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Post by Francis Bonnefoy on May 4, 2012 23:20:30 GMT -5
Francis stared at Antonio in shock and a little bit of awe. It was so easy to forget that Antonio, usually so relaxed and cheerful, could be assertive and level-headed. It was times like these that Francis could appreciate that Antonio used to be a pirate captain.
"You heard him." Francis turned to the other two beseechingly. "You three should hurry with planning to save her. You can leave me with your servants, Gilbert. I know your butler will know how to mend this." He indicated to his wound.
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Post by awesome on May 20, 2012 15:20:38 GMT -5
The military man had been mere seconds from confiscating the gun and blade that Arthur (They both knew him, he had to be okay...He guessed. Looked like a pirate. Very well could be. Maybe Arthur Kirkland. Name was Arthur after all. Probably was Arthur Kirkland. Gott, being friends with ass bandi- P-Pirates was weird.) unintentionally flashed. He stopped as not just Francis, but both Francis and Antonio announced that Lili, his dear sweet little cousin, the girl he had asked to stay to home, had apologized to over and over again about how he couldn't get out of work that night, (It was Francis' party for Christ's sake. Of course he'd have gone if he could), how she'd been there. His cousin had been kidnapped, and Francis had been stabbed trying to keep her safe.
The chill of panic he had been feeling due to the rising smoke, washed over him anew in a wave of ice cold fear; He was suddenly utterly terrified. His hands fell limply to his sides before balling into tight fists and he swallowed hard. Jaw tightening, he stepped foward and gently, but firmly removed Francis' grip on the probably-pirate Captain's coat. Taking up Francis' excess weight that the darker skinned man didn't have he let out a long breath through his nose and continued them forward toward his and Lili's estate.
While in such a situation everything in him would normally be screaming about turning his back on an arm pirate, an armed stranger, the military man was honestly uncaring to whether Arthur was even following them still. Keeping his gaze locked on the path they were taking he spoke, his voice flat and even, "We'll get you to my place, and yes, Sebastian can look at you but we're calling a real doctor too." he sighed heavily, his breath shaking, "Danke Francis, truly. For doing your best to keep her safe. Lets get you taken care of, and then we'll find her, ja?" There was no real reassurance in his tone. He continued to move then forward, glad his home was't too far, worried for his friend, and for the safety of his cousin. But above all that, his number one concern was to keep his head, he felt barraged and on edge. He got stupid when he was on edge and there was no need to make this wonderful situation any worse.
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Post by tomatepirata on Jun 28, 2012 17:46:04 GMT -5
Smiling at his light haired friend, Antonio walked with him toward Gilbert and Lili’s home. He was glad the albino wasn’t losing his head. Of course he knew Gilbert could handle stress quite well. He had to with his position in the military. There wasn’t a lot of back up coming for a soldier patrolling the streets at night. You had to be able to think straight and on your feet to survive such a job in this city.
With a small, reassuring smile, Antonio patted Gilbert’s arm. “Don’t worry amigo, I’ve been teaching her how to look after herself if this sort of thing happened. She knows how to stay as safe as she can.” It wasn’t much, it probably wouldn’t calm Gilbert down, but the things he’d taught her would hopefully give Lili enough time to get away and find somewhere safe.
“We’ll get you all fixed up Francis and then we can find little Lili. If Arthur would be so kind as to ask his…friends around we’ll be able to find these men quickly. Then we can get her back and teach them not to touch our little chica.”
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Post by Cpt. Arthur Kirkland on Aug 18, 2012 9:13:58 GMT -5
Arthur, admittedly, was left a little behind as the three of them started to lead away. He stops, staring at them all for a moment, before folding his arms. He grumbles. There wasn't anyone so to say he could go to to get information in this instance, except scour around for eyewitness accounts. That, and use his own intuition. If he'd taken Lilli somewhere to 'interrogate' or hold as hostage then he might be able to know what area to look in. He did know Alfred nearly inside out, after all.
Alfred.
Fists clenching, he turns away, but not before giving a worried glance towards Francis.
"Yeah. Sure. Whatever."
With that, he jumps up onto the fence and disappears from view.
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