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 Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 9:01 pm
Seeing as how "events beyond my control" have claimed my previous thread, I've decided to make a new Dagger thread, where she will finally be able to get back on the fight trail.
Commanders
Admiral: Kibo Botch
Commodore: Natasha Redfield
Captain: Natasha Redfield
Officers
First Mate: N/A
Second Mate: N/A
Deckmaster: N/A
Quartermaster: N/A
Other Jobs
Cook: N/A
Cannons/Oars: N/A (as many as needed)
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2007 5:05 pm
["Beyond your control" just isn't nice, Kibo. You could just pop him back in. Sure, Storm'll cuss him out and rant a little, but hey, it's your thread.]
Storm whistled an old, old song her wean mother used to sing when she would whip her, walking along the docks. She stopped and did a double take, seeing the newest ships name.
"I don't belive it."
She waltezed right on up the boarding plank, not bothering to check with the sentry on board ot see if it was alright and laughed, seeing the deck.
"That necromancer!"
[You just can't keep her out. emo ]
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2007 6:13 pm
((Hey, I'm just waiting for you two to stop your hanky-panky plus, and leave the boat. I'm sure Kibo showing up wouldn't have been nearly as bad as a fireball incinerating the entire boat while they were "conferring."))
Kibo: Well, well, well. Welcome to me humble second abode. Care for a tour? It's much better than that dump I gave to you.
He sneers playfully.
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2007 6:42 pm
[Leave the boat? Can't do that, Mister Kibo. We're stuck in "the middle of the big, blue wet-thing." Gotta love the muppets. ^.^]
Storm bowed, the show of courtisy.
"I am sure it is. I'd be honored. Please. Lead the way."
She guestured forward.
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2007 7:28 pm
((You mean the whale-road?))
Kibo leads her belowdecks, revealing an interior impossibly large for even a large ship. Separate rooms for each of the crewmen, graced with individual single-pieced beds growing out of the deck itself, rather than a series of cramped bunks. He then shows her the wine locker, filled to the brim with rum, wine, mead, Dragon and other ales, and vodka. Then, he leads her to the brig. Rather than bars, solid wooden doors guarded the cells. He strikes one with a sword, and the blade is wrenched from his hand, flying through the air, and sticking in the opposite wall. He chuckles, then leads her to a surprise: an inner-ship mead hall. It was obvious magic was at work with the spacing of the ship; it's interior was the size of a mansion, with rooms matching the extravagance of one. He concludes his tour by bringing her back abovedecks, and opening the door to the captain's quarters, revealing a solid wooden wall directly behind the door.
Kibo: Only accessible to a Trabamancer.
He chuckles, closing the door again.
Kibo: Well, that concludes the tour. I trust your climbing abilities, so if you want to see the crow's nest, be my guest.
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2007 7:37 pm
[The very same.]
Storm had been quiet the entier time, only adding in the apporiate "ooo"'s, and "ahh"'s were they had been called for. She eyed the crow's nest, then shook her head.
"I'll pass, but thank you. Shame that you only know two people that could captain this pile of wood."
She'd winked, saying this and trusted that the very movement would go over Kibo's head, much less the meaning.
"Who taught you to work innerdemisions?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2007 7:40 pm
Kibo: Actually, I just took a bit of the enchantment off my blades, and reworked it a little. This was the result.
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2007 7:45 pm
Storm raised an eyebrow.
"Really? Odd."
She bowed.
"My compliments to the chef."
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2007 7:47 pm
Kibo: Oh, the chef isn't in right now. The basic plan for this was Natasha's. I just added the enchantments and the looky-goods.
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Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2007 7:55 pm
Storm's lips twitched ever so slightly.
"Of course, Botch. My mistake. I should have recongize the art work."
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2007 11:19 am
Natasha laughed, fading into view.
"He made it look pretty. Very nice Kibo, good to see you're embracing your feminine side."
She winked at him.
"Building ships is becoming a speciality of mine. Quite fun too."
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2007 3:26 pm
Storm bowed low to Natasha, seeing her as well.
"Congratilations to the new commadore, as well, Natasha. I am sure you will uphold all of Kibo's greatest standards."
She had a twinkle in her eye, like she was slightly laughing at all of them.
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2007 4:33 pm
Kibo: Well, she's the only one I see who isn't a turncoat, so that makes her the best person for the job. And Natasha, my feminine side is so ignored with all the blood and gore, I'd drown in a sea of my own testosterone if I didn't let it out every once in a while.
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2007 6:05 pm
"Ranu as well, then?"
Storm raised an eyebrow.
"Odd. I would've thought he would stay."
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2007 6:15 pm
Kibo: Ranu isn't one I see.
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