Legend in the Making (Pirate rp members check 1st page!!)

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John shrugged "A lot of things, plus he just pisses me off."

Sam went over to Sabrina, Phillip, and Edward. "Tag." she said poking Phillip's back and walking away.

[Nyne]

Phillip gave an indignant cry and ran after her, laghing all the while

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Sam laughed at Phillip and "hid" behind the mast.

[buttercat,]

((Star be drawing a Llama. xD))

Luke watched Sabrina, Edward and Phillip for a few moments. They looked so perfect together. Somehow, he couldn't fit himself into the picture. Phillip looked like he belonged at Sabrina's side...or on her leg. Or whatever. Maybe...maybe he should stay with her. Not him. Luke let go of Emma and sat down on a barrel, burying his face into his hand. The depression and thoughts of self harm had come back. And Luke doubted rum would help.

"You do, really!" Will said. He saw her blushing. He thought they were over that already. Oh well. He felt himself blush a little. Ella all dressed up was like meeting an entirely different person. Almost. Will leaned in and kissed Ella, letting his eyes flutter closed. He was so lucky to have her beside him.

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{...Will it have a top hat and a cane...?}

Emma sighed and sat down on the ground next to Luke's barrel. She didn't know what to say right now... not like she ever did... What could she say? Luke still loved Sabrina no matter how hard he tried to convince himself, or anyone else, otherwise it wouldn't change that fact... He loved her, she loved him, he loved her, she didn't love him, they had a kid, they had two, and he was hurting... There were too many he's there than was right for a woman to have...

[buttercat,]

((No...it'll be a bay piebald ^^))

Luke extended his hand towards Emma. "Hold my hand?" He asked, feeling like a child. He sunk down beside the woman and leaned against her. He felt absolutely dreadful. And it was all Sabrina's fault. As usual.

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Emma wrapped her arms around Luke, struggling a little to hold his hand. "Just ignore her..." she said. mimicking what he had said earlier.

{...What?}

[Nyne]

Phillip peeked around the mast, "I see you!" he cried gleefully

[buttercat,]

((
But with large white spots.))

Luke smiled a little, pressing close against Emma. "It's so hard, Emma." He whispered in response.

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{...So like a backwards dalmation llama...? Weird name... Makes me think of a lake with a bald pie... And I don't see why that couldn't have a top hat and a cane...}

"No you don't!!" Sam exclaimed, covereing her face with her hands while laughing.

"I know it is..." Emma said softly, kissing Luke's forehead and pulling him closer.