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((Wow, so Pride just left the conversation he initiated with Cedric? Okay...))
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V: Violence can be used for good.
Evey Hammond: What are you talking about?
V: Justice.
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OOC: Well I did yell for him and if you haven't gathered by now, Pride is one of those kinds of people who will walk away whenever he pleases. So it shouldn't be a surprise that he didn't carry on a convo.
~~Lust~~
She woke up after hitting her butt hard on the floor. Lust sat up and glared at Pride's door. Earlier she had stirred because he was yelling but she thought it was just part of her dream, apparently not. She thought about knocking on the door but had a change of mind as she remembered through her drunken stuper that she was mad at him. So Lust pulled herself off the ground and made her way to Envy's room, just because she wanted someone to talk to for a while. Lust wasn't one to keep to herself, the whole ship knew that. There were rarely secrets she kept unless it was Pride's special order.
As she walked passed her door she grinned, he had fixed it for her. Lust said thank you to the door as if Pride could hear her voice and walked on. She put on a smile as she twisted the doorknob to Envy's room, "Envy I thought you might like- WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?!" Lust grabbed Gluttony as she walked out. "What happened here?" She glared at Gluttony as if it was her fault. Lust released her without an answer and ran to Envy's bedside, gently tipping him up, for she had a hunce. She saw that the blood had already bled through the bandages in a cross-like shape. Lust heaved a heavy sigh and sat at the edge of his bed. "It was a nice gesture Gluttony, trying to stop the bleeding." She mumbled as she brushed strands of sweaty hair from Envy's face.
Lust got up quickly and went to the kitchen, getting a bowl of fresh cold water and a rag, then went back up to his room, closing the door behind her. She sat back down beside him and dabbed his face with the cold rag to help him regain conciousness. She could be very patient when she wanted, and needed, to be. Now was one of those times.
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.:: Envy ::.
"Nii-san! Wait for me!" A stotic well built teen glanced over his shoulder ahead, arching his eyebrows in question. Then he smiled, the corners of that smile curving up into his eyes. Raven hair fell into his face, the end of the long braid drapping over his shoulder.
"What are you doing here? I thought you went to that dojo?" The mysterious teen's voice was soft and soothing as he rested his hands on his knees, leaning his weight on them. He reached out to what looked like to give a small pat over the head of a child, but the image was interrupted.
Cheers filled the area, crowds of people gathered around a stage. Upon that stage stood the same teen, only now he was much older, his face hardened as if all emotion was devoided from him. His long hair was cut short, spiked around his skull. His sharp eyes scanned the people's faces before they fell onto a certain one and his lips curved into a smirk. A streak of light tore apart the image...
Fire and smoke ate away at wood and grass burning wounds into a small town. Blood was splattered everywhere, people face down, caught by surprise. One stood amoung the death, the fire licking at his form but it didn't seem to harm him. Gold steel glinted in the light. He turned around, his face shadowed. The only glow is from his eyes. "Your the only one left... Kratos."
Envy's eyebrows twitched as the pain in his body rudely awakened him. A first, he didn't want to open his eyes, cause he knew there were others in the room. Something cold touched his forehead, repeatily sending shivers down his back. He took a moment, before he knew who it was and lifted his hand to catch Lust's wrist in a gentle grasp, halting her attempt to aide him. He opened his eyes, looking at her. Who knows how long he's been out. Could be five minutes, could be days. That, he was wasn't certain of, but he was certain that he was starving and he muscles ached for movement.
"That's cold..." After all the trouble he put Gluttney and now Lust in, he didn't know what else to say.
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[ Edited by: Casside_Ohkashuo on 10/02/2006 8:54:59 PM ] |
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 | Posted On: 10/04/2006 At: 11:15:34 AM | | | Reply Link |
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((Hey, you guys...I'm sorry to do this to you, but I'm going to pull out of this thread. It's kinda in a standstill right now, and I'm not really a Pirate-playing person. I'm sorry. I hope the thread survives and succeeds. Well, good luck everyone!))
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V: Violence can be used for good.
Evey Hammond: What are you talking about?
V: Justice.
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((Aw! You could of made something up, like bust free and wreck havoc or something! >.< I'm just trying to keep posts goin'. Don't feel like you can't use your ideas cause of me, go for it! I'll work with anything and everything!))
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~~Lust~~
Lust sighed in relief when Envy finally opened his eyes. "Well, it worked to wake ya up huh?" She said, placing the rag into the water bowl. She stood from the bed with a grin, "I've not been here long, don't worry. But you're probably hungry and I'll go get you some new bandages because yours are soaked through. The bleeding seems to have slowed though." She walked out of the room, slightly worried at leaving him alone, but he'd be fine.
