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Post by Metoria on Dec 31, 2007 13:01:27 GMT -5
Meanwhile during the conversation Metoria was pondering about the role of Lieutenant. "hm Lieutenant eh? I'd be happy to join as one!" She smiled and held out her hand to bind the deal as she stood.
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Post by Quentin Nokov on Dec 31, 2007 13:08:34 GMT -5
Quentin smiled. "Great!" he exclaimed. He shook her hand and looked at Anya. "Well then would you two lovely ladies like to see the ship now?"
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Post by Metoria on Dec 31, 2007 13:13:01 GMT -5
"Ugh! Well YEAH!" Metoria said exasperatedly amused.
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Post by Quentin Nokov on Dec 31, 2007 13:17:53 GMT -5
Quentin motion for the two girls to follow him. He walked out of the pub and down the dock. Ladies were everywhere conversing and gossiping because they had nothing better to do. It was very warm out on the dock and the smell of the salty sea lingered through the air. Quentin's boots pounded against the wooden dock as he weaved his way through the crowd. He finally reached the end of the dock and there sat the Ebony quietly sitting on the tiding waters.
"This is it M'ladies." Quentin said waving his hand dismissively to the ship.
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Post by Metoria on Dec 31, 2007 13:20:16 GMT -5
Metoria finally stopped. Her heels of her boots clicking against the dock. "KYA! It's gorgeous!" Metoria looked rather giddy.
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Post by Quentin Nokov on Dec 31, 2007 13:28:18 GMT -5
Quentin thought for a moment. He looked over to the bank and saw, like usual, it being empty. He looked at the young ladies. "Are you two fit enough to become pirates?" Quentin asked. "You see that bank over there," he said in a low tone. "If you two wan to become part of my crew I'll need to at least test you first. If you two can go into that bank and rob it, then, welcome aboard, but if not then I see no use for you on my ship."
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Post by Metoria on Dec 31, 2007 13:35:10 GMT -5
Metoria got a cuning idea. "Robbing eh? Muahahahahaha.. erm i mean... who me? I would never.... I.. uhh.. i gotta go..." Metoria ran away. Secretly going to the bank.
[ooc: erm.. do we actually have a bank if so... should i go there to rob it?"
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Post by Quentin Nokov on Dec 31, 2007 13:38:56 GMT -5
[OOC: Yeah there is a real bank and yes go and rob it. Lol. Um, I'll be the bank teller for the moment]
Quentin smiled as Metoria ran off to the bank.
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Post by Metoria on Dec 31, 2007 14:00:33 GMT -5
Metoria ran up threw the bag at Quentin's face and jumped aboard ship laughing hysterically.
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Post by Quentin Nokov on Dec 31, 2007 14:06:16 GMT -5
Quentin smiled he grabbed Anya by the hand and got aboard the ship. His men spun the wheel and the ship began sailing. Quentin smiled and let go of Anya's hand. He looked at the two of them. "Very well done!" He smiled. He took the bag and opened it. "Not bad at all!" He exclaimed.
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Post by Anya on Dec 31, 2007 14:42:11 GMT -5
Anya smiled. "Well," she began. "Are you going to take me on a tour of your ship."
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Post by Quentin Nokov on Dec 31, 2007 14:43:55 GMT -5
Quentin chuckled. "Of course, follow me."
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Post by overseer on Jan 1, 2008 22:36:12 GMT -5
Bishop had followed behind the "captain" and followed him to his ship the man who had just recruited to girls. He stuck to the sides, kept away from the group. Far enough not to be noticed and close enough to see what was happening. Eventually they stopped in front of the ship, One girl ran into the nearby bank and he only heard chaos erupt from their, he didnt pay attention to the other one.
Then the three climb aboard the ship, this was that do or die moment that would count for the rest of his game. He ran at the ship and grabbed hold of a small ledge. The whole that kept the cannons. He moved up the side of the ship, trying not to loose his grip, pushing high with his legs. There were a few close calls but he made it up in the end. His bell ringing and signalling an intruder for those who listened. As he grabbed the last ledge and pulled himself up he saw everything he wanted to. A ship with men, ropes, pulleys and sails.
Bishop climbed up and over, Pulling himself off as just another sailor. He grabbed some a barrel fill with gun powder and followed behind the trio, hoping to pull himself off as just another sailor. Walking past them and heading down into the hull of the ship, stopping at what he assumed was the captain quarters, placing the barrel of gun powder just next to the door, close enough to blow away any body who entered the room. He took a seat in the captain's chair "nice and comfy"
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