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Post by Captain Morgan Barbossa on Aug 20, 2003 13:19:26 GMT -5
Ahoy, and welcome ta the finest gift shop in the Seven Seas! Isla DeMuerta be loaded with treasure just dyin' ta find a good 'ome. So I be offerin' ye the chance ta buy some of me loot, at a reasonable price, o' course. If'n ye need a ring fer yer bonnie lass, or a new feather fer yer 'at, we 'ave it 'ere!
So...what can I do fer ye?
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Aug 21, 2003 16:06:38 GMT -5
:eyes Barbossa' hat with a wild grin and scampers out before Barbossa can reach for his gun:
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Post by Captain Morgan Barbossa on Aug 21, 2003 23:07:16 GMT -5
 NOT FOR SALE!!!!!
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Aug 22, 2003 16:55:16 GMT -5
:is blown out of door by force of Barobossa's shout and grumbles outside a minute:
:then gets back up, walks in, nicks hat and scampers for life:
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Post by Captain Morgan Barbossa on Aug 25, 2003 22:25:13 GMT -5
:: Pokes Jack with flaming sword and laughs evilly as he leaves. Then he goes back to the counter and smiles, waiting for a real customer to arrive::
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Post by Saber & Kat Tompson on Aug 26, 2003 19:06:02 GMT -5
Saber strides into the gift shop a new hat upon her head. Its black with one side turned up and has two plumes one black and one blue. She goes up to the counter and smiles at Barbossa then she takes off her hat and puts it on the counter. "Well Barbossa I was wonderin' if in this little fancy shop youve got, if ya might have a white plume about ya? The ones where I got these were no good." she says pointing to the ones already in her hat. "I have money ta pay, so dont you worry." she said with a grin.
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Post by Captain Morgan Barbossa on Aug 26, 2003 20:28:52 GMT -5
"Ahh, 'ello there, lass, an' welcome ta me fine shop. Now, what can I do fer ye? ...A white plume, ye say? Eh, what be wrong with the ones ye got there?! Arg..." ::Grumbling, Barbossa stepped toward the ack of his store, always keeping a suspicious eye on the girl at the counter:: "Women...." ::He picked up a tattered black hat, removed it from the skull it was attached to, and pulled out the white feather from the brim. He carried it back to the counter where Saber was waiting:: "Aye, 'ere be yer feather, lassie. Now, what 'ave ye ta trade me fer it..?"
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Post by Saber & Kat Tompson on Aug 27, 2003 0:04:13 GMT -5
"Oh nothin's wrong with these, just want another one thats all." Saber noted that he watched her with suspition. "Well he has a right to...I did seem to come back from the dead last time we saw each other." Barbossa came back with the plume "What do I have to trade for it? Hmmm...."Saber flicked her wrist and a knife was in her hand. "Picked this up last battle I had. Nice little thing aint it? But I have no use for it, I have too many as it is." She grinned "Course I realize that the knife is worth more than the feather, but heres your chance to gain. What do ya say, deal?" she slaped the blade down on the counter and held out her hand.
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Post by Captain Morgan Barbossa on Aug 28, 2003 1:01:09 GMT -5
::Barbossa picks up the knife and examines it carefully. After a few moments, he set it back down:: "Aye, 'tis a nice blade lass. I be willin' ta trade ye fer it. Here be yer feather...Now be gone with ye!" ::He handed Saber the plume, and returned to study his new treasure. The girl was a real fool for trading this away, as it appeared to be a very valuable blade from the West Indies. Ah, well. Her loss, he thought with a grin::
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Post by Saber & Kat Tompson on Aug 28, 2003 1:25:26 GMT -5
Saber was a bit put off by Barbossas curt reply. "Be gone with ye" she says under her breath in a perfect imitation of his voice. She put the plume in her hat and the hat upon her head. Barbossa turned his back as Saber made her way out of the store, but she had caught a glimps of his face. Written all over it was one thing, that he thought her a fool. "Well we will just have to change that wont we." she said to herself. As she walked out the door, she realived Barbossa's shop of a very fine pistol with silver in the handle. "Hmmmmm, might be wantin' to use this later on." she walked out of the shop whistling to herself. Barbossa's back still turned.
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Post by Sarah Fleming on Aug 28, 2003 17:18:53 GMT -5
Sarah walked into the shop with a hat on her head, it shadowed her face just enough so that you couldn't see who it was. Her hair was in a bun and she was wearing a blouse, breeches, tall boots, and one glove over her right hand. To hide anything that might..be there (the rose). Umm...I was wondering if I could have a knife, about She glanced down at her boots, estimating how tall they were. Six inches, the whole thing. And sheath and something show I can sew the sheath into my...umm...so I can sew the sheath to something. Sarah was sure her English accent and use of proper English would give away she wasn't a pirate, but she didn't say anything about it. And I would like it fast, I am in a hurry! Sarah despised this island and wanted to get away as soon as possible. She also didn't want her boat to be stolen.
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Post by Emma Hawkins/Rick MacKinnon on Aug 28, 2003 20:46:32 GMT -5
Emma clambered onto the rocky shores.She spat to get the salty taste out of her mouth..."I swear I'll get a ship of my own," she muttered,"Stowing away is getting to be harder than work would be."She patted down her sides and was dismayed to realize that they had stolen all of her knives and pistols,even her sword.She grinned,pulling a pocketful of jewelry out and surveying it...at least she hadn't left without anything.For around an hour,she wandered the island,until she found the gift shop."Hey,mate!"She said,leaning on a table,"What've ye got in the way of weapons?"
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Post by Sarah Fleming on Aug 28, 2003 21:07:35 GMT -5
Sarah looked up as Carrie came in. Sarah hid in the corners, not wanting Carrie to see her. Carrie looked like a pirate and wasn't sure wheather or not Sarah should...'cross blades' with her. Sarah hoped Barbossa would hurry, she didn't want to see the next pirate to come in.
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Post by Victoria Brighton on Aug 29, 2003 20:06:32 GMT -5
*Tobbs strolled inside the ickle gift shop, viewing the items cheerfully. Her eyes fell upon the perfect ickle thing, and a grin burst out as she picked up and huggled a stuffed animal toy of Jack the Monkey! Approaching the counter, she grinned innocently*
I'd like to buy this fuzzy wittle cute ickle monkey, since the real one seems taken...!
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Post by Captain Morgan Barbossa on Aug 30, 2003 0:17:43 GMT -5
::Barbossa set down his knife when he heard a clatter out in his shop. Stepping out of the cave, he saw three ladies standing there, handling his merchandise and stinking up the air with their perfume. Seeing a mysterious girl in the corner, he called her to the counter:: "Ah, what can I do fer ye, lass? A knife, eh? And a sheath ta go with it? I'll, erm, see what I got in the back o' the store..." ::Barbossa slipped back into the cave and grabbed the knife Saber had traded him. It was just under six inches long, as the lady had asked. He rummaged through a chest until he came across the perfect sheath for the blade. He returned to the counter:: "Here ye are lass. Mind ye, this be a mighty fine dagger. Ye sure ye can afford it...? What be ye willin' ta trade?"
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Jack the Crunchy Monkey
