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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 7:31 pm
"Those are urban legends, tomatoes only leave to smell like skunk AND tomatoes, no offense captain. There are products on the market for such problems..." Rock said as he took a pistol and dismantled it, a rain of rust falling from it. Rock just looked at the pistol in his hands before chucking the parts in a corner. "It's beyond repair. When rust attacks the barrel and other such components, the gun can lock or explode in your hands at any given time you try to shoot with it... I have a bad feeling about the rest of them..." he sighed.
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 7:35 pm
"Hey!!" Sophie suddenly hissed and caught the parts and took the gun from Rock's hands. "That was my dad's gun! Leave it alone!" she growled and her eyes became black and her claws became long and sharper than any sword.
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 7:38 pm
"Fine, I'm simply trying to help here... If you didn't want my help, should've said so earlier"He replied and shoved the hood over his eyes and the capes wrapped themselves around Rock and he passed by Sophie and outside before running across the deck and up the masts to stand at the high point again, only a visible black shadow in the sky as the wind grabbed at his torn capes.
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 7:46 pm
Rano watched Rock leave before sighing "well this is going to be fun...." He finished sharpening the last blade and placed them on the table before trying to figure out how they were attached to the cieling in the first place. "not to be that one guy.....but that was kind of over the top Captain, fair enought, it's your fathers gun, but you could have let him know without the angry eyes and death claw things you got there."
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 7:51 pm
Sophie sighed as she went back to normal. "I know I know...I'll be back." she told Rano. She went up to the deck and climbed up the mast to where he was. "Hey...I'm sorry I freaked out on you." she said and sat next to him on the ropes. "I'm just not used to other people helping me with my ship." she said.
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 8:03 pm
Rano watched Sophie leave before looking to the gun she had reffered to as her dad's, he picked it before looking to the piece Rock had said was usless before drawing one of his guns, he smiled as he recognised the craftmanship as the same as his own gun "hmmm, lets see what we can do here..." He picked up a screwdriver before taking apart his own gun and replacing as little of Sophie's father's gun as possible before looking to it and grinning. "im such a Genius..." He had even managed to attack the grip from the old gun to the handle of his own that was now attached to the flint lock mechanism of Sophies Father's gun, he looked to the pieces of the old gun he had removed before messing with them for a short time and smiling at the shell shape he had made from them "well aint that pretty" he Attached them to a neck chain before placing them on the table after giving them a quick polish for Sophie to find. Putting the remaining parts of his own gun in a pouch.
(( arent i nice ))
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 8:16 pm
Rock looked down to Sophie, 2 blue eyes glowing in his mass of darkness. "Perhaps... Learn about your new crew... Knowing them will become in handy..."He replied, his voice sounding a little... far... Nevertheless, Rock jumped from mast to mast downwards, passing beside Sophie and onto the rail before leaving the ship in a blur of darkness. He grabbed his cell. "James, I need you to hook me up with free weaponry here... I'm in lack of firepower... Yeah, I know. Just listen to me. You know what I can do, don't toy with me.... good." and hung up and bolted farther into the city. He came 10 minutes later holding 3 sports bag, the really big ones. He jumped around the town roofs and back upon the ship, still covered in his dark capes and headed down to the armory. The capes unwrapped themselves from him.
He left the bags there, filled with guns. Pistol, shotguns, sniper rifles and assault rifles were in a considerable amount. Thanks to Rock's ability to step lightly, pressure plates didn't move enough to activate to his presence. The cape wrapped itself around him again and he removed the chair before walking back out of the armory and into his room, where his stuff was and occupied himself by dismantling his rifle for it's daily cleaning.
((I'm judging Rano left the armory as well in this post. I had a lot of build-up in the past few minutes as you can see, hope it's no trouble XP Damn you Rano, you'r reply made me delete some of the stuff I wanted to do XP))
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 8:25 pm
((hell yeah he left, by the time you got back he would have already figured out how the blades were installed and put them back while the pads were still dissarmed))
Rano sat, hangging his legs off the front of the ship, leaning back on one hand as he stared at the back of the Sea Witch further down the docks. He turned his head as he watched Rock return before looking up at the sky "i wonder if we'll die......"
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 8:31 pm
Sophie continued to sit up on the ropes. Her ears were drooped and her tail hung low. "Maybe I should have just stayed in the middle of the ocean...no one would want to be my friend. I'm just a big jerk..." she said softly.
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 8:44 pm
Rock finished cleaning his rifle and putting it back together and sighed. He looked out the window, feeling bad for the pistol-thing... He started humming a song while opening his window and started actually singing the song with considerable loudness. "And I don't want the world to see me Cuz I don't think that they'd understand When everything's made to be broken I just want you to know who I am
And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming Or the moment of truth in your lies When everything feels like the movies Yeah, you'd bleed just to know you're alive" And his voice lowered back to humming. It's all he really wanted to express. Turns out he had a nice singing voice, it sounded very different from his quiet and raspy voice. It was loud, clear and even a little melodic. He let out another sigh and sat on his bed
((Damn it, it there would've been instruments in the ship somewhere, I woulda made my character play music... I'll have to stick with singing =P Does anyone recognize the lyrics? ^-^))
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 8:44 pm
Rano looked up to Sophie, hearing everything she said before jumping up and pointing at her "Hey! now you just wait right there! if you had stayed in the middle of the ocean, you wouldnt have ever met Zackory, or me....or anyone one else on the Sea-Witch! hell...Zackory didnt even try and sleep with ya! thats something ta be proud of!" He looked around for a second before asking her to wait where she was. He ran below deck and into the armory, dodging a knife and grobbing Sophies newly restored gun and the pendant next to it before returning on deck "if no one wanted to be ya friend, then why did i do this!" he held out the gun so she could see it.
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 8:47 pm
((My post goes after Rano's =P It would work more =J))
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 9:01 pm
Sophie looked at the gun and started to tear up. "Thank you Rano." she said and gave him a big hug. She then heard Rock singing and smiled. "How about we all have a late dinner before we have to go?" she asked with a smile.
(ok ^^)
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 9:16 pm
"that really depends....can you cook?" He gave a her a strange look, not sure weither to be scared or happy.
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2011 9:19 pm
Rock stood up and walked back on deck, his eyes covered by his hood again. "Don't look at me, I can fend for myself, but my cooking isn't all amazing... And, I might as well say this now, I'm allergic to eating seafood and fish... Consuming it triggers the allergies..." He added with a blush that wasn't visible but the sheepish posture showed it all of the shame he had.
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