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Post by Rapunzel on Sept 11, 2011 15:04:02 GMT -5
Rapunzel scowled at Sinbad, and as Spike gave the man the satchel. It was probably only to be expected. She sighed, still offering the dog her hand. It wasn't his fault he was raised by this incompetent sexist jerk. But she stood up as Flynn offered to kill Sinbad, shooting glares in both directions. She rolled her eyes at the two men.
"You two are bickering like little boys!" she pointed out, idly wheeling the frying pan in her hand. It was clear she wouldn't move under her own power. She shifted her weight, her hair dangling.
She crossed her arms over her chest, her lip pouting. Her left hand still offered to the dog. She turned to Spike. "You don't want dese two men two hurt each other do woo?" she cooed, in the same voice, emerald eyes wide, blinking her long lashes. He was a smart dog, or so she thought, he'd been able to understand that he needed to get a tiara, maybe he had morals as well.
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Post by Flynn on Sept 11, 2011 15:08:29 GMT -5
''I have three reasons to believe it isn't yours. One, you stole it, Three, you stole it, four, you stole it.'' Flynn's voice sounded extremely sarcastic, and that was exactly how he ment it. ''So, you can just give it to me, or i'm going to take it from you.'' He said simply yet threatening. He held his hand close to his sword, just in case Sinbad would do something stupid. He completely ignored the blonde woman.
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Post by Sinbad on Sept 11, 2011 15:14:19 GMT -5
Sinbad smirked. "Ha! I would like to see you try pretty boy!" he said dangling the satchel in front of him almost like a taunting gesture. "Either way, i stole it from you, and if you steal it from me, we both know i will find a way to steal it back." he replied. "But if you want to fight over it then by all means i will fight."
Spike watched two men and rolled his eyes. Wagging his tail at Rapunzel, he shook his head almost as if understanding her. A loud bark came from him.
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Post by Rapunzel on Sept 11, 2011 15:20:09 GMT -5
Rapunzel gestured to the dog, "Even the dog is smarter than you two!" Not taking lightly to being ignored in the midst of stopping a fight, she stood between them, unable to block their view from one another because of her height, but she held her arms out, frying pan hand closest to the satchel. The other had her index finger raised, ticking in a 'no no' gesture towards Flynn.
She really hoped none of them would pull a sword on each other, that would be an awkward position for Rapunzel, but she had faith in the iron frying pan, maybe it wouldn't work on the tan man's hard head, but maybe the could shield her from swords. This started to seem a bit ridiculous, had she had her hair strewn out before her, she could have probably tied the two away from each other, but that would risk the two men attempting to cut her hair, and that frightened her.
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Post by Sinbad on Sept 11, 2011 18:33:23 GMT -5
Sinbad shook his head with a smirk. "Spike is one of the smartest dogs in the world but that doesn't mean he knows any better." he replied. "This is mine, i don't care if mr. fancy-pants pretty boy here wants it. I found, and stole it. Therefore. It is mine." he held the satchel in front of him and wrapped his arms around it. "it's mine!"
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Post by Flynn on Sept 12, 2011 0:16:56 GMT -5
Flynn smirked, he wasn't going to give up that easy. ''Step aside Blondie!'' He said, after all she was still blocking his way towards Sinbad. He simply grabbed his sword and carefully layed it on the frying pan, an eyebrow raised but the smirk never left his face, ''Hey! we don't care about your troubles, so you shouldn't be caring about ours'' He said as he looked right in her green eyes. ''Step aside, Blondie....'' He repeated the question, this time more calm.
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Post by Sinbad on Sept 12, 2011 0:31:49 GMT -5
Sinbad smirked, he wanted this fight to happen more than anyone. He had been dying for some action. Taking out his blades, he rested one in the ship before leaning on the hilt. This was going to be interesting. As long as they didn't destroy his ship he didn't care.
"Look Blondie, or whatever your name is. This here is a man's problem, why don't you just step aside and let us sort this out."
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Post by Rapunzel on Sept 12, 2011 0:37:41 GMT -5
"No." she said simply, the clang of the sword on her frying pan scared her, and she instantly flung it aggressively at the silver metal. Taking a step back, but staying in the middle of the two, she aimed the frying pan at each in turn. Turning her burning green glare to the man that had called her Blondie, not the tan one who's ship she was on, she responded.
"Well, I do!" she'd never felt braver, and she didn't know why. Well, actually she didn't feel brave, just scared enough to the adrenaline going. Than she wheeled around to the tan man. She snorted indignantly, "Well I'm not moving." she jutted out her bottom lip stubbornly. Without her teeth digging into it, her lip would have been quivering.
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Post by Sinbad on Sept 12, 2011 0:40:20 GMT -5
(ooc: is it okay to throw Wilbur in?or should i wait a little longer)
Sinbad had to give this girl credit, she didn't crack under pressure even when faced between two men who were obviously better than her at fighting. Not to mention, both were incredibly handsome. Though that was besides the point. "Well, clearly we are not going to settle this like men when there is a woman here."
