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Post by scaleblade on Mar 19, 2007 4:46:11 GMT -5
"Just you wait.. you will soon staked to the rock next to me.."
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Post by JagwarKnight on Mar 19, 2007 4:47:16 GMT -5
"I doubt that, unlike you, my loves gave me good reasons to leave them and not becasus they were 'clingy' " Demona said as she headed back to the ship.
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Post by scaleblade on Mar 19, 2007 4:59:14 GMT -5
The sea nymph watched her.. and the realization of how doomed she was overcame her. The creature, a watery mess of itself, delivered horrible, unearthly wails that began to carry upon the lashing winds of the locker.
When Demona boarded the Dutchman.. things were a huge mess. The main mast appeared almost torn in half, floorboards uprooted.. possibly what Maccus meant by 'Wheelback's at it again'.
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Post by JagwarKnight on Mar 25, 2007 17:17:43 GMT -5
"...Did He get into my drinks?" Demona said as she watched WheelBack... toss some of the crew around like a drunk Irish Brawler.
"So much for getting a tan."
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Post by scaleblade on Mar 26, 2007 9:58:20 GMT -5
Jimmylegs tossed around his two ball and chains at Wheelback's head, Maccus was tossed at Demona's feet.
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Post by JagwarKnight on Mar 26, 2007 10:00:42 GMT -5
Wheelback manged to grab the Balls and tossed Jimmlegs' balls back at him.
Demona, hoping this trick would work, Snuck up from behind and nerve pinched him... dropping the crewman like a rock.
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Post by scaleblade on Mar 26, 2007 10:08:46 GMT -5
Jones caught Wheelback's neck in his pincer before he hit the ground.
"You know.. I could honestly say I'm tired of dealing with this, Wheelback." He knew he was out of it.. but eh.
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Post by JagwarKnight on Mar 26, 2007 10:10:17 GMT -5
"Eh," Demona said, "He should stayed out of my rum."
"Though, this does make me wonder if this new body can handle it..."
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Post by scaleblade on Mar 26, 2007 10:20:04 GMT -5
"Bo'sun! Twenty Lashes!" Jones tossed Wheelback to the crew. "And some time in the brig t'think." Then he turned to Demona. "Watch if y'like my dear. I've personal things to attend to." He looked at her a moment more, before he hobbled back to his quarters.
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Post by JagwarKnight on Mar 26, 2007 10:23:06 GMT -5
Jones got his answer to that when Demona put on a pair of sunglasses, hopped off the ship to change to her gargoyle state and... started sun tanning.
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Post by scaleblade on May 19, 2007 2:28:12 GMT -5
Perhaps an hour passed before Palifico came for the tanning gargoyle.
"The cap'n wishes ye'presence."
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Post by JagwarKnight on May 19, 2007 7:37:42 GMT -5
"Hmmm?" Demona said as she pulled her glasses off. she took a moment to look at herself to see if she had gotten a little darker skined and just calmly went back to the ship.
"You called?" She said boredly, not out of disprespect for Jones but more of she was.... bored.
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Post by scaleblade on May 19, 2007 11:14:48 GMT -5
"Aye." He said while looking thmbing over his bookshelf. The entre captain's quarters has miraculously changed, it was completely tidied up. Jones' curios of all manners could actually be seen, instead of trapped under layers of junk and dust.
"I owe ye.." He grabbed a book off of the shelf. "For many things in our short career as partners." And presented it to her.
"The witch I carved it from called it the 'Grimorum Nautilum'."
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Post by JagwarKnight on May 19, 2007 23:08:40 GMT -5
Demona was stunned for once.
"I.. Thank you." she said finally, touched in a way about this gesture. Demona took a look around the room as she went further into it.
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Post by scaleblade on May 19, 2007 23:19:42 GMT -5
Jones seemed quite pleased at the reaction.
"Anything else you see on my shelves.. is yours to study. What's mine is yours.." He sniffed. "Within reason."
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