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Post by boo radley on Sept 22, 2009 0:56:33 GMT
dead?
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AnnaxxBlack
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Jack Sparrow's Proud Wench
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Post by AnnaxxBlack on Sept 23, 2009 19:54:43 GMT
what do you mean?
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Post by alldrenched on Sept 23, 2009 19:55:35 GMT
(she was just afraid this RP was dead, but now that you are back we can bring it back too.)
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AnnaxxBlack
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Post by AnnaxxBlack on Sept 23, 2009 20:06:54 GMT
(yeah, i just didnt know why it had died. but anyways. sorry for being gone. I've got some...personal stuff goin on at home. but i'm back.)
Anna smiled at him and wiped her eyes. "Well, I should...I've got to go down and talk to Markus." She said sourly and grimaced. "Sorry you had to see me like that, by the way."
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Post by alldrenched on Sept 24, 2009 5:13:59 GMT
He gave her a half smile, releasing her,"Think nothing of it, we all have our hard times, Dear," he said his Scottish drawl stronger now, as it often was when he really meant what he said.
Lola fidgeted, she was growing bored with this, she pulled out her bottle of rum and she bit the cork and sipped some of the burning liquid around it.
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AnnaxxBlack
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Jack Sparrow's Proud Wench
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Post by AnnaxxBlack on Sept 26, 2009 20:52:05 GMT
Anna smiled at him and ran a hand through her hair. "I'll talk to you later. And...thanks." She said and kissed his cheek before walking down the steps to the brig to face Markus.
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Post by alldrenched on Oct 2, 2009 21:02:16 GMT
Joey smiled a bit and watched as she walked towards the brig. He stood on deck near the stairs below deck, just in case Markus made any trouble.
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Post by boo radley on Oct 4, 2009 22:19:00 GMT
Markus groaned. "You again. Darling, what on earth is going on? Your eyes are... red." Good observation, you idiot, he thought.
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Post by boo radley on Oct 22, 2009 3:35:15 GMT
[[THIS KEEPS DYING  mehh!]] |
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Post by alldrenched on Oct 22, 2009 5:00:32 GMT
(I knoow)
Lola slammed her rum bottle onto the table, a clear sign that she was both drunk and about to make an announcement, though her audience consisted of Jack and his own bottle of rum.
"This ship is perilously dull," she said, with a bit of a slur. By this she meant that she wanted to fight and steal and generally be a pirate. What had they done? Found a witch and a bastard, or a man who she had decided was a bastard. The fight at the bar seemed to be months ago. She wanted a battle at sea.
She looked out through the broad window at the sea just below them, and at other ships that were faint on the horizon.
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mehh!]]