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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2013 1:50 am
Liam laughed "simply because I can" he said, turning his back on her once more "I possessed This body earlier, but part of him was still rejecting me...but now..." He ran a hand through his hair and sighed "he didn't even try to fight...pathetic really..." He chuckled once more. "I am Liam." He finished smugly.
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2013 2:10 am
"I know. He keeps giving up. It's annoying. But still, you aren't Liam." Hector sighed. "Hey Liam, that sunrise was lovely, wasn't it? And the strawberries were nice and sweet. It's too bad you never got to try the maid's strawberry shortcake. It's got a nice mellow flavor. Of course, I can't cook like that. I'd set something on fire. By the way, do you know why my will never breaks? Because I know that I am where I am by standing on the shoulders of those who lift me up believing I can save them. It is not just me who stands here, but also the hopes and dreams of all those who need me. You are a prince. You have a country in an unnecessary war controlled by a greedy tyrant who is willing to give up power to another country for the sake of his own pride. Those people can't call out to a king who won't hear them, but you have heard them. So snap out of it and do as you must."
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2013 2:39 am
((Heading to bed. Goodnight! ))
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2013 11:48 am
"yes,yes, it was nice" Liam said, waving her off "listen, if you have nothing else to say I have business to attend to. Oh and don't worry, I'll make sure Norra is run properly..." He chuckled before disappearing. Liam woke up, he stood up no problem, the pain was completely absent. He was still trapped in the cell for now, seemed like he needed to play the waiting game now.
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2013 2:12 pm
"This doesn't bode well." She muttered in thought. "He's right. The darkness has already fused to his soul. And here I thought Eviz would be the one to do that." She sighed, folding her arms. "I'll have to do something before he runs rampant."
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2013 2:55 pm
((sorry I'm so slow at posting, its the time zone thing))
Farah reined Barir in and watched the ship, it had made no hostile movements and showed no sign of really doing to much other then sitting there.
With a sigh the Hannon woman fished in her saddle bag, drawing out long, midnight blue head shawl. Securing it around her head so that nothing but her eyes were visible Farah motioned for them to continue on their corse.
They didn't seem like a hostile ship and if a fight they could pass by without any interruptions all the better.
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2013 3:10 pm
"Someone's close..." Hector thought, feeling Farah's presence. 'Find me...' She called out to Farah. 'I'm in the holding cell below. I am unable to move. Be careful though. My friend's soul has been consumed by dark magic.'
((Snuggs! xd ))
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2013 5:55 pm
The captain watched as the ship came closer, it seemed like they weren't going on the defensive, he would have no problems if they didn't. At this moment he couldn't risk being attacked, especially with the 'precious' cargo on board.
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2013 6:08 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2013 6:20 pm
[~darn these time zones!]
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2013 6:22 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2013 2:36 am
(( I'm so so so s sorry >.<; I shall stay up late tonight))
Farah watched as they drew closer to the other ship, it was to late to alter their course. "we're going to be sitting ducks" she growled in frustration, they only had minimal fire power being a cargo ship. That and her brother believed in peaceful solutions.
Calling out to man the cannons Farah stepped up onto the ships side, her hand wound rightly around one of the spare mast riggings to stop her from falling. They were close enough now to see that the ship was more then a little hostile 'great and here I was told this would be an easy job'
With conformation that what little fire-power they had was ready Farah hooked a finger under her facial shawl and tugged it down a little, allowing her to speak freely.
"Let us pass, we are merely travellers, weary from long distance and hard work" Her voice carried across the relatively small air space that the two ships now occupied.
'Find me...'. Farah, whipped around surveying the ships deck, the voice had come from none of her comrades. 'I'm in the holding cell below. I am unable to move. Be careful though. My friend's soul has been consumed by dark magic.'
The voice was little more then a faint echo in the back of Farah's mind. With another swift check of her Crew the Hannon woman faced the on coming ship
'Who are you?' with Farah being unpracticed in magical arts Hector would have only just been able to pick up the faint traces of the woman's thoughts.
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2013 2:46 am
'I'm a foreign noble. I overused my magical power and now I can not move or escape. Normally I'd be fine by myself, but my companion is also in a terrible state. Believe me, if you save me, I can help you in more ways then you can imagine, but I... I can't... stay connected... much longer... I'll die if I do.' She replied before cutting off contact.
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2013 10:20 am
The captain smiled when they called out to him, it was the reassurance he needed "very well then!" He hollered out to the ship, the cannons pulled back into the ship, merely to prove that they were on good terms with the people "sorry for any inconvenience. Off you go then" the captain said, waiting for the ship to get a good distance away from them
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Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2013 2:52 pm
Farah nodded her head and the cannons on their airship, lurking just back in the shadows behind the sight of the pirates.
She had never been the type to help strangers in the past, especially without knowing what was in it for her but being threatened on her own territory by complete strangers.
Casting a glance at her crew Farah shook her head, they weren't the fighting type so she was going to have to find another way around rescuing that odd little voice. The Hannon woman aloud their ship to continue course, pulling closer to the unknown vessel "Is your ship having trouble? as I mentioned before we are traders. Perhaps we could help you?"
Being close enough to now see the ship clearly Farah pulled her vail back over her face, obscuring everything but her eyes. If force wasen't going to work that left two options. Hopefully cutting a deal with the air scavengers would be adequate, she really didn't want to have to resort to flirting with anything on this ship.
((Are they form Hannon? or are they foreign Pirates?)
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