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 Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 6:20 pm
Adamska Glazunov stand at the docks of Isle De Gambino as the sun raise to met a new day. He stood there, staring at his beauty he calls his ship. Winning many bets, and saving gold, he finally got the ship of his dreams. Hand crafted, but powerful against any weather, but there was something missing. A crew, yes a crew is what he needs. Not just any crew, brave, willing, strong crew who's up for anything, but those kind of people are hard to find. Putting up 'help wanted' paper over Gaia, he shook his head at the thought, causing some of his white hair to move out of place, that was out of the answer, walking far distances, leaving the ship unprotected. His last vessel was stolen from a gang of dark elves. He could never forget that moment and vow to never leave his ship alone.
He walked away the ship, paying the dockmen to look after it."Where ya heading sir?" the man's voice sounded old and groggy. Adamska to look at the man more carefully, fully human, white hair wrinkles. It was clear he man was old, in a polite tone, Adanska said "I'm heading to the town to look for a crew."
"Crow? You can find them at the pet shop in Braton." the old man suggested.
"Crew, sir." he said in the same tone, he understand that the man must have lost some of his hearing over the years and do not wish to be hard on him.
"Brew?"
"Crew.." slightly moving his tone towards to annoyed. This went on for over an hour till Admiral Adanska finally give up and walked away from the old man who suddenly few sleep minutes ago. Still early in the morning, but as always, the Marketplace was booming for the new day. Fresh items were bid off, rare items brought from all over Gaia and other countries. People yelling about for their bid against each other, few fights broke out here, but end quickly. Adanska sigh, this was going to be a long day......
((tell me what you think?))
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 6:35 pm
(Looks interesting...you have a few grammar and spelling errors here and there, but otherwise I like it. I'm interested to see how you'll portray my character. ^_^)
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 4:08 am
Adamska Glazunov (Looks interesting...you have a few grammar and spelling errors here and there, but otherwise I like it. I'm interested to see how you'll portray my character. ^_^) ((Yea, I have to work on that problem, and thank you, I readied your journal))
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 6:34 pm
((Lady Kuriko will be the first to join))
Second command cook!?
Adamska was right about the day and it wasn't even noon yet. He walked alway with a odd item in his arms. The item was drome shape, pure, feathers warp around with a rope. Luckily, Adamska place it on his back to have free arms again. He was beginning to feel like a small child again, the white drome as his backpack. He turn his head to have a final glance at the Market, before entering other parts of Isle De Gambino. He stare at the bank, forgetting something he should remember. He shrug it off, sooner or later it will come to him, Adamska looked at the drome again, checking it hasn't fell off, the thing cost him a lot of gold. "Now," he said out loud to himself,"first things first, I need to find a crew member, but where..." tapping his chin as he walks into a alley unknowingly....
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Lady Kuriko sat outside of the cafe', using her umbrella to block out the sun, her purple hair was nicely place behind her blue pointy ears. After quiting her old job, assignment cook, she needed a new job, thinking along the line as chief. She wouldn't mind traveling being a part of her job, matter of fact, she enjoy it! Seeing new people, tasting the unknown, and showing off her cooking skills. She moved to get more comfortable in her Hakuun outfit, her ninja blade rested on the table in front of her. The female dark elf smiled at the sun, today was the day she'll look for a new job, just right after tea of course. "Ma'am, there seem to be a problem.." the waiter startled her, she turn her head and smiled at him.
"What's seems to be the problem sir?"
"We don't take credit cards, gold only."
"Oh..." she look down worried, reaching into her pockets in hopes of spare gold, "Um...I don't have gold with me..."
"I'm afraid you'll have to leave now ma'am." he said in a polite, but strong. Kuriko nodded, knowing she'll lose her pride if she fuss and be thrown out. She grabbed her things and headed out onto the clean streets. She let of a heavy sigh, losing her tea time and a chance of tasting their sweets. Two pairs of gloved hands slammed (not enough to harm) onto Kuriko's shoulders, causing her to leap out of her skin. She swiftly turn around, her ninja blade in hand, only to see her friend Adamska smiling at her with a few dirt patches on him. She stare at him, up and down to see that he may have been in a cave or something. "What happen to you?' giving him a strange look.
"I rather not say....By the way, I have a opening you might like." Turning his eyes back at the still perfectly white drome, he still couldn't understand how he got dirty, but not the dome. He turn blue eye back to Kuriko, who stand there pondering of the opening.
"What type of opening?" she asked.
"Well," he allowed air into his throwout and exhaling before counting. "I finally got the boat of my dreams and I'm forming the best crew anyone has ever known. I came to see you if you want to join, every opening is yours for the taking." His smiled brighten once he saw Lady Kuriko smiled after his gaol.
"Any?" she asked, the Admiral nodded,knowing he got his first crew mate. "Well, then I guest...I"ll be second in command and..cook."
"Cook?"
"Yes cook."she said, giving her new boss a look.
"Sorry, wasn't expecting you to be a cook." he muttered, feeling uneasy with her glare. "So.." he said, trying change the subject, "Have any ideas to find the best of the best adventurers?"