She opened a closet near the kitchen and grabbed some bandages made out of thick material, then she made her way to the kitchen. Lust grabbed a few slices of salted pork and bread, along with a glass of water. No rum or wine, though it would have gone perfect with the small meal, she figured he didn't need any of that at the moment. She grabbed an orange on the way out of the kitchen and carried all that she had rounded up on a wooden tray back to Envy's room. She gently kicked open the door and placed the tray on a nightstand beside his bed. "There, I'll leave you alone for a bit." Lust walked out of the room before Envy could say anything.
The pirate busied herself with duties in the kitchen, such as making a stew that would be lunch and dinner for about a week. Her hands worked fast chopping beef and onions, potatos, carrots, celery, tomatos and other assortments, adding spice when she pleased and tasting it to her liking. While that simmered she began making bread, the ships primary meal. As she kneeded the dough, she began to daydream and was flung into a memory.
Blood stained the beautiful white dress she was wearing. Chairs were tipped and the decorations were destroyed. Dead bodies of a small group of people lay everywhere, a huge bloody mess. Katalina stormed into her house, tears had mixed with the splattered blood all over her face, she held a Navy mans sword in her had. A servant ran up and tried to ask her what was wrong, but was silenced as she stabbed her through the neck. She made her way into the kitchen where the cook was idley stirring something. He had red hair and oddly wearing a straw hat. "Get out if you value your life." She said coldly. The man calmly stopped what he was doing and walked past her. Katalina eyed him closely until the door slammed, then she fell to the floor in hysterics...
Lust had stopped kneeding the bread, staring strait ahead of her. A tear rolled slowly down her cheek as she broke from the memory. It hadn't hit her that the cook looked very familiar...
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| Posted On: 10/05/2006 At: 09:26:38 AM | | | Reply Link |
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OOC: I'll get rid of Cedric without him disappearing randomly...-laughs evily-
Wrath
Wrath went below to finish his conversation with Gluttony's brother now that everyone had left. The man was crouching in the back of the cell, his fingers running delicatly over his sword. Wrath stood before him, one hand on the bars. "Why are you really here, you sadistic son of a whore?"
The man looked up at him and sneered. "I'm sadistic? What about you Wrath. What have you done to deserve your namesake?" Cedric stood, his eyes were pure fire. "My sister would never love you...you are scum on the bottom of the ocean." Wrath felt his own fire rising.
"You tested my patience, only to find I have none. Pick up your sword, and taste your ignorance by the blood in your mouth."
Wrath unlocked the cell door and drew his sword. Cedric rushed him and they fell into a clashing battle of steal. Wrath enjoyed every minute of the fight. Even the time when Cedric slashed his weapon across his side. Blood dripped from the wound, but it only succeded in feeding Wrath's fire. In a single moment of escasty Wrath cut down the man who made his life so miserable.
Wrath stood over the body and for good measure, plunged his sword into the dead man's heart.
Blood covered, both from Cedric's and his own, Wrath made his way to the Galley. Lust was in there. "We won't have to worry about that stowaway any longer," he said, as way of announcing himself. "Can I have some bandages?"
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| Posted On: 10/05/2006 At: 11:29:28 PM | | | Reply Link |
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~~Lust~~
"Huh?" Lust turned to Wrath, wiping the single tear away. "Oh...yea, sure mate." She left the dough and got into the closet that held the bandages, grabbing the heavier material ones. Just in case, she handed him some alcohol as well. "Here you go. If you need help just ask. And just throw his body over board. He wasn't a pretty fellow, I wasn't interested anyway." She tried to act like herself by winking at him and giving him a big grin as she closed the closet door. Lust walked calmly back over to the counter and rolled the dough, and quickly put it in the oven, being very careful not to burn herself. The pot with the stew was simmering and she was very please with her work.
She sighed and sat down on the galley floor, pulling a book from her pocket. It was a journal of sorts. Lust kept memories and dates in there, along with other things like pictures, a gold piece, and a light blue ribbon from her would be wedding dress. Lust grinned as she read her first attempt to use her 'tricks' on someone. It had worked, and when she told Pride about it, he seemed appauled and humored at the same time. Getting sick of all the memories, and wanting to do something exciting, she slammed the old book closed and put it back in her back pocket. Then she stood and pulled the bread from the oven, even if it wasn't done. She blew out the fire for the stove and left the stew to anyone who wanted a bowl, for it was done.
