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Aug 13, 2006 22:01:17 GMT -5
Post by sephiroth on Aug 13, 2006 22:01:17 GMT -5
Sephiroth folded his arms behind his head. The sea-salt garnished wood of the ship creaked. Jenova infused eyes closed. A chill breeze rippled over the moonlit water and he smiled. All was at peace here, and setting a town on fire was part of the protocol, and there were no Nobodys to puff their chests out in an attempt to be Sora. He looked at the rope tethering the ship to the dock. Step one to becoming a pirate...steal a ship.
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Aug 14, 2006 10:24:02 GMT -5
Post by lyndseysan on Aug 14, 2006 10:24:02 GMT -5
She leaned casually against the wooden pole to the dock, her arms crossed as well as her legs. Her black skirt was no longer pleated, it was flat and torn. Her sleeveless button up down shirt was replaced with a billowing swashbuckling white blouse. A tight maroon corset covered the blouse, and brown pirate boots fitted her feet. Her hair was out of the ponytail, a black captain hat covering her crown. A huge purple feather fluffed it's way out of the hat and floated in her face. She glared at it a bit and then would blow it out of her face.
"Looking for a boat?"
She would muse, walking up to him.
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Aug 14, 2006 14:39:55 GMT -5
Post by sephiroth on Aug 14, 2006 14:39:55 GMT -5
He looked at her with one unpatched eye. "I believe I already have. " He returned his gaze to the masts, the sheets subject to an even stronger wind...and if I recall correctly...this is a ship." The hard deck underneath his back was riddled with holes, and it seems that this world's costume would do the same to his coat.
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Aug 14, 2006 15:53:57 GMT -5
Post by lyndseysan on Aug 14, 2006 15:53:57 GMT -5
Blinked. She looked up at the ships masts, the deck, and then finally at him.
"Why."
She said casually, brushing her blond hair out of her face... she was going to have to get used to the lack of ponytail.
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Aug 14, 2006 16:59:37 GMT -5
Post by sephiroth on Aug 14, 2006 16:59:37 GMT -5
"Purpose...Capacity....." He sat up to give her a good look over. "I'm afraid we haven't been properly introduced...due to..interferences.."
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Aug 14, 2006 20:16:46 GMT -5
Post by lyndseysan on Aug 14, 2006 20:16:46 GMT -5
Growled at the thought of the annoying keyblade masters and their quest to kill her. Honestly!!! So she wanted to steal peoples hearts! That was no reason to come after somebody!
Returning her attention to him, her blue hues would eye him over in the moonlight. And the only thing that went through her mind? .. .. pretty hair .. ..
Nodding she continued to gaze at the long silver strands and awaited for him to introduce himself first.
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Aug 15, 2006 14:30:11 GMT -5
Post by sephiroth on Aug 15, 2006 14:30:11 GMT -5
My name is Sephiroth." He stood and straightened to display an intimidating height, the effect spoiled slightly by the bulky swashbuckling boots on his feet.
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Aug 15, 2006 23:10:31 GMT -5
Post by lyndseysan on Aug 15, 2006 23:10:31 GMT -5
"Lyndsey."
She replied. Unimpressed by his height but still facinated by the silver locks.
"But.... your not a pirate. Why would you need a ship?"
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Aug 16, 2006 14:56:48 GMT -5
Post by sephiroth on Aug 16, 2006 14:56:48 GMT -5
"Well in this world it seems to be the only reliable mode of transport." He swung his frame onto a rope, making a speedy path to the crow's nest.
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Aug 16, 2006 17:22:43 GMT -5
Post by lyndseysan on Aug 16, 2006 17:22:43 GMT -5
( we so need to get on at the same time and get this up to date. XD )
"Hm."
She would say, breaching the bridge and walking on to the ship's deck. Her fingers tapped against her arm as she studied the ship.
"There's an island not too far from here.. shaped like a skull. They say that ancient aztec gold is buried there."
Walking off the ship and onto the man made deck she would glance over her shoulder to gaze up at him, a glint in her eye and smirk on her lips,
"Race you."
She said, awaiting him to accept the challenge.
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Aug 16, 2006 20:59:09 GMT -5
Post by sephiroth on Aug 16, 2006 20:59:09 GMT -5
He looked down, a platinum strand blowing over his jaw. It had seemed decades since his last decent challenge and as much as he hated to admit it testosterone was beckoning. "A race it is."
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Aug 16, 2006 21:23:35 GMT -5
Post by lyndseysan on Aug 16, 2006 21:23:35 GMT -5
Grinned. Turning on her heel she would dash towards the ship on the other side of his. Lashing her whip out it would grab hold of the railings and giving her enough propel to fly up towards the center of the ship. Unhooking a couple of ropes, the masts would come tumbling down, the sheets going to their full extend. Running towards the captains deck she would grab the steering wheel, just when a huge wind would come to blow them on their way making her billowy sleeves flutter and flap against her arms, her skirt slowly rising about her thighs.
The race was on!!
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Aug 17, 2006 20:48:45 GMT -5
Post by sephiroth on Aug 17, 2006 20:48:45 GMT -5
It was indeed on, but what use was a ship with only a heartless crew? He walked his way back to the upper deck, leaning over the starboard side, waiting for a group of drunken,landed ruffians to make their appearance.
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Aug 20, 2006 16:51:54 GMT -5
Post by lyndseysan on Aug 20, 2006 16:51:54 GMT -5
The blond smiled. The wind blew her hair frantically around her face. She could almost feel her heart beating within her chest.. if she had a heart. Wait.. Blinking she glanced across the empty deck. EMPTY deck.
"Crap."
she muttered, glaring back at his still birthed ship. After muttering a number of other profanities she would sit down cross legged, cross her arms and glare off in the distance. Ah well, how hard could it be to manage a ship by yourself? Hmm? Of course.. there was the whole landing part. Her eyes widened. Oh god. How the hell was she going to land?
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Aug 20, 2006 19:53:53 GMT -5
Post by sephiroth on Aug 20, 2006 19:53:53 GMT -5
Sephiroth had taken the time to rummage through his pockets, and with the items he had found he had bound the length of his ponytail in a black leather strip to alleviate the wind trouble. He had also found a spyglass and he extended the device, focusing in on the forlorn face of his opponent. Slow and Steady... It also took no time to seduce a crew into his service, the promise of gold and his feminine appearance had been enough. His sails billowed, and he closed his eyes before rushing to the bow. He had smelled a storm, and it was the exact conditions he thrived. He lifted his arm, barking a series of orders as lightning grazed her ship. He found himself loving his Mother at that moment.
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