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Post by Belsamuel on Nov 2, 2007 20:08:42 GMT
"Well how will a speedy little sloop sweeten the deal, my love?" Belsamuel traced a finger down her throat and pulled her close. "Would that win me a kiss?"
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Post by beckett on Nov 2, 2007 20:15:57 GMT
::Beckett, it sat down face his with a soft smile, but it disappeared when it heard the word, "pirate".He took the tweezer of the sugar and threw in his cup two sugar box:: "Yes, miss Swann, I have very good memories of her "::Your lips they formed a small smile:: " But before beginning to speak business, I would like knowing your name ".
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Post by uranthus on Nov 2, 2007 20:24:16 GMT
(how comw your grammar is all over the place?) I am Uranthus
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Post by beckett on Nov 2, 2007 20:47:49 GMT
" Nice too meet you Mr. Uranthus ":: He begAn to remove his you with the silver spoon while was looking at it fixedly:: "Well, if you have been a pirate, will you have the "P" burdened in fire, truth? "
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Post by uranthus on Nov 2, 2007 20:49:47 GMT
"yes" *shows the dark brown P on his shoulderblade* "but Id like to work with u ur a different type of person. but Id like to pretty high up"
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Post by jcksprwlvr789 on Nov 2, 2007 22:32:07 GMT
Scarlett smirked."It definatley might."she said.She pulled the collar his jacket toward her so that their noses were touching."Persuade me."she purred, lightly touching his lips with hers as she spoke.
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Post by beckett on Nov 3, 2007 1:20:13 GMT
:: His eyes shone when he saw her "P" shoulderblade. He tasted the delightful tea in a few seconds, looked at him and answered him:: "Yes, a pirate, but you already know that you will not stop it being because this "P", it denounces you of your previous life. You are like a bandit and you it were following that being until the day of your death "::Your words were a poison, they were calmed. It had always been a wonderful manipulator of the word:: " If you want to work for me, you me will have to be loyal if you betray me, your destination will be the gallows
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Post by uranthus on Nov 3, 2007 14:11:44 GMT
*laughs* I think Ill give it a miss, better to be a pirate than be a slave
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Post by beckett on Nov 3, 2007 17:35:20 GMT
Lord Beckett smiled while it was looking at it over his cup:: " Laugh you?... I believe that you would not laugh if you had a soose about your neck ":: Answered him with irony while he was tasting the tea in his lips.
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Post by madambeckett on Nov 3, 2007 23:23:37 GMT
Marie, who somehow appeared back in the Office, a fresh tray of tea in her hands, lays it down before Uranthus.
"Slave?" she laughs, "what makes you think you'll be a slave? If you don't side with my EX-husband, what awaits you will be much worse than slavery..."
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