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Post by Jacksblackpearl on May 24, 2007 7:12:27 GMT
It was starting to get dark out in a side-town of London. An officer of the Lord was carrying something in his arms. It looked liked a person covered in a clothe. Her long black hair hang down, as did her head.
Carmen kept her hand on her sword, as she pretended to be unconscious. It was part of their plan. The plan to enter Lord Wessex' house, rob him and most likely kill him. It had been a while since they had done this. And it was always tricky. Would it work or would it not? Would they get caught or not? Most of the times not, after all they were trained pirates. They knew what they did. Time had taught them
The officer knocked on the door "OPEN UP" He shouted as he looked at Carmen in his arms. He didnt know what else to do. She practically begged for help as she was sort of dying in his arms. He had no idea it was a trap. He had no idea that this was only an act. He had no idea what he brought upon his Lord ...
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Post by Lyz on May 24, 2007 14:38:33 GMT
Quickly Joan moves backwards, her back against the wall, hoping the officer will not notice her. She stands still for a moment, not daring to breathe or to see if he has already passed. When she feels that it is safe she carefully moves foreward a little bit, trying to get the officer into eyesight again.
"OPEN UP!" - she hears him shout. Joan takes a deep breath. This might be only the first part of the plan, it's one of the most crucial as well. If Carmen doesn't get in, she won't either. For now Joan's job is quite easy; keep a wether eye and if anything seems to go wrong, help Carmen to escape. As soon as Carmen has entered the mansion it will get a lot tougher though.
Carmen is only the wooden horse, waiting to be brought into Troy. Joan's job is that of the soldier, becoming active when the night falls
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on May 24, 2007 20:09:52 GMT
As soon as the door opened I grabbed my sword and pulled it out. I rolled out of the officers grib and immediatly pointed my sword towards him "Thank you for making this so much easier,sir" I grinned and kept him near, still threatening him with the sword "One word and you're dead, hear me?" I growled as I pushed him back to the door to open it again for the others whom I knew were outside.
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Post by Lyz on May 24, 2007 20:43:21 GMT
(so is it third or first person RP'ing now, Mands ? I'll just gow ith whatever you do, so i guess we're switching to first person?) I hold my breath as the door opens again. It's now or never. If it is Carmen the games can begin, but if it is the officer.. A small sigh escapes my breath as Carmen appears in the doorway. I turn around and use my fingers to whissle as a sign for the rest of the crew. Then I quickly run up to the house in front of me. As I pass Carmen on my way I friendly tap her on the shoulder. "Well done, mate." When I hear a door slam in the abck of the mansion I gesture the crew which is gathering up behind me to be quiet. I draw my sword and look at Carmen, waiting for her reaction. This can't go wrong now. We have to be careful
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Post by jaquelinesparrow on May 24, 2007 21:32:17 GMT
(I'm not sure if we're in third person or first. I'll start off with third, then swtich to first)
Delilah was perched on the top balcony where the Lord slept, making sure he was still asleep. The curtain's were barely open so she could peek in. She had her sword by her side and her black hat covering her eyes, as it always did. When she heard Joan whistle, she jumped swiftly off the balcony and onto the ground, fortunately on her feet. Being the youngest, she was also the lightest and most flexible. She gathered up behind Joan, facing Carmen. "He's still asleep. He hasn't moved an inch." she said.
Off in a bush near the entrance gate, Marcus had been hiding to make sure no one else came. If he heard anything he was to be armed and ready. Thankfully, it was a quiet night. Marcus turned his head when he heard Joan whistling. He stood up and jumped across the yard very quietly. He stopped and walked casually when he stepped on the dirt road. He was wearing the sneaky grin he always did before they did such a thing.
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Post by Daz on May 24, 2007 23:18:03 GMT
I'm some streets away. I barely hear the noise.. My eyes flicker into the direction of the scramble. As I cross my arms, my darkened trechcoat pulls itself tighter around me. Its cold in these places at night. Ive never known an evening, not even in summer, where the need for a jacket such as this has been any less. I purse my ruby red lips in frustration. I should of gone with them. I feel a coward and a fool standing alone. I must look like a common prostitute stood here. On a street corner. Its a good thing theres no light. I've done my part. I've been there. I got them there information. They are giving that ponse of a lord what he deserved. My brow frowns in a cold sweat. When they get out i'll get my share of satisfaction. A cold patch hits my cheek. Followed by another some seconds later. My gaze drifts up to the clouds as they hover beneath the moon. Rain.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on May 25, 2007 7:33:30 GMT
(lol guys feel free to rp however you want to! If you feel more at ease with third person then do so It doesn't depend on my what you guys want to rp. I can adjust to anything, it's not bad to read in third person or in first person, so do what's best for you ) I nodded "Good, he needs to be asleep. hm.. Joan, can you get rid of this guy?" I ask her quietly as I looked around. Things were quite, except for the ocasional servant to walk around in the distance. We'd had to be careful, and it was an option to kill the servants if was needed. What were they to us anyways? I grin, indeed. What were they to us ? ... "Let's kill everything that is in our way, cept the Lord, we want him alive and scared" Tom was standing next to Penny and glanced at her. He decided not to go along either, since before he was too busy in the pub. He couldn't resist.. So now he was standing beside Penny, a bit wobbly on his feet. Trying to sober up. As Carmen forced him to do
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Post by Lyz on May 25, 2007 9:00:06 GMT
I look from Carmen to the officer she's still pointing her sword to. Pirate or not, I would never kill him just like that. When we're being attacked it's different. This man is here alone, just on the wrong place at the wrong time. We deccided to kill the servants if it was needed, and that was not the case for now. My eyes travel back to Carmen. Although she lost eyecontact with me, I can tell from the expression on her face that she is serious about this. She wants to kill every single one of them, scare the Lord to death, and take whatever we can. Leaving him with nothing but despair.
"Sure" I whisper. I grab one of my knifes and take place behind the officer, putting the knife on his troath. "You go ahead, I'll make sure this man dissappears without a sound and follow up afterwards." For a moment I'm afraid that she'll doubt my words, but after another nod they finally start to move again.
With my knife still on his troath I guide the man to a place out of sight. "One sound and I wíll kill you" I say as I untie the piece of rope hanging from my belt with my free hand. From the corner of my eyes I see that the man's eyes are still fixed on the knife. A tear runs over his cheek. As soon as the rope comes loose I turn him around, and bind his hands together behind his back. "Kneel" He obeys immediately. I can hear from the way he breathes that he is fighting the tears. I take away his effects, making sure he doesn't have a single bullet left. I bind him to one of the wooden pillars, and look around. When I can't find what I'm looking for I grab my sword, and with the back of my sword I hit the officer unconscious. "I hope someone will find you, and if not.."
He should never have tried to help Carmen when she begged him with what was supposed to be her last breath.
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Post by Daz on May 25, 2007 10:19:24 GMT
I glance back at him, the moonlight gives me a better view and I frown a little, because the smell of alcohol on him is strong. "You should really cut down on your habit."
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on May 25, 2007 16:11:26 GMT
"Why dislike what I like when I like what I do because it's so very likable?" he slurred I took the others along with me towards the stairs "Two of you go on the look out aye? rest comes up with me. We've got a little Lordy to scare" she grinned
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