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Post by Deleted on Apr 8, 2015 13:06:29 GMT -6
"Quite able, not willing. I have seen enough blood."
He would start down the steps, ready for them to make port. It was time for him to get going. Still, he appreciated the woman helping and chatting with him. Not only that but at least giving him some fresh air before the island took him captive again. He looked toward the dock. Were there people waiting to take him into custody?
OOC: I'll leave it up to you to see if he's jailed first.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 8, 2015 13:15:04 GMT -6
Tere nodded as she looked at him. "An understandable notion, fighting should always be the last action, but here... The fighting should be on your say not others." She looked back at the dock, the closer they got to it. People were waiting, but not for him. They were all the harbor workers that would help birth the Siren's Song. She had been met her first time here by her sister... Now she didn't know if she should take him to her or Melanie.
((Why don't we let the girls choose? Cause I don't know lol.))
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Post by Deleted on Apr 8, 2015 13:32:04 GMT -6
As they pulled into port, men came around the corner. Police or soldiers, he couldn't tell and didn't care. He knew what they were there for. He stepped of the ship as the plank was set, walking down with his hands in his pockets. Spears pointed his way- He would remove his hands and hold them out, as though this was a drill he had been through before. A man walked forward and re-shackled him, taking his shoulder roughly.
He would turn back to Tere, raising a tattooed hand and cupping it to his mouth.
"Perhaps you and your girls can come visit! Do svidaniya, Dame! (Goodbye, lady!)"
He'd laugh to himself, giving her a little salute as he was dragged away.
To his next adventure.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 8, 2015 13:43:40 GMT -6
Tere stood on the deck as the girls slowly went about setting the Song right for her rest. Watching the scene go down in front of her was a bit of a shock but not really surprising. He was a convicted criminal. She leaned against the railing and then smirked at his request. "Maybe if you're good!" she called out and then turned to go about the last of the tasks that had to be done before she could return to the retreat.
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