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Post by NILA DE CHIEL on Mar 17, 2012 0:07:30 GMT -5
 A young teenage girl stood near the dock; a boat had just arrived and passengers had already gotten off. The young girl had stowed away on the boat after finding it docked on a strange island. No one had been on board so she had snuck on and hid in one of the storage areas on the boat. She stood there looking around, the place had people walking around though none seemed to pay her any mind though she would stick out like a sore thumb. Especially with her bright silver blue hair and the attire she wore; it was much too majestic for this place. She had something carried on her back that was wrapped in a dark blue cloth. The object seemed quite heavy, though it wasn't apparent that she was struggling to carry it.
Almost a bit confidently she stepped forward away from the docks, much like she might have owned the place. She walked past a few people, her head turning left and right as she figured out which direction to go. She also had a small bag draped across her chest which carried her items though they were few. A few people caught glances at her, some didn't notice her due to her size since she seemed much shorter than most of the people here. They all seemed to be wearing dark clothing, a contrast to her white and blue outfit that seemed to cost a lot. As she looked one direction she bumped into someone; stepping backwards some she raised her head to look up at who she had bumped into.
"Sorry sir.." she said in a ever so sweet voice.
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Post by MORGAN BLACK on Mar 17, 2012 1:24:11 GMT -5
There Morgan stood, finishing up his business with someone. The person had walked away, and Morgan was about to do the same when he felt a small push that felt like someone small had bumped into him. Morgan turned slowly and looked to see who it was. It was a cute little girl. What she was doing out here with all these men, who know. Morgan looked down to her, giving her a small smile though, to reassure her he was not threatening nor was he upset. He took her in completely, wondering just what it was she had on her back as well.
"No no, it's quite alright. You're not hurt are you? Are you lost?"
Morgan asked with a bit of concern in his tone. Someone as young as she could be abducted, or worse, killed. She needed to be careful. Morgan knew all to well what could happen. He was a pirate, and saw much of this stuff go down. However, he was not as sadistic as others, and actually had a conscience, well half the time anyway.
"May I ask your name?"
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Post by NILA DE CHIEL on Mar 18, 2012 0:22:56 GMT -5
 The girl looked up at the person who she had bumped into; he towered over her by about one foot though he seemed much taller than that. She saw the man's smile and slightly smiled back as well, a bit awed by his size as well as his appearance. He asked if she was hurt or lost. She slowly shook her head saying, "No, I'm fine, Mister. her voice was sweet, innocent and genuine. Her eyes looked around however, they soon returned to the man as she leaned her head back some to be able to look up at his face. Her eyes were a bit wide and she had a sweet look on her face.
He then asked her what her name was. She seemed to shy up a bit as she looked down for a moment, fiddling with her fingers. "Uh, well my father said not to talk to strangers.. and especially to give out my name," she said to him then flashed him the most brilliant and innocent smile. "But.. could you tell me where I am?" she asked him as she looked around. It wasn't that was lost exactly, per say but she didn't really know where she was. Nor did she have a clue where she was going, so how could you be lost when you didn't know where you were going. She adjusted the strap across her chest, pulling it tight against her like she wanted to hold onto it and didn't want it to be stolen.
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Post by MORGAN BLACK on Mar 18, 2012 21:26:39 GMT -5
"I see, a cautious little girl you are. That's fine, it's smart not to give information away."
Morgan looked at her, wondering why she was there and how come she was alone. She was a sweet young little thing. It would be a shame if something happened to her. More so, when he saw her fixing the item with the strap on her chest, it made him curious as to what it was since it seemed it was important.
"You're in Loguetown in the east blue. If you need any help getting anywhere, just let me know alright? I'll try and help you if I can... May I ask thought, what is that on your back? You seem to want to protect it."
Morgan was in no one threatening with the little girl, and did not seem interested in stealing her item, only in knowing what it was. He was trying to be as friendly as possible.