Lust walked up to the deck in her usual mannor. Night had fallen and stars twinkled above the sea. She began to sing a pirates song she had learned when she first joined the crew, and danced around the empty deck to it. It was going to be a long trip to India...
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.:: Envy ::.
Envy sat himself up against the ship boards of his room. He could feel flakes of dried blood peel from his back as he moved, his muscles slowly relaxing. He looked down at the tray on his nightstand that Lust left behind and sighed. Envy leaned over, swinging his legs over the side of the bed, sagging his shoulders. He reached over without a second glance taking hold of a piece of bread which he devoured in a few bites.
As he ate the rest of the meal, Envy went over the past couple of days. The last time the attack was this worse was a few years back when he was nearby. In a bloodlust. Envy frowned and summoned the strength in his legs, standing to his feet. He falted a bit, leaning over to use the nightstand to steady himself before he found his regained strength (thanks to the meal). He dragged his jacket off the bed post as he walked out of his bedroom, slinging it around his shoulders.
He passed by a few rooms in the halls and halted to take a look, then moved on. He climbed the stairs, using the wall to guide his steps and came out in the night air upon the deck. He found Lust there as well, and unaware of his presence, was dancing and singing. He knew that song.
Envy shifted uncomfortably, not wanting to interrupt her, but he wanted to thank her, as well as Gluttony, when he found her. "...Ahem." He tilted his head away once he got Lust's attention, lifting a hand to scratch an irritated nerve under his eye. He was never good at this stuff. "A-arigato... er, I mean, thank you."
((>.< We need to dock! Lol, then I can introduce a second char, if I'm aloud to that is. =P Also, I'm a little 'fuzzy' this weekend, so sorry if there are any errors in the post. x__X))
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~Gluttony~
Gluttony rolled over she was severly hating her self at that moment. she decided to see if Cedric was still alive. she walked down to the prisoner's hold, noting a foul stench in the air. when she entered she noted Cedric's body laying cold in death upon the floor.
(More at lunch.. sorry for taking so long to get back... my friend decided to go psychotic on me... YOSH!)
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Gluttony screamed at the sight before her, her last remaining relative was dead. She finally seemed to snapped as she took her pistol from her belt and shoved it up under her chin. She cocked it and her hands shook as she placed a finger on the trigger.
‘What would Wrath think of you if you committed suicide at the sight of your brother?’ her mind asked.
‘He wouldn’t care, no one on this ship gives a flying fig about anyone else on this ship! My brother… My only remaining relative is now dead! What do I have to live for!’ she replied herself tears streamed from her eyes at this, she fell to her knees sobbing.
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[ Edited by: Keri_Kaiba_Cuite on 10/19/2006 3:10:40 PM ] |
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| My life is an empty road. i walk beside myself. there is noone to guide me from my past. noone to take my hand, tell me things'll be alright. Noone to show me the path i must tread.. I am Alone.... |
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((Finally! A reply!))
.:: Envy ::.
Envy's attempt to thank someone was quickly swept from him as a scream pierced the air. He whipped about looking down the stairs from which he came, glanced back at Lust to make sure he wasn't hearing things then darted down the steps. He knew who screamed. Gluttoney. He dashed down the hall coming to the holding cells where Gluttoney sat on the floor, a pistol to her chin.
He halted a moment, taking in the situation, his eyes darting from Cedric's bloody corpse to the tramatized girl. He would of taken the pistol from her but the sudden action might set off a bullet. He took a few steps forward, hardening his green eyes on Gluttoney.
"I was wondering where you were..."
Envy's eyes darted to the body of Cedric for a moment. It seemed someone on board must of been the killer and someone that doesn't care for how messy the outcome is. Wrath. Gluttoney's brother was dead, but in Envy's mind, that's more of a reason for her to keep living. If one sibling goes down, the other must live out both of their lives... He needed to get that pistol away from her.
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| Posted On: 10/25/2006 At: 11:42:33 PM | | | Reply Link |
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OOC: Cassy you do know I posted in Tales of the Seven too right?
~~Lust~~
Lust stopped dancing and lowered her arms slowly then turned her head to Envy, "no problem." She answered in a cool and calm voice. The pirate was rarely embarassed for her antics and dancing in front of people was nothing. "You can look at me, I'm not ugly. At least, I hope not." She grinned teasingly.