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Sashura Glazunova Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 6:49 pm
I don't think Adamska agrees with my cooking for some reason.
stare
Sounds like you've described me to a tee. whee
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 6:50 pm
Lady Kuriko I don't think Adamska agrees with my cooking for some reason. stare Sounds like you've described me to a tee. whee Sorry if I sound braindead to you, but is a tee? ninja
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 6:51 pm
*Cough*
If you call boiled rhinocerous stomach cooking, then yes, I disagree...
*Cough*
I like where this is going. Keep it up! 3nodding
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 6:54 pm
Adamska Glazunov *Cough* If you call boiled rhinocerous stomach cooking, then yes, I disagree...*Cough* I like where this is going. Keep it up! 3nodding Thank you. 4laugh
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 6:56 pm
shippo62 Lady Kuriko I don't think Adamska agrees with my cooking for some reason. stare Sounds like you've described me to a tee. whee Sorry if I sound braindead to you, but is a tee? ninja I think she means you described her perfectly. sweatdrop
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 6:57 pm
Adamska Glazunov shippo62 Lady Kuriko I don't think Adamska agrees with my cooking for some reason. stare Sounds like you've described me to a tee. whee Sorry if I sound braindead to you, but is a tee? ninja I think she means you described her perfectly. sweatdrop Ah, sweatdrop
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 7:16 pm
If you'd like, I can delete all posts between your story additions, so that it runs more smoothly, and only keep the comments after the last posted story addition.
Would you like?
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 7:21 pm
Adamska Glazunov If you'd like, I can delete all posts between your story additions, so that it runs more smoothly, and only keep the comments after the last posted story addition. Would you like? no thank you. mrgreen
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 7:37 pm
[Very Intresting, sad for the fact: I'm of Durem...^___^;;]
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 7:43 pm
Xion the XIV Member [Very Intresting, sad for the fact: I'm of Durem...^___^;;] no worries, Admiral will have to walk on land to find the best since their not always at sea or by the docks. surprised
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 11:38 am
Eggs anyone?
"I hate this." grumbled the Admiral with his arms crossed. He stared out the widow of the old fashion train, the view wonderful,but he would still use the more advanced train that goes underground. Kuriko sat next to him, not even noticing his grumpy mood. They had the cart for themselves, most people used the newer trains since they can reach Barton within a an hour or two, but this train will take at least a day if there wasn't any trouble.He glared down at the white dome that was sitting next to him. He grumbled a few words under his breath, he didn't want to have his ship alone, unguarded. He quickly stand only to be pushed back down by Kuriko. "Relax, the ship will be there once we get back." Kuriko said in a calming tone.
"But-" Adamska quickly shut up after seeing a glare that will send a grown man crying, luckily for him he didn't cried. A old man walked into the cart, dressy suited with a small blue hat on top to finish the touch. He hold a clicker as he walked between the aisle, checking for any signs of life till his reached Adamska and Kuriko.
"Tickets?" he politely asked. Within a flash two tickets were in the air held onto the owners. The old man took one after another after clicking them and handed it back. "Thank you and enjoy the ride." The two nodded as he walked off. Now Adamska was really beginning to feel like a small child, Kuriko looked out the widow again before taking a glance at the white dome.
"Adamska." her boss turn to look at her,"What is that anyway." pointing at his newly item. He glance down at it and shrugged. Kuriko give him a simply look that he was a moron. "You don't know, don't you?" He shook his head as a 'no'.
"It's an egg." he said proudly.
"How about once we get off, I'll make a good meal of-"
"NO!" he yelled in shock, he grabbed the white drome and held it like a mother when danger was after her baby. He cling to the other side of the seat, staring at Kuriko as if she was some kind of monster. The night elf's face went blank, seeing her friend react like this was beyond funny, she was pleased no one was here to witness or she'll have to kill herself. The drome gently moved in Admiral's arm. The albino man looked down at the egg, "I think it moved." forgetting the other event. Before she could say anything, they both sudden fell onto the floor by a sudden jerk of the train. Adamska was the first to get on his feet, he saw something outside, something dead. He helped Kuriko onto her feet, somehow the egg was safe. They grabbed their things and make their way to the head of the old fashion train, but once they got their, everyone in the room was dead. Kuriko cover in mouth in shock and looked away, whatever attacked the men must be still out their.
"This isn't good at all..." Adamska muttered, they where a long away from Isle De Gambino, and they didn't want to stay and find out what attacked the men. Once outside, Adamska looked to see a great mass of zombies, and they weren't the hugging kind. Kuriko turn her head to see the corpses limping towards them. The two burst into running, Barton was only a mile away, their minds raced wondering how those kind survive, for that matter, how did they even got here. After an hour of running, they finally reached Barton, the guard stare at them when they started panting for air and laughed it off. It must have been a nightmare they both thought or somehow they were drugged. Adamska nodded of the thought, agreeing with it, no doubts at all. "We...need....to....find..a place." said Kuriko taking air in and out. The Admiral nodded, fallowing after his Second command cook.
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