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Jul 19, 2007 3:42:27 GMT -5
Post by Beth on Jul 19, 2007 3:42:27 GMT -5
Beth burst into the room with daggers at the ready, even though she was a spy she would still attack any pirate that tied to stop her, or was She a spy, would she follow her fathers heritage and become a pirate or would she follow the course of the law? that was up to her to decide. She breathed a sigh of relihf ,the pirate king was gone, she wouldent have to make a desicion just yet then. As someone burst into the room she wished she hadent spoken, she may have to make that desion. she could tell by the footsteps that it wasent a Marine, then by the gun pointed at her head that it was Definatly Not a marine, they didnt have pistols, or wear ragged clothes.
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Jul 20, 2007 12:03:23 GMT -5
Post by Peter on Jul 20, 2007 12:03:23 GMT -5
"Hello darling," Peter said in perfect English of a proper Englishman, "What are we thinking? You are a beautiful woman, and a beautiful woman does not usually run into a bar full of disgusting pirates," he spat the last word as though it were a poison that he had to get out of his mouth as quickly as possible. Peter looked ragged because he had been stranded in Tortuga a few months and he had stolen the pistols from a passed out pirate on the floor of a bar. Now he finally returned to his (he thought that they desered to be his but they were not) chambers to find this sneaky, if beautiful, spy. Peter turned to face the spy and said in an oily tone, "I wonder, are you here to steal? No,that can't be it; they could send any old filth to do that but they did not, they sent this sneaky little devil." Peter had a bad habit of talking to people as if they were not there. "So what did they send the Little Devil out here for anyway? Maybe they thought that since I have been away so long that I would never come back." Then Peter threw his shaggy head back and laughed a lunatic's laugher and muttered, as if to himself, "But they were wrong." He looked unhealthy, he was too skinny, and pale, and he had dark circles under his eyes, which didn't look like they were all there. He was a cruel man, and now he was thinking of ways to punish the spy; maybe I could do what I did to that other fellow. The other person who was found as a spy for the Pirate King Peter cut off his feet and fed them to wild boar that had been starved so that they would eat anything, then, keeping the man alive overnight, Peter cut off the flesh on his face and one of his eyes and made the man eat it himself, then Peter threw the man into the boar pit. He had left the man alive and he had taken the eye-lid off of the remaining eye so that he would watch the pigs coming to eat him alive. Yes, Peter though, maybe I'll do that to this little trader. [/color]
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Jul 27, 2007 3:44:36 GMT -5
Post by Beth on Jul 27, 2007 3:44:36 GMT -5
" I've come to kill You!!" She yelled and threw a dagger at the Pirate King then rooed be hind a wall and crouched down, not Knowing ig she had hit him though it was very likely that she had. She shot the light with her pistol, Burnig oil when everywhere as the lantern Exploded.
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Jul 27, 2007 15:29:40 GMT -5
Post by Peter on Jul 27, 2007 15:29:40 GMT -5
Peter was caught by suprise. The knife hit, and went through his arm. He let out a roar of frustration, but it was cut short by the strong need to duck as a bullet wizzed by his ear. "Why the heck did you come to kill me?!" [/center]
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