Board and Broadsides ---> In Port (Open for Forms)

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Re: Board and Broadsides ---> In Port (Open for Forms)

Postby Scar » Mon Mar 14, 2016 11:52 pm

(( I... I'm going to try... ))


______ɴᴀᴠʏ ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ, Eᴢʀᴀ Nᴇʜᴇᴍɪᴀʜ
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_._『 30 years 』『 Male 』『 tag: xxx 』
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________❝sʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ❞
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Eyes darting to and fro, arms crossed stiffly as he paced about, making sure work was being done. Biting his tongue on occasion and trying to remain level-headed when in the presence of pirates. 'Lowly no-gooders' he thought, seething. His pride was slowly beginning to take over his head, bring up with it multiple scenarios and scenes that would prove embarrassing and dishonorable. He refused to be made a fool of, and made it a mental goal to remain the better man as well as keep his men in check; he wasn't going to allow any gossip talk of pirates being better them his crew.

A sharp grimace escaped him, jerking suddenly as a hand reached in reaction to a sharp pain on his ear. Mildly confused at first upon feeling the small, scaly body of his little companion there by his ear. Taken back upon this shocking realization, Jewel perched herself on his hand that he pulled before him, glaring hardly at him. With how long she had been with him, she could sense the hot air of pride radiating from his head and was determined to nip it in the bud as soon as she could.
Furrowing his brow, Ezra said nothing but once more placed the little Rune on his hat where she peered blinklessly over the edge. Shortly upon him as to make her point known before slowly focusing her attention elsewhere. A heavy, nearly non-existent sigh slipped by him as he reorganized his thoughts and what he should be focusing on.

Folding his hands behind his back, he proceeded his duty of making sure things where being properly done. Sparing a glance to the opening of the sails which always seemed to give him a feeling of swelling pride in his chest, even a fleeting smirk graced his lips for a time before returning to their per usual frown.
"Hmph," a rather annoyed look then consumed his facial features, as he faltered in his walking,"where is that Lieutenant, I need reports." Eyes of different colors darted from side to side, displaying that his patience was growing thin. Not at all helped by the fiasco of moments before with the fire.


______ᴘɪʀᴀᴛᴇ ɴᴀᴠɪɢᴀᴛᴏʀ, Jᴏᴇʟ Sᴛʀɪx
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.__『 30 years 』『 Male 』『 tag: xxx 』
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__-_______❝ʟᴇᴛ`s ᴅᴏ ᴛʜɪs ᴏɴᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ❞
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Leaning against a wall of cargo he helped haul below deck, Joel took a few second breather as to catch his bearings. Sharing a cracker of sorts with the eager Serval kit on his shoulders, reflecting on the events that have already taken place that day. "Could it get anymore excitin'?" he said. Amusement and small laughter echoing in his words as he watched Dolly munch loudly on her snack.

He then smirked, brushing some straying locks of hair from his face, entertained by how eventful today had turned out to be. Eye-patched flipped and facing skyward at a slanted angle, revealing a fully operable eye, that by nature, wasn't identical to its sibling. "Wonder what else may possibly be in store." he gave a toothy grin that dazzled in anticipation, looking to Dolly who couldn't really care less as long as she was fed.

"Well, time to see if there's anythin' else I can assist with." Joel muttered, rolling his stiffing shoulders. "Behave yeselves," he shook a finger at the crates, soon after pointing it at one in particular," especially ye, Danny." With a twirl of his feet, Joel started walking in no specific direction. Keeping his ears open for anybody that may wish for his help.


__sᴡᴏʀᴅsᴍᴀɴ/ʙʟᴀᴄᴋsᴍɪᴛʜ, Dɪᴍɪᴛʀɪ Nɪʟᴇs
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_._『 24 years 』『 Male 』『 tag: xxx 』
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______❝ɴᴏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴡᴀɴᴛs ᴛᴏ ᴘᴀʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀsᴋɪɴɢ ᴘʀɪᴄᴇ❞
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Chewing on some dead skin that lined his bottom lip, Dimitri watched in disinterest of the busy folk that ran about the ship in haste of setting sail. Standing stationary as he held the strap of a large bag over his shoulder, hilts of a good number of swords poking out of the top of the bag. The finished products for some buyer who requested them in Alabaster City.
"I have a great feeling about this." he then said out of the blue upon finishing his examination of his surroundings, a twisted smirk creased his lips as the wind teased his blonde hair. 'I can sense it as well,' a somewhat maturing voice swept through the swordsman mind,'it is such an overpowering feeling, wonder what may be in store.' A fairly young Direwolf displaying multi-colored fur ranging from dark tan to a creamy tan, and blessed with a few mud-brown markings along his back, face, and forelegs. And let's not forget those sky-blue eyes that contrast greatly against his fur but not at all hinders his overall appearance.

"Exactly, Ezio." Dimitri spared the Dire a glance, and a flash of a grin before slowly walking. Ezio following suit with his dazzling eyes glued to the back of Dimitri's head, dual tails swaying leisurely side-to-side in restrained excitement. Meanwhile, while the aura of bubbliness seemingly radiated off the man and his bonded Direwolf, a little winged creature remained comfortably perched on said man's shoulder. Watching cautiously of everyone around them, quiet and calm, the Humming Bumble respectfully dubbed as Missy judged with a fair eye. Not at all risking the chance of anybody mistreating her bonded partner.
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