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Post by faith on Jan 26, 2008 14:52:36 GMT
OPEN ; ;
It was another one of those days. The pirates were taking it easy yet again, drinking and being jolly back on ship. Stephie wasn't really in the mood for any of that however, and she'd gone for a walk. After a while or so, she'd ended up on the Six Brothers cliff, just a little unsure how she got there. Her legs had just carried her on up.
Sitting down on the cliff edge, she moved her hands over the grassy verge, looking out at neverland. Stephie loved being here, she would never think of trying to get back home. Too much 'grow up Stephie' or 'act like an adult!'. She was happy being a teenager, thank you very much. Letting a soft sigh escape her lips, she drew her sword from it's holder and dropped it down beside her, freeing her from the burden.
As she looked around, the Pirate ship caught her eye. There were obvious signs of laughing, dancing and other merryment aboard the ship, something she wanted to avoid. In all honesty, Stephie was starting to feel... lonely. And none of the pirates were exactly the type of people she'd class as a friend.
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Post by Saphia Newheart on Jan 29, 2008 16:08:33 GMT
Saphia looked up at the Six Brothers cliff and a small smile decorated her pretty face. It was here where she first ended up when she had ran away. This was where Peter found her and took her to her real home. She had never felt really at home until she had come here. Noone could change that. But recently it had been getting to her. She was a sixteen year old girl, and already had the lives and belief of so many children in her hands. Stressful was not the word.
Suddenly, she kicked off the ground and floated upwards and into the sky. The wind blew her bouncing hair wildly, until she had reached the top of the cliffs. She rolled her eyes and groaned. "You again.."
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Post by faith on Jan 29, 2008 19:30:14 GMT
Stephie had fallen in love with the cliff top, it's views and it's silence. She loved the way the wind played around with her hair and the way you could see almost the whole of Neverland from up there. Everything was silent, peaceful and beautiful. Well, untill that Lost Kid appeared again. Why was it that every time Stephie fancied a little quiet time to herself, no fighting, drinking, training, pirates, pixies or anything, this kid kept turning up!?
Not bothering to look up, she let her eyes rest on the mermaid lagoon not far from her, before speaking to Saphia, although only half interested. "Problem love?" She asked, running her hands once again through the grass.
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Post by Saphia Newheart on Jan 30, 2008 17:05:22 GMT
Saphia looked down on the pirate, as she hovered over the edge of the cliff. The tips of her shoes only just touched the stoney wall. "Shouldn't you be off getting drunk somewhere? Killing innoccent children? Maybe a few Indians? Slaughtering fairies..." she said in her sarcastic tone. She folded her arms across her chest, but letting one pale hand rest on the sword handle. Best to be prepared around these 'people'. The long white scar along her stomach reminded her everytime she washed.
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