He sighed in annoyance. At least things couldn't get worse. Or would that actually happen
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Post by Flynn on Sept 12, 2011 9:17:00 GMT -5
(ooc: its fine with me)
Flynn actually expected the girl to run away, or at least step aside, but it looked like she wasn't planning on doing that, and he had to admit that he was slightly impressed, just a shame that she was blocking his way towards the tiara. He sighed as he slightly lowered his sword, but he still had a good grip on it, just in case the pirate would trie something. However, he didn't want to fight a woman, and most definitely not a woman that was armed with a frying pan.
''Jep, you got a point there.'' He nodded at what Sinbad said, this was going to take very long if that blondie didn't go away. ''Alright, what do you think that we should do? Because i really don't want to stand here the whole day.'' His brown eyes turned back to Rapunzel, this was taking way to long.
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Post by Sinbad on Sept 12, 2011 10:39:59 GMT -5
Sinbad shrugged. "Not that i don't mind fighting a woman but that frying pan hit still hurts so i am not going to try anything else." he rubbed the spot where Rapunzel had hit him. Luckily he hadn't passed out. Getting the tiara through fighting was going to be more of a challenge than he thought.
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Post by Rapunzel on Sept 12, 2011 21:46:46 GMT -5
Pleased having hurt the burly man with a frying pan and her twiggy arms, Rapunzel flashed a brief smile. She opened her mouth to speak and suggest the best thing possible. To bad she didn't know what it was. She unconsciously raised her index finger, expecting to speak, but now she closed her mouth and dropped her hand.
"Uhm... well.. I didn't think that far." she grabbed her shoulder with her free hand, slouching a little, and laughed nervously and shyly. She'd only thought as far as getting the two men from fighting with blades, but now having held up the fight, which she obviously hadn't expected by the raised frying pan.
"I don't think you'd consider giving it to me to return to the castle?" She peered at the men with her emerald eyes, hoping for a 'yes' or a 'sure' but not expecting one. She raised her hand briefly, brushing it through the bangs that had remained out of the braid, the shy smile still on her lips. She was obviously no match for the two men, she eyes the satchel briefly, make believe plans of running out of the ship, the satchel clutched to her chest, to the nearest guard. But of course they weren't real reality, she didn't have a chance prying it from the tan man's hands.
She hadn't thought of anything past that though, and she still hadn't the nearest clue as to what to suggest.
(ooc: Sure, I think Wilbur might be ok in speeding up the plot a bit :3 We need to get the gang back together xD)
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Post by Flynn on Sept 13, 2011 0:17:02 GMT -5
Flynn raised an eyebrow at Rapunzel's suggestion, nope, that wasn't the best idea he ever heard. ''Nah, don't feel like doing that at all.'' He shook his head, did that girl really think she could stop two man, two thieves, from stealing a tiara. ''Alright, this is taking way to long'' He said with an annoyed expression on his face. ''Could you just go home? the men need to do their job, while you can go and uh.... cook something.''
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Post by Sinbad on Sept 13, 2011 0:23:53 GMT -5
(ooc: omg! sexist comment from Flynn, they really are brothers)
Sinbad bit back a laugh at Flynn's sexist comment, maybe they could get along after all. Both of them seemed to hate having the blonde woman here. "Alright, clearly giving it to the woman is not going to solve our problems, so why don't we fight it out?" he asked pulling out his blades. "I don't need to give you one do i?" Holding out one to Flynn, he pulled it back.
A boy around his teenage years sat on the sails with his legs dangling down. Besides the fact that he had been soaking wet a few moments ago, he managed to make his way up to the ship without being noticed. Wilbur was intrigued by the ship, since he had never actually been on one. However, the thought of the two men fighting in front of a blonde figure and dog seemed a bit outrageous
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Post by Rapunzel on Sept 13, 2011 8:41:28 GMT -5
A flash of anger brought a rush of blood to Rapunzel's cheeks. That ignorant, indignant, hotheaded, man! Setting her glare on The lighter thief, she briefly wondered if the two were brothers. If sexist tendencies ran in the family Rapunzel had no doubt that they came from the same family tree.
"I'd be glad to let the men do there jobs. If you can point them out to me." she struggled to keep her voice cool, she'd never admit it but if there was anyone she could hit with a frying pan, it would be these two. Swinging around at the tanner man's words, she found two blades staring past her, and she rose her frying pan defensively (more for herself than the sexist thief)
"Where's your HUMANITY?" she called to the two, was it right just to fight it out? Blade to blade for something stolen? She wondered briefly if Sinbad would set the satchel down if they started a fight... if he did, well, she'd prolong them no longer, except to grab the satchel and run as fast as she could. Peering from the corner of her eyes to the sails, she thought she saw a figure outlines by the sun, squinting, she could only see that, a dark, blurred outline.
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