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Post by Gannicus on Jun 27, 2017 15:47:44 GMT
a series of unfortunate events
FUNNY STORY! Well, not so much haha but ironic, but I'm still laughing at it!! So on Saturday I went for my daily 1 mile run, and I turned my ankle and fell on rocks! I ended up spraining my ankle, removing skin from my knee and right palm! I have carpel tunnel in my left wrist and after over use, it began to hurt really bad! Because I was in pain I couldn't sleep and my insomnia kicked in and I was up for two days! On Monday I woke up in pain where my eye now had a virus ON it! Not in it, it's ON my eye ball!
My body knows I am on vacation and is trying to slowly kill me!! This is why I have been and might still me slow! It's hard to type with my palm not being able to really work! HAHAHAHHAA! I am going to tag a few of the people who are waiting on posts from me (as either Gans, Deimos, or Crassus) so they know I am not avoiding them!! Agron Sibyl, Mira, @kore!! Sorry, loves but I will back posting asap!!
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Post by Gannicus on Jun 23, 2017 16:16:46 GMT
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Gannicus walked slowly around the temple, that once held worship but now held the sounds of life. Blade striking blade, and people working toward a war that could not be won. He knew that they would die, but apart of him envied their hope for life. They honestly believed they could make a difference, and fight for freedom. Fool would all be dead by winter, but for they were choosing their own path. It left him on the edge of decision which felt like a cliff where his choice was to go either way. He wasn't sure yet which he should choose.
Technology he was free, and did not have to fight any war. He would walk away and do as he choose--but he had learned that while in Rome there was no choice. There was only what Romans wanted you to do, and your power to at least pretend to have choice. Lifting his cup to his lips he drank of the water in his cup and wished it was fucking wine to help his mind from thinking so hard.
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Post by Gannicus on Jun 22, 2017 23:54:38 GMT
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Gannicus looked down at his cup rather the former slave, and tried to dismiss the young man rather then gt involved; however when the boy asked another question, Gannicus felt himself sighing. "I would have you hold none," he told him, turning to look back at the other man. He didn't want to get into a debate about the politics now. He didn't want to think! He didn't give a damn about one man's war over his dead wife, what he cared about what that man using it to get everyone killed. They'd never defeat Rome!
To keep the other from speaking up about Rome, Gannicus downed his drink and tossed the cup tot he side. He cared not when it broke, since these people were going to die anyway, why worry over a bit of pottery. The drink did not bother him. He had spent years trying to forget Melitta and his guilt over what he had done to his brother in drink and women. He had tried drinking off the boredom and the decay of time. Nothing worked. He picked up a think stick, rather then a sword, and stood before the training slave. "Give best effort, and I will show you." Because apparently he was going to give a lesson after all. He didn't quite like it, but it did feel good to have something to do besides the waiting. He hated the waiting.
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Post by Gannicus on Jun 22, 2017 23:29:02 GMT
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Gannicus deepened the kiss, feeling his blood rise at the taste of her lips. He was used to women tasting of wine, or over use. She tasted different, and it helped remind his body that this wasn't a woman you blindly rutted with and then walked away from. He wanted to make sure she enjoyed it. Her hands moved down over him, and she paused before being too bold. He had to smile at that, and it paused his kiss for a moment.
He tilted his head and nipped her jawline, before nipping her neck, and moving lower to nip her shoulder. He slowly slid his lips over her skin until he got to her breast. Exhaling over her skin, he licked her nipple before pulling it into his mouth and sucking on it. He gently used his teeth to tug on it, before running his tongue over it to sooth away the feeling. He moved over to her other breast to repeat the action, and his hand moved down to mirror her's, only his did not stop at the top of her ass, but cupped it, squeezing it before giving it a light pat. He hoped it would help be be bold.
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Post by Gannicus on Jun 22, 2017 22:57:17 GMT
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Gannicus knew his plan had flaws but his only other option would be to let her die. He just needed to keep her safe long enough to get her from here. A night. Maybe two. She took the clothes the moved to change and at first h thought nothing of it, while he moved around the room looking for something of use. Something to change her hair color, or hide her face. When she spoke about him leaving her, he turned to look at her and paused. He had not been allowed to really look at her before, and seeing her now while changing her dress made him almost forget everything else.
"I would not have my life endanger yours." He felt the same. He had not dared think she would, but hearing it made he. Not caring that she was busy trying to change, he moved forward and cup her face, before stealing a quick kiss. Their first. Pulling back from the kiss he rested his forehead on her's for a moment. "A feeling I yet return to you," he admitted, before setting back to allow her to finish. Turning back to the room, he gave it one last look before seeing there was nothing. "Is there another way to leave?" Some way the rebels would not know about, and they could leave? If not then they needed to cover her hair with some cloth and hoped no one got a good look at her face in the dark.
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Post by Gannicus on Jun 22, 2017 2:44:00 GMT
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Gannicus felt edgy. They were all fools here. Training and planning to fight the Romans. Gearing up for a battle that would turn into a war and for what? One man's wife? Gannicus knew that he would not linger here. He waited only for his brother to awaken and for them to have words before he left. He needed to know his brother forgave him for what he had done. It was the only thing driving him now.
He over heard one of the girls tell another that she was to go hunting for meat, and he decided that it was best he join her. If he stayed here he would go mad for the waiting. He swaggered up to her and gave his offer, reaching for a spear that was against the wall. "I would give aid." He wasn't offering, so much as telling her he was going without being bossy about it. "To keep hands busy while waiting." She had been there at the arena. He had thought they called her Mira, but he would have to ask to be sure. She seemed to be favored here, and to a man like Gannicus he thought he could guess why. "I have experience hunting." From his years of wondering Rome.
