Era of Revolution.
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Anchorage | Date: Mo, 03.February.14, 7:33 PM | Message # 76 |
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| Name: James Allibert
Age: 28
Apperance: A black open cropped riding coat, with a white dress shirt and khaki pants. His pants tuck into brown boots, and he occasionally wears a hat. He has a young look, with a stubble and medium curly black hair that hangs over his forehead slightly.
Bio: As a child, James' family was well off. Not extremely rich, but enough for his family to get what they wanted. As he grew, he grasped economics more and became fascinated that money ruled everything. Little coins could get him anything he needed. He worked a mere lumber mill job as he devised plans to become successful. He realized the importance of shipping in this time, as it essentially was the biggest thing in the economy. And many people were rushing to it. James researched around and realized many people were trying to start businesses growing goods and shipping them to other countries, but were short on networking. James devised a plan. He could purchase run down ships from sailors, repair and renovate them, and sell them for much higher prices. And it worked. James now helps run the lumber mill he worked at, which helped massively in his work with wooden ships, and also works at a tobacco farm as that was a very important cash crop. He resides in his parents old home, working any day he feels like.
Luna agent: yeahsurewhynot
Weapon if any: A saber sword
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let's camp in the forest with harmonicas and nature's harmonies
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Dillon0909 | Date: Tu, 04.February.14, 2:24 AM | Message # 77 |
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| Conner: I wrapped her head and said "Clara...can you hear me?" (Accepted btw Anchorage)
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Equinox | Date: Tu, 04.February.14, 1:37 PM | Message # 78 |
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| I began inspecting the carriage.
Dead man inside, the driver seems to have fled. Did the driver do this?
No, the door is dented from being thrown open, and he was stabbed in the front of the neck, but he was thrown back, which resulted in him falling on his back in the seat. So someone came from the side door here, stabbed him, and left? Moreover, what was he doing at this specific building when he died?
I'm gonna have to arrange for a search of this building, for whatever reason this man was killed. I don't want to go in there alone, my hammer isn't good indoors.
The blood is fresh, and he hasn't begun decomposition yet, so he must have just been killed. Probably... ten minutes ago? At most? The killer was sloppy, there's a different, slightly darker and less fresh bit of blood on the seat from something else. What reason was there to kill this man though?
Perhaps more will be clear once the man is identified.
I slapped the backside of the horse, and both of them began riding forward into the distance. The horse should return to where it's trained to go to. From there, the owner should be able to identify the man.
A sane man in an insane world will go insane.
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Anchorage | Date: Tu, 04.February.14, 6:36 PM | Message # 79 |
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| James
I sit outside on a bench, writing numbers in a book.
let's camp in the forest with harmonicas and nature's harmonies
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Equinox | Date: Tu, 04.February.14, 11:12 PM | Message # 80 |
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| (They're quite different, really.)
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Narutard | Date: We, 05.February.14, 1:03 AM | Message # 81 |
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| Clara "Yes...shush."
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Dillon0909 | Date: We, 05.February.14, 1:48 AM | Message # 82 |
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| Conner: I looked at her and said "To say the least you are gonna stay out of action for a while..both for the Luna and your other job. I will be taking care of you until I feel you are ready to leave" I lhen looked into her eyes. "DO I make myself clear"
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Narutard | Date: We, 05.February.14, 6:05 PM | Message # 83 |
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| Clara "Whatever,"
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Dillon0909 | Date: We, 05.February.14, 7:36 PM | Message # 84 |
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| Conner: "Good" I put my blanket over her and lied on the floor. "Now rest...you've earned it"
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Narutard | Date: We, 05.February.14, 9:21 PM | Message # 85 |
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| Clara "Doing what exactly?"
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Dillon0909 | Date: We, 05.February.14, 9:37 PM | Message # 86 |
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| Conner: "you didn't tell him anything...that is a nobel quality that I admire and respect out of you" I said closing my eyes.
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Equinox | Date: Th, 06.February.14, 0:26 AM | Message # 87 |
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| (Granted, it was like a whole five seconds. I would suggest he see a doctor about that, but he's dead now.)
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Creation100 | Date: Th, 06.February.14, 12:53 PM | Message # 88 |
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| Davis~ I gasp as I'm shoved and pushed, regaining my posture. "HEY, I have to cook that!" I growl at the handie kids. My sister appears from the swarm, "We'll cook since we've gotten some stuff while we were out." She explains patting my shoulder as she leads me to the study. "Just do what you need and we'll bring you the stew!" She says with excitement and rushes back to her friends. I'm still unsure what just happened, so I just start working on perfecting my relationship with my suppliers. Maybe I'll visit the Stile Plantation see how my investments are holding in his stocks, or maybe another textile factory talk about designs or further expansion. Oh the choices.
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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Narutard | Date: Fr, 07.February.14, 4:14 AM | Message # 89 |
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| (...? @Equi)
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Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 07.February.14, 10:09 AM | Message # 90 |
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| (Yeah seriuosly what do you mean by that Equi?) Conner: I started to close my eyes and finally fall asleep
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Narutard | Date: Fr, 07.February.14, 10:16 PM | Message # 91 |
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| (Ts?)
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Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 07.February.14, 11:02 PM | Message # 92 |
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| (Sure) The following morning Conner: I was sweeping my pourch silently looking out at the guards passing by.
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Narutard | Date: Fr, 07.February.14, 11:07 PM | Message # 93 |
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| Clara I sat up, my head in pain. My whole body ached.
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Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 07.February.14, 11:13 PM | Message # 94 |
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| Conner: I came upstairs really quickly and gave Clara some breakfast, then went back downstairs to work, passing by the jar of money that said "For Clara" on it, and it looked like it was quite a bit
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Narutard | Date: Fr, 07.February.14, 11:25 PM | Message # 95 |
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| Clara I squinted at the jar. What was that...?
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Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 07.February.14, 11:28 PM | Message # 96 |
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| Conner: Nothing eventful happened today so I went upstairs when the sun was setting, I gave Clara her dinner and went into the other room to get my cloak on. Once I did I came back into the room to go and get my gear, standing next to that jar.
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Narutard | Date: Fr, 07.February.14, 11:38 PM | Message # 97 |
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| Clara "What is that?" I asked.
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Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 07.February.14, 11:49 PM | Message # 98 |
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| Conner: I told her "Money " I said looking at her. "You're gonna be off "work" for a while so I have an emergancy jar so you'd still get paid...and...you aren't buy this for a second are you?"
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Creation100 | Date: Fr, 07.February.14, 11:50 PM | Message # 99 |
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| Davis~
I awake in a bed with a lady Halon, purely business. I look outside the window with a soft groan I stumble from my bed. Gaining my balance I move toward the bright window taking a clear look outside. My view takes a small while to calibrate to the brightness then I see my sister and the friends again fumbling with yard tools, pretending they're swords I presume. My analyzing is cut short as gentle arms embrace me, soothing I lean into them. "Good morning, Davis" she whispers.
She had a smile that could light up a room.
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Narutard | Date: Fr, 07.February.14, 11:58 PM | Message # 100 |
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| Clara "No..."
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