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Post by Jacky on Jun 23, 2006 11:42:20 GMT
I smirk, "I can hardly imagine you sitting behind the window of your white-fenced mansion, knitting socks, Ana." I tell her, because the thought of her growing old by leaving the pirate path is quite amusing to me.
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Post by Hannah on Jun 23, 2006 11:44:50 GMT
I look at him and narrow my eyes a little bit "then how *do* you imagine me when i am old?"
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Post by Jacky on Jun 23, 2006 11:47:34 GMT
I grin and spread my arms wide, keeping my balance flawlessly, "Being the fight of the Navy still, of course!" I tell her, "Sailin' the seven seas with me untill we're both a century old, and then disappearing like all good legends do." I wink at her.
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Post by Hannah on Jun 23, 2006 11:48:58 GMT
I smirk a little bit. Yeah right. As if he believes that himself. For a second I imagine jack with a walkingstick trying to climb into the mast. I chuckle "aha.."
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Post by Jacky on Jun 23, 2006 11:52:51 GMT
I give her a slight smile, though this time a hint of seriousness is in my eyes, "Luv.. there's only one thing in this world that I'd never turn me back on. And tha's me Black Pearl and the live that comes with 'r. I'll die a pirate, and naught else."
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Post by Hannah on Jun 23, 2006 11:55:06 GMT
Suddenly I realise he is right. I will not knitter socks for some kinda grandkiddies when I will be old. Most likely I wont even have grandkiddies and besides that.. I cant knitter. The only thing I can is fight and kill.. that is what this life made me and that is who I am.
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Post by Jacky on Jun 23, 2006 11:58:30 GMT
I give her another grin when I notice a look of understanding comes to her eyes, "A pirate's life fer us, luv. The second we went on the account, we may have given up on some things - family, stability, society... but we know what true freedom is. Try as you may, there's naught better to trade it for." (I LOVE conversations like this  ) |
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Post by Hannah on Jun 23, 2006 12:00:06 GMT
(me too ) I look at him for a while and nod then. Kinda stubbornly with a smirk on my face I say "I still want to go to the caribbean. not to stupid france" |
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Post by Jacky on Jun 23, 2006 12:04:06 GMT
"Point taken." I assure her with a grin, "We won't stick around long." I remind her, "Just long enough to feast on croissants and flirt with the ladies." I look at her and smirk, "Or, in your case, men." I add. "...At least I think so." I give her a cryptical look.
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Post by Hannah on Jun 23, 2006 12:10:08 GMT
I raise my eyebrow a little bit "I think *you* can answer that question yourself captain?" I ask with a small smirk.
"so.. you will.. need 2 hours to do that all maximum so we will sail off at midnight?"
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