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Post by England on Mar 26, 2010 13:30:01 GMT -5
Leaning over the ledge of La Madre Maria as far as he could without toppling over, Cái enjoyed the feeling of wind in his hair, clouds nearer than they'd ever been before and if he tried to, he could forget there was a ship under him and imagine that it was him, flying and free!
Hopping up onto the ledge, teetering dangerously, but laughing happily, excitedly he started to walk forward along it, clothes being buffetted around him as he wavered.
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Post by Brazil on Mar 26, 2010 20:55:24 GMT -5
Thiago was sitting on the opposite ledge of the ship, his legs dangerously hanging at the outside, observing the blue sky and the clouds – everything around him, actually. It was just so surreal to be flying like that, but it was unbelievably thrilling, too.
He leaned forward, to look downwards and he almost fell out of the ship. He could’ve sworn that his heart had stopped for a moment. Deciding it was better not to take the risk again, he turned around, so his legs were now inside the ship. Then he saw the other young man on the opposite side of the ship. He then smiled. It was kind of nice to see that he wasn't the only one that seemed happy about being there.
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Post by England on Mar 26, 2010 22:17:38 GMT -5
Whistling cheerily, even as he nearly teetered off the edge for the enth time, he got back on balance in time to be buffeted by the next whip of win. Twirling around with a happy laugh, he went from using both feet to one foot, daring the sky's and the wind to whip him off.
Closing his eyes and humming, he wondered if he could manage to skip without getting himself killed.
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Post by Brazil on Mar 26, 2010 22:38:51 GMT -5
"That's kinda dangerous."
The Brazilian commented, without even noticing he had actually thought it aloud. He knew he couldn't say much things about doing dangerous things, since just a moment ago he had almost fallen off of the ship.
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Post by England on Mar 29, 2010 13:45:14 GMT -5
He hadn't seen or heard the other guy coming up, and with a yelp, he nearly lost his balance, arms pinwheeling. When he leaned forward, back over the ship, he took a chance and hopped off - unfortunately landing on the other boy. "...ow..." he mumbled, from his spot on top of the other. Looking up at the others face with a wince, he wondered who exactly he was. Afonso had brought him on the ship - had probably even introduced him to everyone on board, but for the life of him, he couldn't remember his name.
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Post by Brazil on Mar 29, 2010 14:00:00 GMT -5
"Ow...!"
The Brazilian really hadn't expected anyone landing on him right then, so he eventually lost his balance and fell down, wincing at the impact. He opened his eyes - that were shut by reflex, thanks to the impact - again and looked at the other boy.
"That hurt a lil' bit..."
He said and then made a pause, touching the back of his head to see if he had injured himself or something. Noticing that he hadn't gained anything bad besides a sore back, he sighed in relief, a moment before turning his attention to the boy on top of him.
"Take care next time before landing on someone like this, huh?"
He advised, smiling at him.
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Post by England on Apr 2, 2010 12:19:08 GMT -5
Scrunching up his nose, he poked the other in the shoulder as he squirmed to be able to sit up. "I wouldn't have fallen if you hadn't of snuck up on me!" he huffed, hiding the fact that he was rather embarrassed to have lost his balance at all, let alone be surprised.
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Post by Brazil on Apr 4, 2010 18:28:52 GMT -5
"Ah, I'm sorry. I didn't want to make you fall or anything. I was just giving an advice."
He apologized as he scratched the back of his head and smiled, slightly embarrassed. After the other boy had already sat up, he himself sat up and looked at him. Then he blinked, struggling a bit to recall if he had already been introduced to the boy in front of him - a moment later, though, he gave up, deciding that he could have been introduced to him, but his memory wasn't very trustful.
"...I guess I haven't been introduced to you yet, right?"
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Post by England on Apr 12, 2010 13:40:08 GMT -5
Scrabbling off the Brazilian so he could sit firmly on the deck, he nodded. "Er... no, no you haven't." running a hand through his very mussy hair, he was temporarily distracted by staring at his short sleeves and feeling a mild glee through his system at not having to wear those silky asian clothes again.
"I'm Cái. Er... no last name." he held out his hand, remembering that outside of asia, most people shook hands.
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Post by Brazil on Apr 13, 2010 19:26:43 GMT -5
"Hmm, nice to meet you, Cái. My name is Thiago. Thiago Vieira da Silva, just in case you want to know my full name."
The Brazilian said in his normal, cheerful tone of voice, with a tiny smile still on his lips, as he held the Macanese's hand and shook it a bit.
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