Then there was a scream and her and Envy exchanged glances before he took off, Lust close at his heels. He stopped in front of a 'lovely' sight. Gluttony held a pistol to her chin as her brother lay dead on the ground, a bloody mess. Thank you, Wrath. Lust stared nonchalantly at the sight, though she knew something needed to be done. "You really want to take your life? That's stupid. You're a pirate, get off the damned ground and act like one. You think you're the only person in the world that suffers? Hell, I'd could be living the life right now, but thanks to someone, I'm on this ship. And I wouldn't have it any other way. If we didn't have bad pasts, why would we be here? Something has happened to each of us that has screwed up our lives. Kill the pity and get off the floor. It's pathetic to take your life because you have no family. I have no family and I've never thought of taking my life. So get over yourself!!" She closed her eyes, knowing that both of them were probably staring at her in shock. Lust slowly opened her eyes and stared at Gluttony who was still on the floor, "well? Do you need an invitation?"
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| Posted On: 10/26/2006 At: 09:19:58 AM | | | Reply Link |
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**PRIDE**
Pride woke from a pensive trance. How long had he been sitting there? Hours, days? It was time to go about, that much was certain. He opened his door, stepping over a Lust who had quite obviously moved, when a smell from the kitchen notified him that he was starving. He walked into the kitchen, and sampled the stew, then gagged, spit it out, and wiped it on an apron nearby. He checked twice to make sure that Lust wasn't around, because only she could have made such an atrocity, then dumped several cloves of garlic and a half bottle of rum. He tasted it again, found it to be to his taste, then poured himself a bowl.
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Wrath
After cleaning the blood from his arms, chest, and face, Wrath wrapped the gash on this side. He stood up and examined the result. He was now only wearing his boots and billowy pants, his sword still strapped at his side. His upper body was bare except for the white bandages wrapped around his stomach and side. With a small grunt, he took a step and left the galley, passing Pride on the way.
Wrath heard a shriek and sighed. "Great..." Guttony had found Cedric's body. He limped down the stairs in time to hear Lust's lecture. He knew she'd had a bad day, but sheesh.
"Leave her alone Lust...even if I do agree with you." Wrath went over to Gluttony's side. "Get up and come with me...he's dead, and sitting next to him won't make him come back. I'll be waiting." Wrath left the room and went up onto the deck.
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((Hai! I'll go post to it right now, Kago-chan. ^^))
.:: Envy ::.
Envy stared at Lust, blinking in confusion. He wasn't expecting a long lecture to come rolling off her tounge like that and it kind of left him speachless. He sighed, lifting a hand, combing his fingers through his hair before dropping his arms behind the warmth of his jacket. That's about when Wrath walked in. His tone of voice was anything but gentle toward Gluttoney.
Envy narrowed his eyes at Wrath's turned back as he began to walk away. Wrath shouldn't of done that. No one should mess with someone's past and that includes killing a member of that past without permission... Damn brat... Envy was upset-- no, angery with Wrath, and it showed in the puplies of his eyes which had gone very thin, like the eyes of an angered cat. But he will not act on anger, like some people.
His eyes trailed down to Gluttoney, holding her gaze for a moment then turned his attention onto Lust. "We need to dock... I don't care what Pride's orders are, we need to find land now. Being on this floating piece of wood too long is not a wise thing." Envy turned about, walking back the way he came, leaving Lust and Gluttoney behind, intending to go find their Capt'n.
Wasn't very hard. There are only a few places where Pride could be found: his room, or the kitchen. Envy halted at the door, giving Pride a frown. Envy had caught what Pride did to Lust's stew. He sighed.
"We need to dock now," Envy narrowed his eyes when Pride was about to most likely protest about docking too early. "If we don't dock soon there might be more conflict on board within the crew. We all could use a bit of alone time... that's not within the railing of the ship."
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| Posted On: 10/27/2006 At: 12:16:22 PM | | | Reply Link |
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~Gluttony~
She heard every word Lust had said and came to her senses. instead of letting the bullet take her life she instead pointed it at the dead cedric's body. a loud shrill ring sounded as shepulled the trigger and a hole appeared in his head. she then uttered a long string of profanity aimed at the disceased person one the floor. at the end of her rant Gluttony cracked her neck loudly and a grin appeared on her face, this one however reflected a slight state of insanity which she flashed at Lust.
"Thanks for the lecture... I needed that..." Gluttony said in a slight slurr. "But my question is, how the devil did you know that dead... person... was a relitive..." (OOC: Please note... Gluttony was mentally arguing with herself earlier...)she then exited the room whistling giddilly a song about murder. instead of following the path Wrath went she went to her room. once she arrived she sat on her bed and began to laugh. it wasn't plesent either, more the sound of someone loosing the last strand of sanity they had left. she fell to her side on her bed giggling hysterically.
