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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 200; height: 280; overflow: auto; width: 200px; height: 280px][font=times new roman][color=white] ic~ "Shall I prepare stations 1-3 for battle, miss?" Jack asked. ooc~ |
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width: 200; height: 280; overflow: auto; width: 200px; height: 280px][font=times new roman][color=white] ic~ Jack nodded curtly, before stepping away to the battle stations. "All right men, load up the cannons!" He called. ooc~ |
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Blazestrike purred, glancing around. His eyes settled on a blue tabby she cat, a former kittypet as well. She'd chosen to keep her old name. Gabby. He blushed when she noticed his staring.
Henry chuckled at the young cats, and walked towards Sorrelfall.
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The young cats eyes met, and Blazestrike blushed.
Henry mewed a hello to her.
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Jack placed a firm hand on the barrel of the cannon, than began swabbing it. He removed his hands, stepped back and let the men prepare for fire.
"One... Two... Three... Aim... FIRE!" He declared. His dark skin glistened with sweat. The hot yellow sun beat down on his skin like the heat of the weapons and powder.
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OOC: Plot ideas? Is this a romance?
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Henry dipped his head in a nod.
"Do you know where Sorrelfall is?" He asked before she left.
The black speckled tom waited anxiously for a reply. He wanted to talk with her desperately.
I haven't seen her all day.
Blazestrike took a deep breath. He had found the courage to go talk to her. He took a few timid steps, feeling as though his paws were heavy stones. But soon he found it wasn't so bad, and he walked freely towards her.
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OOC: Kay. I'll try to make him more romantic :P
IC- Jack repeated these steps until all the cannons had been loaded and fired.
"You know the drill." He called out, ignoring a couple grumbles from the Wasters of the ship. The Wasters were a group you could find on practically any ship with a big enough crew. They were lazy, and they were bullies. And apparently, they were racist too considering the shouts they were calling at him.
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He nodded his head and followed her directions. "Sorrelfall?" He called.
Blazestrike mewed a hello.
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He could hear the murmuring stop. He hated the idea that he might need help, simply because of his old life, however he nodded his head in thanks to her.
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Jack manages to smile at her as he returns to his duties.
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He looked shocked, and rushed over to see if he could help.
"Are you alright?" He asked, very worried.
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He heard gunfire shooting at them.
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He looked relieved that it wasn't worse. "Need any help?"
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Ready :) Do you have any bios we can use for our characters?
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"I just wanted to talk to you about something that's been really bothering me." He trailed off, feeling a bit awkward.
Tigerstripe looked surprised to see her. "Hello princess."
could you rp blazestrike's possible mate?
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The heat of the flames, though not pointed at him were still deafening in their heat. He was glad that they were so hot, so they could cover the blush that was forming on his cheeks.
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Oh no, it's my fault for not having one. I'm just super bad at making them. No worries. My fault.
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I'm just losing muse. Sorry, I guess I just felt ignored, and than I forgot about the thread. 
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"I think my s-sister might still be alive." He whispered.
Tigerstripe blushed modestly, for what must have been the first time, considered how full of himself he could be.
"Hi Gabby."