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Post by spy_4_hire on OOC (26 January 2012, 12:17 am)

Thu, 26 Jan 2012 00:17:58 +0000

I still have to make the nun. >.>

Post by Digithe on OOC (25 January 2012, 8:14 pm)

Wed, 25 Jan 2012 20:14:23 +0000

Did we ever introduce the nun?

I dunno. Here's our old planning thread: http://silverhearts.net/phpBB2/viewtopic.php?t=453&postdays=0&postorder=asc&start=0

I feel like we did more planning off the board, though....?

Post by Digithe on White Sun (25 January 2012, 8:08 pm)

Wed, 25 Jan 2012 20:08:33 +0000

In a way, Janika was proud of himself. It wasn't just the fact that he'd accomplished one of the items on his list of "Things to do Before Dying a Horrible Death that is Largely Evie's Fault": interrupting a wedding when the priest asks for objections. It was looking like he'd actually prevented a wedding, one of the most miserable institutions in the 'verse, by his reckoning, second only, perhaps, to the Alliance. Preventing marriage was for him less of a "life goal" as a "life style"-- yet, surprisingly, outside of his own situation, this was his first victory. This was looking to be quite a good day.

You know, if it weren't for the abundance of death instruments pointed in his general direction.

The bright side, as the doctor saw it, was that he had a solid shield from any hot laser-y storm that was brewing on the horizon. The downside was that said shield was blond, five foot-nothing, one hundred pounds and change, and someone that Janika had hoped very earnestly not to ever see again. She was clingy, both physically and emotionally. The physical part he hadn't minded so much-- they say the crazy ones are great in bed, and Janika's experience had generally followed that rule-- but he'd practically had to stage his own death to get her to stop looking for him. Now, her physical clinginess was manifesting in her wrapping herself about him almost as if she wanted to make up for lost time right then and there.

Even Janika wasn't tempted by that thought.

Okay, maybe a little.

"Sweet Natalia, there is something I must tell you in private-- it is top secret, with regard to the Vilens," Janika said, injecting some concern and mystery into his voice. Fear flashed across the girl's face-- bless her heart-- and she nodded. Janika made a move to scoot off, hoping to get away during the confusion, but was stopped by an ancient Polish* lady pointing a sawed-off shotgun at his chest.

"," she said angrily in Polish, ""

"," Janika responded slowly. Polish was hard, and his was rusty-- which means that he could understand symptoms and briefly describe treatments, plus some basic flirting. Of course. ""

The old lady lowered her weapon slightly when she heard her native tongue, surprised enough that this rogue could speak it to be distracted from her anger for a moment.

"!" Janika stifled a sigh of relief when he heard Natalia joining in. ""

Janika was far from being believed when the old lady relaxed her trigger finger. While her great granddaughter had apparently convinced her to not put a new hole in him immediately, her face still read "skeptical," and Janika doubted she'd be as easily convinced that he's fighting the evil Vilens as easily as her gullible great grandchild.

Now would be a good time for an extraction, Evie!

OOC: Was the other family Polish? Wozniak sounds Polish...

Also, I have no idea. I got sidetracked halfway through and then lost my train of thought....

Post by Melia Stahlflugel on Arrrrrrrrh! (25 January 2012, 7:01 pm)

Wed, 25 Jan 2012 19:01:30 +0000

OOC: "Explored new territory" killed me omg... haha. And so glad to have these guys back ;A; All of the pirates are on Aiden's old ship the Zephyr btw, right?

Jenny let the rum hit her face and splash down, only reaction she let show a smirk tugging at one side of her mouth. Just barely. "It's a beautiful day," she replied easily, gently, like she was having a tea at a cafe, and not like she had a gun to her head. That eternal preternatural cool. She let Valerie take the knife, and tilted her head in curiosity. Might as well play along. She climbed into the basket of the crow's nest at what she hoped was just the right speed for her newfound 'companion,' and settled in, crossing her legs. "So about this debate of yours..."

---

"Fine, fine, whatever..." Aiden mumbled to himself the entire time he followed Griffin. Head a mess, he was about one second away from reaching out and grabbing a random person, and squeezing their neck until their eyeballs popped out. Or Charles. It was his fault for this entire mess. As the thought dawned on him, he slowly turned to the younger man, gray eyes staring daggers at him. He reached his hands forward, fingers straining and clawing at open air as he thought of sweet revenge, but after half a minute stuffed them under his arms with a stream of curses, realizing in a moment of rare self-restraint it would be better served for him not to choke out Griffin's pet.

OOC: Aiden's on the edge of the Navy crowd, so it's not like he's right next to Charles doing this... still LOL

Post by Melia Stahlflugel on OOC (25 January 2012, 6:18 pm)

Wed, 25 Jan 2012 18:18:59 +0000
Thanks Mo! :D And I thought we were, but idk if we had a story plan yet haha