(OOC: Wow... what's wrong with this picture?)
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**Pride**
"You're quite right, Envy. I believe we are near Sri Lanka. As soon as we reach it, we will dock. Everyone will have three days' leave. After that, it's only about a day's sailing to India."
Pride regained his composure and snapped to his senses.
"Anyway, what are you doing standing around? Make the announcement."
Envy turned to leave, but Pride grabbed his arm.(hope it's ok)
"Envy, I know your problem has become worse in recent days. When we dock, there is a Hindu temple about a mile down the road. Talk to Rashaab Amon. He's a powerful healer. I didn't believe it at first, but he's genuine. See if he can't do something. Tell him Pride sent you."
Pride then walked out of the kitchen, walked down the hall, and turned a corner. Once there, he opened a secret door, and walked up to his secret room. He gazed at his Naval uniform longingly, then nodded to himself and grabbed a lantern. He then hurled it at the glass case. The glass shattered, and the uniform caught fire instantly. Pride hesitated, then grabbed his old sword, burning his hand as he did so. He would refashion the sword in Sri Lanka.
"And good riddance, ya lousy piece of ghost!"
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OOC: Here it is everyone!
~~Lust and Pride~~
They had been traveling for two more weeks and Lust was getting bored on the ship. She cooked the meals and cleaned just for things to do. Pride had ordered her more than once to get some sleep. Now Lust was leaning against the edge of the ship, staring down into the crystal water. When she looked up though, her eyes widened and a grin spread across her face. There was the port city that they had been sailing to, on the coast of Sri Lanka.
As soon as they docked Lust went straight to Pride. "You stay right here! I'll be back with the biggest bag of gold your pretty little eyes have ever seen!" She kissed him on the cheek, then did the same to Envy and Wrath, and was off. Lust made a beeline straight for the tavern, where all the rich most likely spent there days. Before walking inside, she fixed her hair and smoothed out her shirt and pants, just to make sure she looked good. Then she walked in and sat herself at the bar. "Rum please," she said in the prettiest voice she could.
Lust could tell that there were many eyes on her and already a man had walked up to take the 'bait'. He was a big man, not in the sense that he was fat, but he was tall and well built, he wasn't half bad-looking either. He was also obviously very rich and Lust grinned to herself. "Let me buy you a drink miss." Lust smiled at him and lifted her glass. "I've got one, but you can have a seat if you'd like." She talked to him for a while longer, seducing him more and more at everything she said and filling him with drinks. Finally he led her back to his house and just as he was about to kiss her, she put a sword to his neck.
"Listen up, I know you've got gold, and I want it. I'm sure you've heard of me, Lust? The Seven Deadly Sins? Sure you have pretty boy. I-" He had her by the neck, hanging from the ground, causing her to drop her sword. An angry look was in his eyes as he pulled her to eye level. "I brought you here for one thing and I'll get it." He hit her in the face and threw her to the floor, Lust's eyes were wide, she was afraid. She quickly got up and he grabbed her shirt, ripping it down the middle. Lust shoved him, only managing to move him backwards a little. He pinned her to the wall, ripping her sleeves as well. "Get off me," Lust said in an icy cold voice. "GET OFF ME!" She kicked him in the stomach, knocking the air out of him. Lust quickly drew her pistol and aimed at the man, but the sound of a window shattering caught her attention.
Pride was quick. He unsheathed his sword, and in one swift movement, cut the man's head clean off. His face was cold and hard as he shoved a bag toward her without looking at her. Hanging over his other shoulder was a large bag that was very full and clattered whenever he made the slightest movement. "Retrieve what you wanted then let's get out of here." Lust gingerly took the bag and stared at him, pulling her shirt together, "Pride I-" "Go already." He snapped, bringing his gaze onto hers, and she wished he hadn't. It was angry and cold and sent shivers down her spine. She nodded once and went quietly throughout the house shoving everything valuable in the bag.
"I'm done," she said quietly, holding the bag over her shoulder. Pride took the bag and handed her his red cloak. "Here, you're a bloody mess. Cover yourself so it doesn't look so bad." He said harshly and was out the door. She scowled and put the cloak on and then followed him back to the ship. Lust kept her eyes down the whole way back and all the way to her room. Then she slammed the door and fell onto her bed. And she cried, for the first time since she had murdered her fiancée and her whole wedding party, she cried.
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| Posted On: 01/04/2007 At: 03:15:50 AM | | | Reply Link |
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(OOC: I am Warned! *Salutes mockingly* Any way... i seriously want what ever Gluttony's smoking...)
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OOC: do you need a greed still?
