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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 12:40 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 4:16 pm
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“So Onyx, why is it that you’ve asked about me? It seems as though you’re interested in something?” Jareth said smiling slightly drunk at the other man.
“Good, now c’mon it’s time to meet the duke, I was planning on doing this tomorrow.” Mia said still using her Spanish accent. “Hello sire, I am Mia Graft. A Spanish royalty, I’ve been drifting from place to place making sure that very Spanish territory on this side of the Atlantic is not being mistreated.” Mia bowed and looked up at the tall man in front of her. “I know I know, many of the men in this bar are criminals and pirates. But most of them fly under the Spanish flag, thus they should be honored guests on this shore. They are helping the Spanish government get rid of competition.” Mia looked at the man admiringly. “If you want, M’lord, I can get dressed up and find my way to your mansion. Where I can please you in any way you like.” She smiled slyly at him. “No need to dress up for what I’d want. Come,” the duke held his arm out to her and Mia grabbed it like a lady.
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Posted: Fri Jun 25, 2010 9:30 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 26, 2010 9:29 am
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Jareth chuckled, “oh their not my crew, they’re my lady’s crew. I’m just the steersman.” He smiled, “so you’ve lost your ship have you? I know it’s not my place to ask but would you like to join the Hippocampus?” he asked a little awkwardly.
Mia sat on the duke’s bed, he started to unhook his belt, “oh no! I’ll do it,” she said as she started to undress him, and then herself. The duke laid her onto the bed and he got very close to her. Mia smiled and reached down beside the bed, where her pants were laying. She slyly pulled out a cloth and covered his nose and mouth. His body went limp and his eyes shut. “Chloroform works every time. Now then, to make it look like he took my virginity.” She took a knife from its sheath and cut her forearm letting the blood seep into the duke’s sheets. She got dressed and waited for the chloroform to wear off. Soon the duke fluttered his eyes and he saw Mia getting dressed. “Where are you going?” he asked his voice cracking. “I must go back to my ship, we need to depart in the morning.” And with that she left.
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Posted: Sat Jun 26, 2010 3:26 pm
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(wonder where i was when all this happened?)
Wes stayed behind his cloth, blending in to his surroundings of brown wood. he almost snickered to Mia's accent. it was funny, hearing her like that. and when Mia left with the duke, he could'nt help but feel a little jealous. "all according to plan huh? if only i could come, then we could make some good dough. ah well, wonder what Jareth is grumbling at." Wes made his way out into the main bar when the soldiers left and went outside towards their boat to see a soldier waiting in front of it. "crap, whats with him, is he waiting for us? what is that paper in his hand...? lets take a look!" Wes walked by like a commoner in front of the soldier for a glance at the paper, it looked like a docking bill, with an outragous sum. "ahh COME ON!" the soldier freaked for a moment. "y-you! what is your problem kid?!" Wes freaked a little himself, and scratched the back of his head. "uhh, nothin' i forgot to do some...errands." he looked around for more soldiers, none at all. "...like what?" the soldier asked. Wes shuddered at the soldier's nosiness. "i...... gotta pick up some fresh fruit for my sick moth-... you know what screw this, if youre gonna be nosy about this i might as well..." "might as well what...?" "this!" and Wes took out his dagger, jumped over the soldier behind him and whapped him on his head with the hilt, knocking him out. Wes dragged the soldier over to an alleyway, took the bill and stuffed it in his pocket, he stole the soldier's armor and whatever money he had. Wes marched out of the alleyway in front of the boat and stood there as if he was a soldier. "Heh"
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Posted: Sat Jun 26, 2010 5:18 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 26, 2010 6:00 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 26, 2010 8:24 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 26, 2010 8:46 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 26, 2010 8:51 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 26, 2010 9:10 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 26, 2010 9:16 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 26, 2010 9:31 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 28, 2010 7:56 am
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(Me and Yvansi did this one in YIM.)
Caryas panted as he bashed his way out of the upper story of the bar, into the rooftop area where he saw Marcus and Phintus. "Damnit, you two, you know how close ya were to getting caught?"
Marcus laughed. "Bugger off, O'Connell. I'd be fine, an' I can handle meself." He turned to Phintus. "Thanks for th' help, but I'd best be gettin' off with O'Connell. Y'see, we're meeting up wit' a feared captain fer a new gig."
Caryas smiled. "Yup. And best be comin' soon, Monroe. I seen them leavin' the pub when the Duke an' 'is soldiers showed up." He and Marcus ran down the stairs, Marcus after giving a parting bow to Phintus, and out to the docks, where they both walked up to the ship. Caryas eye'd the 'soldier' guarding it closely. "Oi. Yer too young to be one o' the dukes men. Who're ya?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 28, 2010 2:10 pm
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