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Post by Koops on May 3, 2008 16:51:24 GMT -5
He rubbed his cheek off with his bandana slowly and frowned deeply, he tugged at one of his piercings gently. Declin stared at her back and shivered slightly, that was actually really frightening. "I was born in Ireland, there's a large war against gangs over there, I was a part of it. My family is quite an odd group... And I am terrified of women. Now ye tell meh about yerself."
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Post by Milk on May 3, 2008 17:06:15 GMT -5
"Hm...I don't know. And Irish gangs huh? THat sounds fun..." Syla commented, clearly debating on whether or not she should go back.
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Post by Koops on May 3, 2008 17:55:52 GMT -5
He shook his head slightly at her. "Hn, woman, ye'd make things to complicated for the gangs." Declin commented, just thinking about how much worse it would be with her there.
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Post by Milk on May 3, 2008 22:24:11 GMT -5
"Oh and why is that?" she asked, purred out really. Syla looked at him over his shoulder.
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Post by Koops on May 3, 2008 22:25:43 GMT -5
"I don't know really, but I can tell ye'd do something naughty among the gangs and make them even angrier with each other." He told her, ignoring the tone of her voice, he would not break easily.
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Post by Milk on May 3, 2008 22:31:21 GMT -5
"What makes you think I'd cause trouble for two gangs? I'd join one and stay in one." she muttered, angry at him for thinking she'd screw up that badly. Unless there was something she missed in what he said. Syla wondered that momentarily, then shrugged. "To answer you previous question, I was born on Dyra, raised there, became a pirate there, and now we're here."
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Post by Koops on May 3, 2008 22:34:49 GMT -5
He hummed at that and got up from the ground, moving up be hind her, he looked down at her head. "Exciting." Declin commented in a dark and husky tone of voice, it wasn't purposely though.
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Post by Milk on May 3, 2008 22:39:50 GMT -5
Syla blushed and leaned back against him. His voice had sent pleasureful vibes through her body and all she wanted to do was jump him right then. "I know you didn't mean to do that on purpouse, but you sound so sexy..."
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Post by Koops on May 3, 2008 22:51:00 GMT -5
Declin flushed a bit and then gave a deep chuckle. "Good to know, Capt'n." He told her and patted her back gently before moving away from her. "There isn't anything to talk about now, so i'll talk to ye at dinner." He told her, though he didn't like her much she was still his captain and he had to be polite.
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Post by Milk on May 3, 2008 22:56:46 GMT -5
"Oh, on the contrary,t here is plenty to talk about it. Like...cheesy moldy socks." Syla said and grinned. "Aren't they cool?"
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Post by Koops on May 3, 2008 23:02:16 GMT -5
He wrinkled his nose and stood beside her hands moving into his pockets. "That actually sounds gross."
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Post by Milk on May 3, 2008 23:08:14 GMT -5
She laughed. "It is. I had to say somethign random..." she looked at him. "You can go. See ya at dinner." Syla siad and returned to her boredom.
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Post by Koops on May 3, 2008 23:10:17 GMT -5
Declin nodded and left to go back to work for about five more hours until dinner would finally come around. Another thing he hated about being a cabin boy was that he had to sleep in a really tiny room on a cot after dinner was over.
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Post by Milk on May 3, 2008 23:12:36 GMT -5
FF- Dinner time
Syla came in last and sat at her table. She usually at alone but she motioned to Declin to come over. "We were supposed to chat now."
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Post by Koops on May 3, 2008 23:17:00 GMT -5
He took a seat near her and gave a slight nod of his head. "I know. So do ye have anything ye would like to tell meh or talk about?" Declin asked her quietly, his head cocked to the side.
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