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:: Envy ::
Envy was a little skeptical about leaving the ship. Usually, when they docked, he was the one that always volunteered to stay behind and watch the ship. No one ever questioned him about it but he did have his reasons. On the sea, 'he' wouldn't find him, but on land... Nonetheless, Envy didn't want Pride's offer go to waste so he set out looking for the Temple of which he spoke of.
He doubted they could help.
Envy climbed up the steps of the small Hindu Temple, keeping his jacket tight around his shoulders. A tall man wearing the robes of his temple halted him. Pride's name seemed to be the keyword because he was easily accepted, despite his pirating appearence. It wasn't long before Envy met the man known as Rashaab. He was an eldery man, slightly haunched over but wore a gentle smile.
"Ah, Mr. Envy. Any friend of Pride's is a friend of mine. What brings you here?"
Envy hesitated. His doubt was overwhelming now that he saw the man's eyes. They were a haze of gray. Was he blind? How can a blind man help? But... He didn't want to waste the old man's time. "...Pride told me you might be able to cure a wound of mine."
"A wound? Is that all? A sword wound no doubt. Come, let me see."
When Rashaab was confronted to what gave Envy torment each month there was silence. Envy sat on a cushion, his bare scared back exposed in the light. His skin seemed paler in the light of the Temple, dried blood still caked along the crossed scar. Rashaab traced the scar in awe and also terrified of its nature. Although the old man can not see, he could feel the pain and horror that it resenated.
"How did this happen?" Envy didn't respond. "Envy?"
"Just a blade and a bad enemy," Envy lied through his teeth.
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Envy left the Temple behind pulling his jacket back over his shoulders. He let out a sigh letting the tension leave him with the wind that whipped through his hair. The wound you bear is something I have never seen in all my years. It is not the wound itself that's keeping it from healing, but from some other force at work inside you. I am sorry Envy. All I can say is not to strain yourself. I'm surprised you're even walking but I hope this helps in some way. He glanced down at his open hand where a vial lied. All it was a simple healing mix that Rashaab hoped with lessen the amount of times the scar reopened. All that Rashaab said was what he already knew.
It was late. Envy had spent the entire day there and was now walking his way up the dock to the ship. He paused before stepping on the docking plank the south wind beating at his back, the night air chilly. Something wasn't allowing him to return to the sihp. He tilted his glance to take a look behind him, his green eyes fierce in fear of the old 'pull.' Instead of the dock of which he just crossed there was darkness that stretched into nothing. He sucked in the panic that started to grow in his chest and turned his gaze forward.
The ship was gone too. He was now standing in a world with no light except for one glimmering blade that flickered gold infront of him. The weilder of that blade was a broad man with spiked black hair and a grin that would send chills down Hell itself. Envy's chest was about to burst. The man stared back at Envy with the same eyes.
The man's grin cracked. "Hello, Kratos--"
"Envy?"
Envy finally blinked when he heard the sound of the woman's voice. The dock was back under his feet and the ship tapped gently against it's wood as if it never left. He had been standing there, a step away from coming back on board staring off as if in a trance. He tilted his head away from Lust who stood at the railing and let all the anxiety in his chest out in a sigh. He felt hot. But he managed to regain his composure and walk up onto the deck. By the tear streaks on Lust's face he knew she had been crying, a lot.
"Has Pride been picking on you again?" He gave a small jokingly smile.
((o.o Hope that's okay. =3 He has to be his Brotherly self. xD))
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| Posted On: 01/09/2007 At: 11:06:07 PM | | | Reply Link |
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~~Lust~~
She had finally come out of her room, deciding it was best not to be shut up all day like that. They had finally docked and were looking at something more than water for once in a long time. Lust had tried to brush the tears away and make them stop, but they wouldn't, so finally she just let them go. They slid down her cheeks and dripped off of her chin, adding to the sea that she had her gaze cemented on. She had changed her shirt and washed up before coming out again though. The shirt that the man had ripped dangled from her hand as she was going to drop it into the water. She couldn't be mad at Pride anymore, she knew that now. Teasing was nothing compared to what happened earlier, and he had saved her. It probably meant nothing, after all, it was a captains duty to save his crew, right?
Lust turned away from the sea when she heard footsteps on the plank and a small smile appeared on her lips. It was Envy, but he just stood there, and he seemed to be lost in his own thoughts and somewhat scared. "Envy?" Lust called, breaking him from his trance. She moved her gaze back on the water when Envy asked if it was Pride that made her cry. "You know I'd never cry because of him, it's just teasing. Something else happened in the town. But it's nothing you should worry yourself over, Pride has taken care of the problem." Lust stared at the ripped shirt moving it back and forth before finally dropping it into the water. She looked up at Envy, wiping her eyes on the back of her hands, "so what have you been doing?" She said, changing the subject quickly.
