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Oct 10, 2005 15:27:47 GMT -5
Post by michelle on Oct 10, 2005 15:27:47 GMT -5
Michelle looked around. Pico's crew member stood in the shadows. "Who are you?" her voice shook a little
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Oct 11, 2005 19:37:03 GMT -5
Post by spyke the greatand lazy too on Oct 11, 2005 19:37:03 GMT -5
dusty yawned. 'first mate, duh' she rolled her eyes she placed her hand on the top trim of the door way the door opened she leaned forward stretching. she came out of the shadows. well groomed. curly hair looked as if just took a bath somewhere. she kept her cloths as clean as possible, but it never worked out for her. 'how old are ya, mate?' she had a totally different accent, she had a stronger irish accent than her sister, and samwise |pico's sister| had a plain american dull accent. pico had more of an australian, it seemed like a english pronouncing mistake, but the teachers could never fix it, she was born with it some say.
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Oct 12, 2005 14:53:56 GMT -5
Post by michelle on Oct 12, 2005 14:53:56 GMT -5
Michelle looked at her. She sat up, felt nauseaed and laid back down. "16," she replied. "Yourself?" she took a damp washcloth over her forehead and neck, trying to get her fever to go down.
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Oct 12, 2005 17:22:55 GMT -5
Post by lazy spyke hehe on Oct 12, 2005 17:22:55 GMT -5
dusty smiled.' same here, pico's 17, she's got her dri-' she looked up thinking and then shook her head.' well, she just beats me by several months is all' she smiled and straightened up. 'you a pirate?' she said tucking her hands in her pockets and looked around content and quite calm like nothing bothered her.
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Oct 13, 2005 9:57:13 GMT -5
Post by michelle on Oct 13, 2005 9:57:13 GMT -5
Michelle smiled. Suddendly her eyes grew wide and her head dissappeared into the bucket by the side of the bed. She looked back at Dusty. "It's going to be a long night," she dabbed her forehead again.
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Oct 13, 2005 14:36:11 GMT -5
Post by spyke in a hurry on Oct 13, 2005 14:36:11 GMT -5
dusty smiled. 'yea.. guess so.' she said and there was some banging of pots and pans. almost like a rythm. dusty nodded her head to it. 'my sis is getting better.' she joked. 'hang on' she said and went back yelling at her. when she came back the bangign came into madness. 'shud up sandy!' and all haulted. dusty rolled her eyes an d went to the bucket and took it. 'i'll be right back.' she sighed and went up deck.
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Oct 14, 2005 14:24:37 GMT -5
Post by michelle on Oct 14, 2005 14:24:37 GMT -5
"thanks," she whispered. She sat up again and started to get out of bed. She started pulling on her jacket quietly.
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spyke
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Captain of the MP3
what does it look like i'm doing? i'm finding my rum
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Oct 14, 2005 17:50:28 GMT -5
Post by spyke on Oct 14, 2005 17:50:28 GMT -5
she came back and set it down. 'oh. uh.. we're not docked, mate, pico said it would do you good if you weren't near any rum. ad the bg heavy boat is tiped on it's back side.'
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Oct 16, 2005 14:34:05 GMT -5
Post by mike Michelle not signed in on Oct 16, 2005 14:34:05 GMT -5
"Why aren't we docked?!" her eyes grew wide. "No!" she grabbed the bed post and gasped for breath. Nausea again washed over her and she knelt to the floor, into the bucket.
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Oct 16, 2005 17:43:55 GMT -5
Post by spyke not signed in on Oct 16, 2005 17:43:55 GMT -5
'it would of caused choas.. the island pirates no as well as everyone else that if they saw the pearl, it wouldn't be jack sparrow it would be barbossa, and our ship looks like the pearl.'
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Oct 16, 2005 17:51:49 GMT -5
Post by mike Michelle not signed in on Oct 16, 2005 17:51:49 GMT -5
"I can't be stuck on this ship!" she screamed. She pulled her jacket tighter. She closed her eyes, calming herself.
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Oct 20, 2005 7:07:17 GMT -5
Post by spykre on Oct 20, 2005 7:07:17 GMT -5
calm down, it's not all that bad!' she smirked.
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Oct 20, 2005 15:04:35 GMT -5
Post by mike Michelle not signed in on Oct 20, 2005 15:04:35 GMT -5
"No! I won't be stuck here!" she ran out the door, up to the deck.
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Oct 21, 2005 20:34:58 GMT -5
Post by spyyke on Oct 21, 2005 20:34:58 GMT -5
'sandy, run away drunky!' dusty ran up the stairs after michelle shoudlering the door before it was closed and it smashed the light, sandy ran up. 'now i have to fix it' she growled on her way up.
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Nov 3, 2005 16:01:10 GMT -5
Post by mike Michelle not signed in on Nov 3, 2005 16:01:10 GMT -5
*After Escaping* Michelle sat down on the bed. "What do they know! I would have been able to take care of myself!" she crossed her arms and pulled her feet up. She was now sitting indian style, while she thought about Jack and what he might be doing. She didn't really hate him, it was his life that he lived that made her blood boil.
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