm clouds gather in its absence. As for the exploding ship, no one seems to notice as it rises from the depths. In each of the approaching boats, a finely dressed gentleman stands in unison with Vincentt. Each reads from a written speach, except for Vincentt who has it memorized.
Vincentt (and all gentlemen) : "Attention, people and crew of Tortuga. Your Island has recently fallen under the un warrented attack of a known fugitive, Don Miguel. As victims of such an attack, the French Navy is willing to offer financial and economic support, in return for your cooperation..."
Several boats land on shore, and soldiers begin to carry off barrel after barrel of rum.
Vincentt (All): "At this time we ask for all injured to come forth, we shall later adress all who know anything about our criminal. We regret to inform you that your port is temorarily closed, to all arriving and all departing. We apologize for these troubles and humbly ask for your cooperation. Signed, and authorized by Lord Marcel."
When their speach is finished the gentlemen sit back in their boats as they return to their ships.
From above Sunny, someone is clapping. Leon sits upon a roof top.
Leon: "Pretty words, eh love? Such dreadful weather for two lovely young ladies to be walking about. Shall I escort you?"
Leon jumps from the roof top landing on his feet.
(See, they bring rum 3nodding )
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 7:26 pm
((RUM! Los, Ian, steal the rum!.... if you haven't noticed, I'm a monster hunter fan (rathalos + rathian as pets... I shoulda gone with a tigrex as well... or a fatalis.... whatever....)))
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 7:26 pm
[-Tony eats both pestering men- Muahahhahha! No one beats Tony!]
Storm regnizes one of Michael's men and smiled in return.
"Your company would be much...appricriated, ser. Give your master our kind regaurds as well, if and when you return."
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 7:35 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 7:38 pm
[Should I have mentioned that Tony's invincible?]
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 7:40 pm
(He doesn't work for Michael lol he's French)
Leon: "My master? And how would a pirate, such as yourself, know him?"
As he stands close to them, he grabs Sunny by the arm and pulls her in close. he draws a pistol and aims it at Storm.
Leon: "I know all about you, Storm. You may be near immortal, but i can guarentee..."
He points the gun to Sunny's head.
Leon: "...that she isn't. We're going to go for a bit of a stroll, love."
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 7:42 pm
((then I call forth FATALIS! He negates all immortality, since he is a demon god in physical form!))
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 7:44 pm
[DAMN FRENCHIES! I SWEAR, I'M GOING TO TAKE THAT COUNTRY OVER AGAIN! scream
EDIT: Um...perhaps I should specify a little better, since, you do not seem to be understanding: Tony is impossible to kill, for he is an ideal. Cannot be killing those.]
Storm looked between Sunny and Leon. She shrugged.
"I don't care. Kill her, if'n you want. It's not my wrath you'd be facing."
Storm looked at Sunny agian, considering.
"Well, not only, anyhow."
She smiled pleasently.
"So please by all means, spur your mortal clock to tick faster, and shoot the girl."
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 7:47 pm
((oh-ho, but that's where you wrong *fatalis eats Izzy* kill the person who's idea it is, and you kill the idea!))
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 7:48 pm
Leon: "And spoil such perfect flesh? I think I'll hold that off as a last resort."
He drops two small flash grenades from his cloak. As Storm is washed in the bright light, he pulls Sunny away running off with her down the ally.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2007 7:53 pm
[Idiot. You just created a martyr. rolleyes ]
Storm'd closed her eyes at the last moment, keeping herself from being blinded by the flashes. She strolled along, behind Leon's frantic pace, figuring she was in no hurry. And the fool was wearing cologne; she could smell him from a kilometer away. Storm sighed, remembing a rule her weapon's master had literally beaten into her, as a more youthful youth. She quoted it aloud then, as if to mock his spirit.
"'If your foe does not kill you outright, she seeks only to have to alone, to kill your, if you are lucky, much more painfully.' Damnit."
Storm quickened her pace slightly.
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Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2007 5:44 am
((jeez, i go to sleep for a bit and you people go nuts))
"thank you pk, all it needs is a few planks to cover the holes we blew in it, as well as a few cannons that were lost when she sank, other than that, she's perfect" auron says, teleporting to the fort and teleporting back, replacement cannons in hand "and i do believe i have found a name for her"
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Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2007 6:01 am
((I am SO mad at my hubby for making me miss this! He held me hostage and made me watch National Treasure with him.... *sob* WHY!?!?! Why can't I love both!?!?!))
For the time being Sunny had remained quiet and cooperative seeing as there were innocent bystanders near the bar. Once they were halfway in the alley, though, she chose to act. She deftly removed her arm from his grip and took several steps back. Somehow in her movements she had grabbed four of her throwing knives and held them at ready.
"Sir I am afraid I have plans this evening. You seem like an.... um.... Interesting man.... But I am involved, you see, and while that may not matter to you I hold it in high regard. So if you'll excuse me, I have no wish to use force and therefore I'll ask of you to allow me to take my leave" she said as she began to walk off. She knew it was a long shot to ask nicely, but sometimes one never could tell.
She heard him shuffle behind her and c**k the gun. She could practically feel the pistol aimed at her head. With a sigh and a quick movement she ducked down and flung her arm out, sending a knife ito the weapon he held and knocking it out of his hand. "That wasn't nice" she growled as she spread out the rest of her throwing knives like a fan to demonstrate she was serious.
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