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Post by NILA DE CHIEL on Mar 19, 2012 21:14:49 GMT -5
 The girl didn't speak as the man mentioned that she seemed to be cautious and that it was smart to not just give information out. She stood there still holding onto the strap, her eyes had drifted a bit away from the man as she continued to look around a bit. Turning her head slightly she took in the area around her. However, when he told her where she was she looked back up at him with her large blue orbs. "East blue already.. eh," she said out loud to herself as she loosened her hands on the strap and placed a finger underneath her chin for a moment before glancing back at the object that was upon her as the man inquired about it. "I-its something dear to my heart, Sir" she explained then seemed to look down for a moment but soon looked back up at the man again. She seemed a bit reluctant to explain further about it though.
Nila didn't know much about the areas surrounding the West Blue, where her home Illusia was. So she wouldn't know much about where Loguetown was or that it was dangerous for her to be here and that this man before her might be a pirate. Sure, she'd heard about them but perhaps was maybe a bit more intrigued by them than afraid of them. "So.. Mister, what are you?" she asked him. He didn't seem well dressed, though there was the occasional not so well dressed people that she saw on the streets in Illusia but other than that they tended to wear fancy garments. Her eyes then lit up, "A-are you a pirate!?" she asked him rather enthusiastically. Her eyes beamed up at him.
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Post by MORGAN BLACK on Mar 20, 2012 6:40:51 GMT -5
Morgan nodded when he realized it was something she held dear. He still wondered what it was, but it was obvious she would not divulge what it was. Morgan simply gave up on trying to find out what it was for now. Instead, he would offer the girl a place to go for the time being, since she was young.
Well he was going to, until she asked him what he was. Morgan chuckled and shrugged, before crouching down then leaning over to whisper in her ear after she exclaimed excitement.
"Yes, I am... But you don't need to go shouting it, there might be bounty hunters or marines around and I could get into trouble..."
Morgan reached up to ruffle up her hair lightly before smiling and motioning with his head a bit.
"Do you have somewhere to go? If not, I can provide shelter for the time being. It's along the beach so it's a nice hiding place"
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Post by NILA DE CHIEL on Mar 21, 2012 19:18:53 GMT -5
 She looked up at the man, her eyes still big and wide as they peered up at the man. Her eyes were so innocent and naive, so pure. The man crouched down to her level, so she got a better look at him as he whispered in her ear. He told her that he was indeed a pirate and she smiled at the man, trying to control her enthusiasm. She placed a finger to her mouth showing him that she would be quite about it so that no one would know that he was indeed a pirate. "My mouth is sealed, Sir.." she said a bit quietly to him, then winked towards him. "Our secret?" she added after the man had ruffled her hair some, causing her to pat down her hair a bit to make sure that it wasn't sticking up or anything.
She shook her head lightly as he asked her if she had somewhere to go or stay. He then offered her a place to stay, some shelter by the beach. She seemed hesitant for a moment placing her hands back onto the strap that was across her chest not in wanting to protect it from him but feeling a bit of uncertainty towards him. "Uh-uh.. I'm not sure, Sir. I don't know you awfully that much.. " she half-mumbled looking down. But, in the back of her mind she saw an adventure and the beach seemed like an nice place to be. Being sheltered in Illusia she had never visited a real beach before. The closest she had come was to a playground that was made of sand that was near the park that her mother and her used to go to.
As she continued to look down, she started to cry. Not the whole sobbing thing, but because of the memories that she was remembering it caused her eyes to start to drip tears from the corners of her eyes. Suddenly she stepped towards the man and wrapped her arms around his body some, clinging as she started to sniffle unable to hold back the tears. She then realized what she had done and stepped back, wiping the tears from her cheeks and eyes with her gloved hand. "..T-the beach sounds nice, Sir."
[/color] she finally said as she looked up at him, a hint of tears still in the corners of her eyes and dried tears upon her cheeks.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify] |
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