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 Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 9:03 pm
"Then, let's ask the commander. If you deny me the priviledge of asking, then I won't help you in the castle." Leigh spoke, but then heard a thud. She looked inside the ship, but curiosity poked her, and she quickly ran inside. "Now which way to the commander." It was then that she Heard arguments. She didn't knock, but rather barged into the room. What she saw as a imperial solider on the ground coughing up blood, and another one...Well she knew one was from Gunther. That was obvious. So, she pulled out her gun. Pointing the pistol at the Gunther soldier. She knew this man, how could she not. She watched him get thrills out of tormenting people, one just happened to be her childhood friend, who died because of him. however, this all occurred when she was an orphan. "As a soldier of Gunther, how can you assault someone whom, we have an alliance with." Not that I'm particular care about the alliance Leigh though. She grew up since the last time this guys saw her, but she didnt fear him at much, at least that what she kept telling herself. 
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 9:09 pm
Hector managed to grip the corset so that he could get a big full breath. She staggered up and wobbled as she rushed at him, throwing all of her weight at him, slamming him against the wall. "It's... my... *******... ship... you... ****... brat." She snapped, kicking him. "We... could... have... made... it on... our current... flight path... If... we didn't... take you back... no one... would know... your ship got overwhelmed... and you all... would have died!" She said between gasps of air, as her breathing began to normalize as she still gripped her corset so she could get air. Suddenly, she turned her head and saw the woman in the room with John behind her.
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 9:15 pm
"Let go of me!" Victor shouted and pushed Hector of of him. He then turned to Leigh. "You do not have the authority to order me. Put the gun down" he said to her. He didn't know who she was, but he knew she was not his superior. Judging by how she dressed she worked with mechanics.
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 9:22 pm
"Oh I'm sorry, but I don't give a rats, *** about authority. As for you, I know exactly who you are, and that you get your kicks out of torturing people. You may not remember me, but I watched you kill my childhood friend. Also, Even if I'm a Gunther citizen, I'm actually pretty close to the royal." She put the gun down. And when to help the other man up, she gave him her handkerchief to wipe the blood off his face. As the hands made contact, she got the feeling something was off. "Are you the commander of this ship? I have a proposition for you."
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 9:24 pm
Hector fell to the ground weakly, this time in too much pain to get up. She lost grip of her corset and she felt her consciousness fading. She could see the woman in front of her, but she couldn't reply as her vision was starting to fade.
John grabbed Victor pinning him to the ground. Unlike the far weaker Hector, John was a fighting expert and wouldn't be taken down easily. "What the hell happened here?" John demanded.
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 9:34 pm
"Your little commander here struck me, so I informed him that I did not take kindly to his arrogance and his actions. I can't help it if he's so weak that being slammed onto a table knocks him out. Now get off of me" Victor stated.
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 9:37 pm
"So you couldn't take a little slap, so you slammed my commander's face into a table." John replied. "Hector's not stupid. He doesn't slap people for no reason. What the hell did you do?"
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 9:40 pm
When the man didn't answer her, nor took the handkerchief that she offer. Leigh took matters into her own hand. She put her hand to the man's throat to check his pulse. It was slow. And from that contact she counted his breathing. Rapid, but wheezy. As she went to loosen the tie, and unbutton the top button of the collar. She saw something, but quickly dismissed it. It wasn't her place to question. She rebutton another button, so no one else would know what she possibly thought. She grabbed her gun and shot a fire in the ceiling. 'Seriously, you are all much older than me, and yet you tend to battle it out, when your ship commander, is obviously hurt."
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 9:42 pm
"I poked him. Is poking considered highly offensive in your country or something? If it is, I apologize. I didn't know. But if it's not, then your commander is oversensitive and doesn't belong in the military" Victor said. Since Victor believed that Hector was a man, he didn't think the fact that the poke was in the chest was important. On a man it wouldn't be any different than a poke in the shoulder.