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Wanted-
Goes by the name of: Greed
Age: 22
Gender: male
Appearance: http://www.yueying.net/dw/_imgs/small/zhang_he.jpg
Weapons: Rapier, pistol, flash powder also uses brass knuckels with short knives on the ends.
History: Trained to be a spy for his village militia the young boy was often forced to wear disguises and commit terrible acts to gain vital information, but the military had kept it's promise and paid him very well, though the boy found it rather difficult to spend the money on his family, when he could instead by prettier clothes, or more exuberant disguises or gems. When his family noticed where the money was going and confronted him he angrily slaughtered them, taking his three sister's possesions as well and leaving the village before anyone could find out. Learning how to fight form the streets and his random encounters with those he'd helped befor ein his village he developed a very elusive style to display his elegance, his eyes always glittering for other's earthly possesions.
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*Greed*
It had been some time since he'd been on the ship's track, but something told him they'd be here, this time, maybe.
Strolling into town, a lavender cheongsam echoing his shapely figure, he acted as though he were a prince, or nobility of a ranking far beyond that even.
A golden crown-like decoration held his auburn locks, his chesnut horse, decorated with his collected possesions, glittering in the sunlight even more brillantly then himself, and sadly fitting him righ tin with the collected throng.
Weaving between the crowds he headed towards the docks to make sure of his suspicions, praying to whatever deity might still hold favor in him that his friends had not abandoned all hope in him.
Slender hands were soon becoming heavy with turquoise trinkets he'd snatched from admiring ladies that had passed him by, his thievery so expert they were still trying to show off their three pound necklaces which were vanished under their noses.
When seeing the landmark he knew so well the giddy man nearly cried for joy, but refrained from doing so, as that would look undignified, but still he grinned gayily?
Then, he picked out two distinct figures, a female and...Envy?
Glancing at his things he narrowed his gaze, a memory of one of those screeching brats pulling his flowing hair and begging him to share, he wasn't SHARING MOOOOMMMYYYYY!!! (memory of childhood obviously)
Nearly losing it he clenched his hands, blades whipping forward on their oiled axis to his knuckles, drawing a deep breath, he soothed himself back into that cool, collected, masked physique he kept so well, replaced the blades to their locked poistions and tied his horse up whilst making his way to the docking plank, his shoes making very faint ticking noises on the planks.
"Lust darling is that you?" he purred silkily.
(okay sorry it's sorta lame I'm having abad writing day)
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**Pride**
Pride dragged the body of the headless assailant to the dock and dumped it over. There was the ship, and his crew, but for now, he only wanted his pain and depression keeping him company. He walked around for a bit, then walked into a tavern and sat down. Or rather, he walked under the tarp of the liquor stall in the market place and sat on the rug.
"I'll have the largest whatever the hell you've got."
"Yes sir. Good lord man, you are cut to ribbons!"
Pride looked at himself, and found he was bleeding in no less than twenty places.
"Make it two of the largest whatever the hell you've got."
The man brought forth two large jars of liquor. Pride took a rag out of his pocket, and soaked it in the liquor, and began rubbing it on his wounds.
"That looks like it hurts, Pride."
"You have no idea- How the bugger do you know who I am?"
"Captain Light-Blades sends his regards." The man pulled a dagger from within the folds of his turban and lunged at Pride. Pride got up quickly, grabbed the man by his wrist, and flung him backwards.
"What the devil is your problem?"
The man remained silent, choosing to respond with another lunge, this time striking true and piercing Pride's leg. However, the momentum from his stab sent him careening forward. Angered, Pride pulled the knife from his leg, and drew his pistol. As the man drew another knife and charged again, he had a head-on collision with a musketball.
"Damn mercenaries... That completely ruined my drink..."
Pride walked over to the corpse and rummaged through the man's things until he found a large coin purse.
"Relax, you're not going to need it where you're going. No, don't get up."
Pride shook the bag and guessed its contents.
"Five hundred pounds… Jack, you disappoint me."
Pride put his hands in his pockets and walked the dirt road back to the dock, where he walked by Lust, Envy, and Greed. Lust looked up, and their eyes met for a moment, then Pride pushed past them and walked the gangplank up to the ship. He walked into his room and shut the door, locking it behind him. His parakeet flew across the room, and landed on his shoulder.
