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 Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 10:01 am
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▷ Enrique Julian Carriedo and Antonio Fernandez Carriedo ♥ Tomato freaks of the Amante crew.
Enrique narrowed his olive eyes to pay closer attention---she had tried to knock his dual blades back however.. there was ring to keep them from being thrown off. And he thanked that. If Enrique had not have his finger on them, he would have been fighting with just his fists. He noticed her going to his backside and thought for a moment.
An ambush? ...But why is she getting herself seen?
The Spaniard took a huge step forward, trying to block any attacks that may be launched behind him. However, this caused him to notice his brother, whom appeared to be the victor of the duel.
"The heck..?" he questioned---that dude was dumb, just how did he managed to win against the captain?
He hadn't realized that he was completely off-guard with his whole backside being seen.
Antonio smiled, "It was only to be fair, cap'n!" he felt his neck being patted by her dagger, but his smile never left him. He knew well enough that the two of them could not physically injure each other from just a practice fight. He patted her shoulder, his eyes slightly becoming serious.
"After all, I wouldn't stand a chance with that. I'm quite surprised you planned to even use it."
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 10:42 am
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Posted: Tue Feb 08, 2011 5:19 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 08, 2011 9:14 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2011 4:47 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2011 10:30 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 5:11 pm
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▷ Enrique Julian Carriedo and Antonio Fernandez Carriedo ♥ Tomato freaks of the Amante crew.
Antonio grinned, "I don't blame ya~ My ax is taller than me!"
He then turned around as well, watching the rest of the crew members. As it turns out, there was a duel while the two of them were battling. It was the doctor and gunner girl. It seems that the female won, not that it surprised the Spaniard---the doctor looked quite frail. His smile stayed, his emerald eyes straying to the sight of his own brother. Why? He felt like someone was staring at him.
"...Enrique..?" Antonio questioned, wondering why he was even looking at his direction. He was in a battle himself right?
He was completely exposing his backside. He lowered his guard---intentional or accidental? Antonio flinched when he saw the boatswain coming at him and without thinking yelled, "Enrique, ¡cuidado!"
Suddenly hearing a native tongue, Enrique cut his trance with his brother and instinctively replied with a flat, "¿Qué?" and then remembered about his battle. He quickly turned around, then a painful jab near his neck.
"******** ou--Ouch!" Enrique's potty-mouth way returned to him, his hand touching his wound. It was small but was still an injury.
"Guess I lose right?"
Antonio chuckled nervously to Angela.
"I guess Enrique has no chance at this rate.."
((¡cuidado! - watch out!
¿Qué? - what? ))
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 8:45 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 12, 2011 8:55 am
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Captain Angela Love Benedict
A bigger grin overtook Angela's face. She hadn't even hoped that the timid boatswain could be a match for Antonio's brother, let alone beat him. She was proud that the female members won, suppressing the fact that she was the only female that lost. She clapped her hands together once to get everyone's attention. "Alright! Good job my pets! Congrats to the winners!" Her eyes went from Fey to Arisa. "But this is a tournament, remember? That means one winner can come from it to win the grand prize," she smirked.
Then, she turned to the doctor. "Hey, doc, heal the little one, wouldja?" She gestured to Enrique, "and take a breather yourself, old man."
Make fun of my name and I'll KILL you. |
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Posted: Sat Feb 12, 2011 9:25 am
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Posted: Sat Feb 12, 2011 11:48 am
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→ Enrique Julian Carriedo ☾ Carpenter of the Amante crew. So what the hell do you need, b*****d?
Enrique placed a hand on his bleeding wound, wincing slightly. It hurt at first when the sword made contact with his bare skin but now it only felt painful when he touched it. He looked over at the apologizing boatswain. He still didn't get her name, but seeing her so shy and all, it would be better not to be a stubborn guy and attempt to say she won by a fluke.
"Meh. It's not too bad. Look you, it wasn't your fault---I was the one not paying attention anyways---so lighten up!" He said, patting her shoulder. Man, she could hold a sword but would instantly say sorry when she harmed someone. How weird.
Enrique tried not to give her a reassuring smile---the last person he needed to be seen smiling was Antonio and he wasn't that faraway. He released his hand off of her and noticed the weak-looking (Enrique's opinion as well for first impression) doctor coming along from the captain's order.
He did a frown first thing after the doctor said.
"Lucky? That blade barely grazed me!" he complained, putting his own weapons away. Although he was angry and stubborn now, he still remained still and silent throughout the doctor's cleansing process, not trying to wince out of pain.
Again, without thinking, his olive eyes looked over to his brother. It seem to happen a lot, getting distracted because of that stupid Antonio, but he hadn't seen for so long so it felt only natural to keep staring at him.
Right now, the older Spaniard was laughing without a care and was saying something like, "Great! Now, are one of them going to fight of us or just a simple battle between the victors?"
Enrique swore he saw something in his brother's eyes when he emphasized the word 'us'.
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Posted: Sat Feb 12, 2011 6:47 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 12, 2011 11:06 pm
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Fusososo!
Fusososo!
