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Post by Lisa on Jan 8, 2009 0:06:41 GMT
Julia dropped them bone, giving up on the dog, for now. She stood up and whiped her hands off on her pants and walked closer to him. "Cap'n Julia." She held out her hand to shake his. "The last names necessarily not necessary. 'nd your's?"
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Post by littlezion on Jan 8, 2009 1:20:19 GMT
"Captian Jack Sparrow if you'd please" he took her hand and shook it and said "Might I incuire as to why the last names not necissary?" He was working on an escape plan even while he spoke.
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Post by Lisa on Jan 8, 2009 20:40:15 GMT
"That's on a bit of a need to know basis" She said with a smirk, using the same line he had on her.
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Post by littlezion on Jan 8, 2009 20:44:07 GMT
"ah well then..." he said, "what are we to do now? I have an appointment with the gallows and I'm not intent on keeping it"
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Post by Lisa on Jan 12, 2009 16:24:02 GMT
Julia nodded her head and thought for a moment, maybe she could use him to get out, that dog was never going to come any closer to her. "Aye, so what is it ya intend on doin?" She asked him.
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Post by littlezion on Jan 12, 2009 20:54:57 GMT
"I intend on getting the keys" he said with a smirk "and that waving of the bone, love, is just not going to do it" He knew that she thought he didn't see it but he was laughing to himself all along.
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Post by Lisa on Jan 18, 2009 15:20:59 GMT
Julia rolled her eyes 'Know it all' she thought to herself. "So ya 'ave a plan then?" She inquired, kicking the bone to the side. This man may not be the smartest, having told her that he was after the fountin, but he might come in handy. She figured she could use him to brake out of the cell, then gain his trust so he gives up the location to the fountin of youth.
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Post by littlezion on Jan 18, 2009 15:48:21 GMT
"A plan... ah yes" he said remembering his idea, "you see that desk by the cell? see if you can manage to get the small containor on it open" He had been in here a few times and had learned his way around.
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Post by Lisa on Jan 19, 2009 1:17:41 GMT
She staired at him before realizing he wasn't going to continue then walked to the bars. She stuck her hand though stretching it as far as posible. "So what's in there 'neway?" she asked just as her finger tips reached the containor. She struggled with the lid for a few moments before it poped off.
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Post by littlezion on Jan 19, 2009 3:15:24 GMT
"As you may see... it's some bread..." he said with a knowing voice, "now don't you thing that will work much more better than some bone?" he had a big smirk on his face. He knew she would be a bit surprised.
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