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Post by aiyanna on Dec 30, 2012 23:27:55 GMT -5
“You say that, but pirates always say one thing and mean another.” Aiyanna kept her eyes on the pirate as she pushed Tiger lilly toward the path, “Princess, you head home, your father is very upset.” She wanted to make sure that the pirate didn’t follow Lilly and cause any trouble. Lilly didn’t like being bossed around but she knew better then to argue with Aiyanna about things like this.
Once Lilly was out of sight Aiyanna felt a little better. Now she had to figure out what to do about this pirate. She didn’t want to risk going home just to have him follow her and hurt someone in the village. So for now she would play his little game be nice…well, as nice as she could be to a pirate anyway. “you are lucky it had been the princess to run into you and not one of the others in the village. The chief has a very strict ‘kill pirates’ rule.” She said as she crossed her arms, still trying to decide if he was worth trusting. perhaps it had been his looks to save him. He was incredibly good looking and tiger lilly was a little boy crazy these days. “what did you say your name was again?”
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Post by dimitri on Mar 8, 2013 13:43:59 GMT -5
Dinitri wasn't shocked when she said that she didn't trust him. It was always the same way with the locals. They always hated the pirates and they didn't seem to think that they could change. "Now whats to say that there is someone who isn't fond of being a pirate and they just want an escape?" He asked her. He hated that she thought the same as everyone else, but then again indians always had the same ideals as their leader, and alas they thought all pirates were bad.
Dimitri shrugged in a verry nonchalant way, and he didn't really care what happened to him. He was tired of the judgments and he was just hoping that someone would see him for what he was. He might be called a pirate, but at heart he was nothing of the sort. "Kill me or don't, it doesn't matter much to me. I can hold my own." He told the little indian girl. He could tell she had a spark in her that he knew made her feistey. He liked fistey. "The Name's Dimitri." He told her with a wide sweeping bow. He was just playing around, but he wondered what she would think of it.
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