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Post by JagwarKnight on May 19, 2007 23:29:03 GMT -5
"Of course." Demona said curtly as she wandered the room, looking around to see what else was diffrent besides the lack of dust.
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Post by scaleblade on May 19, 2007 23:49:56 GMT -5
His belongings were now rightly displayed.. The Sword of Cortez, Jack Sparrow's Hat, The remains of a Trident, a peculiar coin.. little bits of Jones' long life that seemed to go just as well without a story.
The captain took his usual favored spot before his organ. He had managed to dump most of the clutter into the sands of the locker... the unfinished loveletters and poems needed to be sent to their recipient, now roasting beneath the sun at his behest. But he could not bring himself to destroy the two identical crustaceal charms before him. These were precious things to the sentimental squid.. and as they were were worth quite more then the nymph at present.
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Post by JagwarKnight on May 21, 2007 22:06:29 GMT -5
"and why are you keeping thoes?" Demona asked off handed as she pointed to the charms.
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Post by scaleblade on May 21, 2007 22:16:35 GMT -5
"Unlike her.. these actually have a price on them.. I may as well keep them.. a reminder, perhaps."
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Post by JagwarKnight on May 21, 2007 22:19:23 GMT -5
"Ah." demona said as she manged to find a prech next to the Organ to sit on.
"So, know how to play anything else on this thing?"
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Post by scaleblade on May 21, 2007 22:25:24 GMT -5
He pushed the lockets aside with a tentacle.
"I think I know a little something.." He began to play.. as the Dutchman sank downwards into the sand.
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