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 9:53 pm
'That figures...' John thought. "Hector won't die from a..." John started, turning towards her. Suddenly, his eyes widened when he saw her unbuttoning her shirt. He swore in his mind and let Victor go, rushing over towards them silently. "Let me handle Hector. Deal with him." John said, moving her jacket back over her chest, not knowing she already saw. He then started loosing the corset using a tie on the side. Her chest suddenly rose a few inches and she began breathing normally.
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 10:10 pm
Leigh stood up, and went and sat at the doorway. "Hope he's okay." She spoke. Well, so much for her exploring. She got out of the ship and followed the butler. She was going to have to listen to prince's stubborn speech. As she walked quietly she thought over the incident. Was the commander really a woman? Why would she disguise herself. Then again she must have her reason. Leigh came to her sense, when she was sitting at a table drinking tea, that looked over the city. The breeze was nice, but you could see explosions happening in the sky in the distance. So it was no surprise that the city was fighting pirate and other countries. Leigh wandered if they ever got to me the royal escort, or if the vice commander would relay her message/ {{EDITED}}
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 10:14 pm
((I don't think Russia exists in this world, much like Napoleon never existed in my RP, right lolly?))
The messengers finally came back.
"About damn time too" Victor grumbled. He went out to meet them. One of them remarked on the red mark on Victor's face and was met with a piercing glare. "Please find somewhere for the commander for this ship to rest" he added, though the 'please' was only added for formalities.
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 10:15 pm
((Yeah. It's just Russian styled with the climate and such. >.< ))
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 10:46 pm
After a few breaths, Hector came too. John slowly readjusted the corset to fit again.
"What happened? Where is he? Where's the b****** who..." She started.
"Pull yourself together. They could be here at any time." John told her. Hector nodded and just when he had pulled himself together with his clothes mostly straightened out, there was a knock on the door. John went to answer it.
"Hello. We are the palace escorts."
"Ahh... Good good. We've been waiting for you." John replied. "Excuse my commander. One of your soldiers had a disagreement with him and did something that would, in our country, call for a duel. My commander slapped him and he slammed his face into a table."
"W-what?!" The soldier replied with alarm.
"I'm afraid it's true." John replied "We'll have to ask for some medical aid after our mission is complete."
"B-but of course!" The soldier replied. "Come this way. We'll direct you to the palace immediately."
"J-John, who is it?" Hector asked, staggering towards the door with blood rolling down his face from the top of his head where he hit the table.
"The escorts are here." He replied.
"It's about time." She replied, rubbing her face.
"Do you have the message?" John asked.
"Of course." Hector replied.
"Good. I'll carry you since you're hurt." John replied, picking her up and carrying her over his shoulder. He grabbed a jacket and placed it over her shoulders so she wouldn't get cold as they were escorted to the palace.
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 11:10 pm
It wasn't long before the Prince and Queen showed up. Great! she actually shows up when I no longer need her. The Queen smirk when she Leigh. It was then Leigh knew she was in trouble. She turned her head to the side and couldn't resist the thought that popped into her head. I'm in trouble now. Leigh stood up and bowed. She portrayed her innocence smile, so as not to deceive the Royals. As she listened to the Queen's request for the item, and then the Queen spoke that she would no longer give leave way to Leigh anymore, however, it was the Prince who spoke in her defense. Great, now I have this 13 year old puberty adolescence, guy covering for me. Leigh knew it was all a persona in front of the Queen, so the moment the Queen left. The Prince took the tea and pour it on Leigh. She knew this was coming and was glad she still had her coat her on. So, the prince was the one to punish her, even though normally he just bore her with idle chatting.
After a few, tugs of her hair and a messed up headband. Leigh manage to defend herself from the new pervert prince who obvious wanted to lock Leigh up for his personal entertainment. However, she left a few punches to his side. However, she got a good one on her lip. As she searched her pockets for her handkercheif, she forgot she put it in the guys hand, when he didn't reach for it himself.
Leigh walked outside, alittle limping from the struggle. It was usual for her to not get people's attentions, so when she reached the foyer. She saw that the people she met earlier are now being seen.
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