" Hello Sparrow! Don't tell me Jack's hired you too?"
The bird merely chirped happily on his shoulder. Pride took a bottle of rum from his desk drawer, opened it, and drained it. He stumbled to his bed and laid down on it, then drifted into unconsciousness…
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~~Lust~~
She grinned at Greed and ran to hug him, "Greed! Have you come to sail with us again?!" She asked. Lust stepped away from him just in time to match her eyes to Prides, before he walked away. She gasped, seeing how cut up he was, she hadn't noticed before. "Excuse me, my loves," Lust said in her usual attitude, and followed Pride down into his room. The door was locked, she sighed, more work. Lust easily and quietly picked the lock to his room and the door swung open. She caught it before it slammed against the wall, seeing that Pride was asleep.
Lust slipped off the cloak that she was still wearing and covered him with it. Then she sat down at his desk and began to write him a letter for when he woke up. It wasn't long, but it got to the point:
Pride,
...Thank you so much for saving me. I think that speaks for an apology for calling me a whore and saying that I eat to much. You're a good captain. You're cut up pretty badly, when you wake up, come find me. I'll stitch your wounds and clean you up. I owe you my life Pride, thank you again.
Truly Loved By,
Lust
She left the letter on the desk, knowing he would find it. Then she exited his room, closing the door very quietly, so there was a very small click. Lust returned to the deck and smiled. "So mates, how about a drink?"
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*Greed*
Replacing a strand of hair he eyed the girl's prancing off after the captain as rather adorable, though distasteful all the same, he'd never done well with relationships, people always claimed he wasn't giving enough.
When she returned he was rather grateful, as his companion didn't speak a word, apparently caught in a daydream, though Greed did attempt a little one sided small talk with Envy.
Lust's offer of alcohol thrilled the newcomer greatly.
"Darling I'm famished!"
he exuberantly cheered, tossing a hand to his forhead dramatically as if to fine tune his point.
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~~Lust~~
"Fabulous!" Lust cried, clapping her hands together. She linked her arms with Envy and Greed, then skipped off the ship. Lust had been to Sri Lanka before once with Pride when she had first joined up with him. She still knew where everything was. In her line of work, memorizing cities was very handy. She pulled them to a large tent with a rug to keep people from sitting on the dusty ground. A man came over and knelt down next to them, asking what they'd like to drink. "Oh, I'm feeling adventurous! How about your finest wine!" That was all that Sri Lanka usually had.
"We had a British Trade Ship here a few days ago. If you'd like, I can get you something stronger?" He asked, speaking rough English. Lust grinned, "fantastic!! Whiskey for me then please! Bring the bottle! And whatever these fine gents want!"
After the man had brought their drinks, Lust gulped down one glass before a completely different man came over and knelt down beside her. The man was dressed very finely, in silks trimmed with gold. Just Lusts type. But as he whispered something to her, she scowled, "oh bugger off already!! I'm in no mood to deal with men such as yourself!" This was the first time she had ever turned down an obviously very wealthy man. He frowned angrily and mumbled something before stalking out of the tent. "Empty threat! " Lust said, and took a drink of her second glass of whiskey. What the expressions of her commrades were, she didn't know, because she was staring at the drink in her glass.
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*Greed*
As his comrade turned down the welathy stranger, the other finely dressed male nearly cried out, willing to sleep with him if it would get him that fabulous coat.
But alas the stranger stomped off, leaving Greed to his own drink, one bright green in colour and effervescently herbal in smell and taste.
Taking a sip of the molten fire he sighed.
"Might I ask, or is this one of those, "girl things" that women always talk to me about?"
Sipping again he sighed, his throat alraady sizzling at the touch of the liquid fire.
Eyeing his own lilac sleeve he wondered if he could "barter" off a few of these rugs before they left port, certaintly they would be a fine addition to any home, lest he had one.
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OOC: Do you still need a sloth?
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| Posted On: 02/26/2007 At: 11:12:39 PM | | | Reply Link |
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((I'm baaaaaack. <<))
:: Envy ::
Envy stared into his now empty class, listening to Greed and Lust converse. He was immensely on guard, his sword hand twitching everytime someone brushed too closely to him. Envy felt like he had a sword to his throat and one wrong move would send him to his death. But why was he feeling this way? Everyone around him was laughing and having a good time. Even his own crewmates. Why is it that Envy cannot find peace within himself, even it was only for a minute.
He laced his fingers together and rested his forehead against them, trying to drown out the fell of death that hovered at his heels.
((Oy, if you don't mind, I wanna introduce Envy's brother.))
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