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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 11:14 am
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MitashiUchiha16 All my life at home I've spent Adventure rests within my core I'll sail until my legs are bent And I can stand on land no more .:Tik:. Cabin Girl Extraordinaire ![User Image](https://i770.photobucket.com/albums/xx348/blueninja28/Decorated images/49673011.jpg) Tik grimaced as Keita put the ointment on her arm. "Wha' is this stuff you're tryin' to put on me arm? 'Tis only a scratch, Keita!" she protested, forcing herself not to pull away. She hated medicine of all kinds, even ointments. And the fact that it was coming from a clamshell didn't help, either. She had a lot of friends who were clams... After Keita was done, Tik pulled away, looking at the green stuff on her arm. She sniffed it and wrinkled her nose. It even smelled like medicine. She hated that smell. Medicine and baths were her two least favorite things in the world... besides Feye, that was. Bloody b***h can go drown fo' all I care... she thought bitterly as she saw Arisa Raven being initiated into the crew. And if that li'le toad is gon' be her apprantice, then bloody hell... I'll try no' t' start nothin', I swear I'll try bu' if she gets even the notion... Tik shook her head to clear it. The girl wasn't bad. Just... her mentor was... keita smiled "its a new antibiotic ointment my parents came up with. You see gun wounds in particular have a high rate of becomeing infected, and if its not treated the infection srpeads to your heart and kill you. its easy to catch though. if you see the wound becomes red and there is a red line comeing from the wound then you have about a week to treat it." he said as he put the clam shell in his pocket.
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 7:51 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 9:26 pm
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→ Enrique Julian Carriedo ☾ Carpenter of the Amante crew. So what the hell do you need, b*****d?
[OOC: Worst timing ever for my post. I have to go ; m ; ]
Enrique Julain Carriedo was a poor man. Well, not exactly. He was pretty wealthy on his own terms but pretty poor when it came to purchasing things. It pretty much explained the reason why his face was all up at a window shop. He was admiring a silvery, slim dagger that he swore could fit him easily. His hands were touching the glass, his eyes just begging to see the item in his hands whereas his mouth was open, withdrawing and sucking in air. But he knew he could probably never afford such a ridiculous price. The Spaniard kicked the wooden part of the store, cursing under his breath. He could never afford anything and it pissed him off. He stuffed his hands into his pockets, muttering things that were not supposed to be said in front of children.
"Where the hell am I suppose to get a job?" he asked, the question directing at him and him only. He scowled, kicking a nearby pebble. He then began to walk off, feeling stressed and annoyed. "Get ready to set sail!" a female voice rang out to Enrique's ears. Of course it would. Such a flirt like him would hear a girl's voice from afar. And judging from the sound of its command, it was a female pirate. His mouth, once frowning, slightly turned upside, letting a amused smirk in its place. Pirates get quite a lot of cash, don't they? the thought was mischievous but appealing to him.
Before he realized it, he found himself running and when he finally stopped, he was breathing hard. On a ship. "WAIT--WAIT--WAIT--oh s**t--sorry for intr-ruding--" His voice stammered quickly as it tried to regain breath and composure. He let a little cough and soothed his breathing process. When he was all set, he was standing straight, his eyes slightly narrowed in determination. "Enrique Julian Carriedo, I'm a pro at fixing and building. You need a carpenter?" Enrique had his smirk from before, his voice carried out loud.
Loud enough for a certain Spaniard to notice.
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 11:00 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 11:21 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 1:27 pm
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▷ Enrique Julian Carriedo and Antonio Fernandez Carriedo ♥ Tomato freaks of the Amante crew.
[OOC: I'll be honest. I enjoyed this little scenario. Please ignore Enrique's colorful mouth. :> mi hermano! - My brother!]
Enrique's cheeks slightly flushed to a pale shade of pink. It wasn't everyday that he was flattered by a lady. His smirk never left though. "Thanks a bunch, Captain." he said, but then paused. Did she say she was getting a collection of Carriedos? So that must mean.. Nah. No way in hell. That's not what she meant, you idiot. Thinking of that bastardo. Enrique slightly rubbed the temples of his forehead. How did he suddenly thinking of that guy? It wasn't like he was here or anything. His olive eyes watched the female captain, wondering where she was heading off to. Probably went to get someone to steer the ship or something like that.
Antonio just stood there, his chocolate-brown hair tied neatly with a blue ribbon swishing back and forth from the sea breeze he had loved so much. His emerald eyes were widened in surprise but in a good way, his mouth was, for once, not in a smile but a small 'O'. He really had not expected this in one day. Crew members coming in and being recruited so quickly, and now this guy coming in! His mouth quickly turned into a very large grin. He noticed Angela coming towards him, probably informing him of the other male recruit but he had already seen him. Antonio spread his arms out, running towards the new recruit. "Enriqueeeeeee!! What're you doing here, you!?" His question would've been taken more seriously if he had been not smiling and laughing so hard. The smaller Spaniard quickly turned around, obviously shocked and slightly disgusted of the familiarity of the voice that had been calling to him.
"Oh hell no--AUGH!" It was too late; Antonio had already caught the man in his arms, hugging him tightly to the point of making the both of them collapse. "I missed you so, so , SO much, mi hermano!" He shouted into Enrique's ear, causing him to scream in frustration. "Get off of me you ********' b*****d!" He replied, attempting to pry the older man's arms away from his shoulders. He couldn't; too strong.
Finally, Antonio let go. That was because Enrique had resorted to a rather childish method of escaping. He bit his arm and rammed his hard head against his chin. So, the two of them looked rather beat-up when they got up. One of them bleeding near the lips but still smiling carelessly whereas the other one was super pissed off and his hair was ruffled up. Even though the injuries were recent, Antonio had the nerves to put his arm over Enrique's shoulders, dragging him to Angela. "Cap'n! Cap'n! Look, it's my little brother I've told you about!"
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 3:03 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 6:05 pm
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keita09 keita smiled "yeah well you wont need it as long as you dont get shot. besides im the doctor of the ship it's my job to worry" he said and replied to the capitain "right away capitan" he said and turned back to tik "come on the sooner we set sail the sooner we get away from the navy" he said
All my life at home I've spent Adventure rests within my core I'll sail until my legs are bent And I can stand on land no more
.:Tik:.
Cabin Girl Extraordinaire
![User Image](https://i770.photobucket.com/albums/xx348/blueninja28/Decorated images/49673011.jpg) "Righ'! On it, Cap'n! ... and Keita." Tik added sheepishly, bolting for the nets that hung at the side of the ship. A good wind was blowing in and she had better get to untying the sails. It was an arduous job, especially for only one person, but she wanted to get out of the harbor as fast as possible. She ran across the sail banister with perfect balance, not even hesitating on the first knot. Her nimble fingers flew over the rope as she opened it, first one rope, then another, then another, and finally the last one. All four ropes opened allowed the main sail to tumble down and billow out into the air. "Look ou' below!" Tik shouted, grabbing onto one of the ropes and swinging down, landing next to the young doctor with a graceful jump. She put her hands on her hips, grinning smugly. "If tha' didn't kill me, then I don't see why you're bein' such a p***k, Keita." she commented, her eyes charming and playful at the same time.
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