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Post by Shalem on Dec 26, 2007 14:38:52 GMT -5
"Your damn right i don't like you, and we'll stay with them untill we need to, or would you prefere to walk?" She walked out the door "Fine truce" she spat, hateing herself but knowing it was probebly the best thing.
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Post by Charley on Dec 26, 2007 16:53:22 GMT -5
Rayes looked after her feeling pour hate. He had swallowed much pride to say what he had just told her. All he could think of was that she should have been more grateful. She was a witch all right, a really annoying one.
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Post by Shalem on Dec 26, 2007 17:12:05 GMT -5
(pure; nor pour. Sorry)
(hehe i laughed when i read that)
As Shalem walked acrosse the deck the sunset over the hills. Hudsen walked over to her.
"We've made good time today Shalem, what did he say?"
She smiled grimly "Amoungst other things; yes. He'l pay."
"Good. There's a storm comeing up, and i need to make good time to Gondor; if we sail all night we should be there by morning, but i need someon to control the storm so that we don't get wreacked."
"Of course sir. Would you be so kind as to tell my apprentice i'l be working tonight?
"Sure"
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Hudsen walked into the mess "Melain? Shalems gonna be working tonight. Now I hear Tony challenged you and you accepted." He threw Melain and Tony a stick each "Clear a space there"
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One of the twins rolled of Dom onto he bunck beside him. "I did not belive it was true when they said sea-men were the best. It seems i was wrong" She sighed
Her twin laughed quietly "I think mine must have been better than yours. No man has ever..." She trailed off smileing contentedly.
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Post by Charley on Dec 26, 2007 19:27:50 GMT -5
((Hey, not nice to laugh! *hehe*))
Melian took the stick, and helped clear the space. He really hoped that Tony was not to good. Melian had practised, but he was new to sword fighting.
Both Dom and Jack where all grins. "Well, we do our best." Jack said.
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Post by Shalem on Dec 27, 2007 6:46:02 GMT -5
"But would you do your best for me also?" Asked Dom's twin getting off the bunk, crossing over to Jack and roughly kissing him.
"And you me?" Asked Jack's, trailing her hand softly down Dom's chest. Effectually both had swapped over.
((Not at you, at what you wrote! The thing about the whitch))
Tony twirled his stick expertly in his hand, then attacked suddenly, yet left himself wide open.
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Post by Charley on Dec 29, 2007 12:08:37 GMT -5
(( oh, hihi, well  )) "Of course," they both said without doubt in there mind. Melian manager to block his attack, then he aimed his next blow on Tonys stomach. |
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Post by Shalem on Dec 29, 2007 13:00:06 GMT -5
Tony doubled up in pain as Melain hit his stomach, then charged again with a roar. In the background Hudsen shook his head in despair.
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Post by Charley on Dec 29, 2007 15:46:58 GMT -5
Melian ducked this blow but it missed him only by inches. He now turned and aimed his next blow at Tonys back.
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Post by Shalem on Dec 29, 2007 16:08:42 GMT -5
Tony fell flat on his face from the force of the blow and lay there panting for a muinet, obviousely tierd out, before pulling himself to his feet once more. He snapped his stick in half and came at Melain again.
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Post by Charley on Dec 29, 2007 18:43:59 GMT -5
Melian was not quite prepared for this.
He held his stick up with two hands to block.
It blocked one stick, but only got the other of course. So it gave him a scratch in the face.
He now swung the stick around so it hit Tony again, this time in the arm.
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Post by Shalem on Dec 30, 2007 7:09:01 GMT -5
Tony dropped one stick and it rolled over to Hudsen who pushed it behind him. "You lost it Zurantoni, carry on." Hudsen ensructed wearily to Tony who was loking at him expectntly. Tony scowled slightly before jumping towards Melain, the stick raisd above his head.
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Ah'mal
Warrior
Djinn
"Make a wish"
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Post by Ah'mal on Dec 30, 2007 13:53:11 GMT -5
((Mind if I join?))
[glow=black,2,300]Bloodred eyes watched the many humans running around the ship doing tasks they had been given, or simply having fun. The djinn leaned back into his hiding place. Ah'mal hated the sea. His kin usually lived far out in the southern deserts, hidden away from all other races, feeding of what lone travellers happened to wander by. His lust for adventure was unusual for a genie, and wasn't seen with liking by any of his tribe. For many thusand years he'd been travelling the lands of Middle earth, learning more about the races that his people had been isolated from for so long. He didn't have any means of travelling and often randomly sneaked onboard ships and followed them to a new location which he then explored. The only thing he needed to do was keeping himself hidden. Easy as pie... or not. The genie quickly hid his appearance with an illusion before the crew Member managed to get clear sight of him.[/glow]
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Post by Charley on Jan 2, 2008 13:13:17 GMT -5
((I don't mind. You Shalem?))
This time Melian was ready, he hit his stick towards Tonys short one, to stop the attack. Then he hit it at Tony's leg, trying to make him fall.
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Post by Shalem on Jan 2, 2008 14:18:27 GMT -5
((No problemo Charley.)) [ Just so you knows Ah'mel, we're on a barge on our way to Gondor from Belfalas an we're about halfway there  Shalem is a Weather worker.] Up on the deck Shalem smiled as she felt the air spirts fall to her will and the storming winds joined together to form one that sped the boat onwards through the dusk. Tony fell with a heavey thud, the remaining stick rolling from his grasp. Hudsen stepped foreward and pulled him up by the scruff of his neck. "I think my lad you've been beaten" he laughed loudly and winked at Melain. Tsumalia stepped foreward and held a towl and a beacker of cold water out to him. Her eyes shineing with admaration. |
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Post by Charley on Jan 2, 2008 15:19:14 GMT -5
Melian grinned. He had actually beaten someone. He accepted the things from Tsumalia, and thanked her.
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))
Shalem is a Weather worker.]