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Post by Facilier/Rameses/Azula/Iago/Al on Sept 19, 2011 11:08:02 GMT -5
((a small, improvised empty division of the ship where Mok does his experiments.))
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Post by Spree on Sept 19, 2011 11:25:19 GMT -5
Esme slipped down the stairs of the ship, moving silently as she walked into a seemingly empty room. It looked abandoned to her but she couldn't help the shiver that raced down her spine at the mere feel of the room.
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Post by Facilier/Rameses/Azula/Iago/Al on Sept 19, 2011 11:29:09 GMT -5
"...Anything I can help you with, fair lady?" a low, deep voice came from the shadows, its speaker hidden in the darkness of the disturbing room. It started to move towards her, stepping on an abandoned needle, making the glass crack in a noisy and slow way as the light of the day slolwy iluminated the man. Dry hands covered with a pale skin that made them look more like claws than anything else, long and thick vampiring teeth protected by big blood-red lips. His pale hair rushed down to the back of his neck, making him seem as if he had come out of a vampire movie.
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Post by Spree on Sept 19, 2011 11:38:49 GMT -5
Esme jumped a little in surprise, instantly taking a step back as the man walked forward. Her eyes narrowed. "I was just... Looking around.." She said, wondering if she should just make a break for it.
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Post by Facilier/Rameses/Azula/Iago/Al on Sept 19, 2011 11:40:07 GMT -5
"Hmmm..." Mok licked his lips while looking at her as if she was some sort of weird creature. He suddenly stopped and inhaled the hair, narrowing his animal like eyes at her. "Gipsy, I presume?"
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Post by Spree on Sept 19, 2011 11:48:25 GMT -5
"Yes, what of it?" Esme asked, folding her arms across her chest. She didn't want to seem weak and go running off in front of this guy. Though he was creeping her out..
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Post by Facilier/Rameses/Azula/Iago/Al on Sept 19, 2011 11:50:05 GMT -5
"Nothing much." he smiled, passing by her and cleaning the matress. "I rarely have visitors around here, and seeing a Neverlander...a gipsy atop of that...a young woman...with an intriguing power." his voice turned dark as he chuckled a bit. "Is really interesting...intriguing...almost...mouth-watering."
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Post by Spree on Sept 19, 2011 11:54:55 GMT -5
Esme's brow furrowed. How did he know so much about her? It was seriously creeping her out. "Who are you?" She spat out.
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Post by Facilier/Rameses/Azula/Iago/Al on Sept 19, 2011 11:57:02 GMT -5
"Oh, how rude of me, skipping my introduction." he smiled at her, almost like a predator stalking its prey as he came near her and kissed her hand. "I´m MOK."
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Post by Spree on Sept 19, 2011 11:58:36 GMT -5
Esme wrinkled her nose, resisting the urge to be rude and yank her hand away. "I'm Esme.." She said, not returning the smile.
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Post by Facilier/Rameses/Azula/Iago/Al on Sept 19, 2011 12:02:31 GMT -5
He tilted his head to the sides and placed one of his fingers on his lips. "Why so serious, little one?" he started to chuckle, echoing through the dark room.
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Post by Spree on Sept 19, 2011 12:05:52 GMT -5
Esme's frown deepened and she took a step back from him. "Look.. Mok." She said, "I think I should just leave.."
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Post by Facilier/Rameses/Azula/Iago/Al on Sept 19, 2011 12:09:42 GMT -5
"You may leave." he turned back and grabbed a small tube. "But once one comes here...he/she always comes back." He looked at the recipient and opened it, releasing a putrid smell. "Even if I have to bottle you up to do it." He sat down and crossed his arms. "Run, little rabbit...run."
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Post by Spree on Sept 19, 2011 12:11:44 GMT -5
Esme shot him a disgusted look before backing out of the room and turned on her heel running out. What the hell was that? She thought.
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Post by Clopin/Akima/Mushu/Tzipporah on Sept 21, 2011 15:26:33 GMT -5
Akima walked in, humming on something. "I didn't know the ship had a secret lab?" she asked herself blankly and looked around. "Hellooooooooo?"
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