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Post by Gannicus on Jun 22, 2017 0:20:28 GMT
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Gannicus heard a voice behind him, and slowly turned to see his brother standing there. He still wasn't sure what he thought of everything happening, but he was glad to see his friend. One he had valued in the past, and one with whom there was no guilt in seeing. Stepping forward he offered first hand to hand, and then stepped into a one armed hug in greeting. He was glad to see his friend alive--even if he thought he was a mad fuck to bring a war on the Romans.
"It is good to see you as well, brother," Gannicus told him, his tone heavy with all that had happened of late. He looked around at the temple, and then back at his friend with a question clear on his face. "You side with Spartacus to fight Rome? Have you lost fucking mind since I was gone?" He did not wish to see his brother fall, but there was only one way this ended--with everyone in this temple dead for their efforts!
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Post by Gannicus on Jun 20, 2017 22:51:24 GMT
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Gannicus didn't bother to breathe as he chugged his wine and everyone cheered while the pretend contender couldn't finish his cup first! Tossing the empty cup into the drunken roar of the drunken crowd he held up his hands in glory! A whore jumped up and claimed his neck as she tugged him down for a kiss! He grinned as he let her pull away, finally bothering to breathe in! It was in moments like these the boredom didn't stifle him. It was in moments like these that the guilt was momentarily not foremost in his mind. It was in moments like these that he didn't see her face--almost didn't.
A hand on his arm turned him, and he turned to to face the voice that called him brother--only to come face to face with an armpit! Looking up he saw Barca! "Brother!" He greeted loudly, uncaring who heard! He noticed with ease the body language of an injured man. "You should have taken to bed with a lover to aid you! You look like shit!" He jested not thinking anything of it other then that Barca had fought int he games! "Come! Drink with me!" He said excited to have a friend near by! One that he had not fucked the wife of!
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Post by Gannicus on Jun 20, 2017 22:37:49 GMT
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Gannicus was the god of the sea! Everyone loved him, and loved to watch him work! He knew it, they knew it, and they knew he knew it! Without too much effort, he had become known in his little corner of the world, and he liked it that way. Playing into their imagine of the golden bad boy kept most people from figuring out that he had no life plan, no direction,
nothing happening for him, and sometimes no will to keep going. Why else would a man of his age and talent even have a talent in drinking, fucking, and bar tending? In that order! Though sometimes the first two where interchangeable! And sometimes the first one hindered the second one if he was REALLY in an honest mood--which thankfully was NEVER!
He had worked with a few pf the guys who were running the bar before, so they never cared when he stepped behind the bar to make his own drink, as long as he did a few orders for them and left the tips. Which was what he was going when he heard a very female voice speaking too him. "Excuse me Sir," He laughed to himself, and turned to look at the voice with a devil may care grin, only to pause when he saw her face. Fuck. Geogrgious. "You are not permitted to be back here." And formal!
He laughed at her, but not to mock her, more in a 'I don't care' manner. "When you sir, I almost thought you were talking to me!" he teased her, before leaning in to give her a wink, "But if you were, I wont tell if you wont." And to sweeten the pot, "How about I steal us both a drink, and we both work each other for tips? Though I warn you, I have been known to rack in the tips!" He teased her in a way that mocked him more then her.
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Post by Gannicus on Jun 17, 2017 15:42:01 GMT
Name: Gannicus
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A short summery of who they are in the modern world: Gannicus is a passenger on the ship, but has bartended for the cruise line before--which means that if in need they might talk him into working for a night. He is still a playboy with no real attachments to anyone! He enjoys the ladies and giving his friends a playful sort of hell!
Name: Deimos
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A short summery of who they are in the modern world: Deimos is a pirate and is planning on robbing the safe! His goal was to seduce the person who steered the cruise into getting close enough to the island that he could jump ship and swim to shore--and then use a small one man canoe that is hidden on the island to make it somewhere else--only he ended up having sex in the cockpit (so to speak) and they hit the wrong island, and beached the boat! Unwilling to admit this is his fault, he is on the island and not telling anyone what happened!
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Post by Gannicus on Jun 15, 2017 0:59:40 GMT
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She looked up at him with so much hope and expectance in those moments that he didn't know how to react. He could only stare at her as she spoke about his daughter--fuck he had a daughter! His eyes fell once again to the babe she held, where he looked at the features, knowing that some how he was supposed to be a father. What did he knew of children? He could not even remember his own father. Had never even known one.
Looking back up at her, he knew she awaited a reaction from him, but he had none to give. None he could give besides to stare at her beautiful face and try to figure out what was expected of him. He lacked the strength to hold the baby, he was even too afraid to touch her, knowing his had had only ever killed, not be gentle. "A fine name," he said slowly, his voice thick with the emotion he was trying to hold in. His hand lifted, once again, as if to touch the girl in her arms, but int he last moment he lifted his hand to instead touch Sibyl's hair. "Agron spoke of this, but I did not believe." He believed it, but hadn't really believed it until he had saw Sibyl here safe and with the baby.
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Post by Gannicus on Jun 15, 2017 0:44:03 GMT
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Gannicus watched as a man who appeared to be about the same age as he stepped out and looked displeased for the interruption. He arrogantly turned to look behind him as if there might be someone behind him to better warned such a look, rather than himself. The man demanded to see coin, and Gannicus grinned, "The whores and the blacksmiths of this town all demand the same?" he jested, comparing the man to a whore; though in good nature, rather then insult. This time.
"I seek to have weapons tended." He told him, pulling out one of his swords to hold up, still not having shown coin. "Two swords, and small knife." He purposely waited to show coin until the end, just to annoy the man, because it was fun. He didn't make him ask again, because the man WAS going to be sharpening the weapons he used to fight, so insulting him might be bad. Reaching for his purse, he held it up and let it make a should to show it held coin. "I can pay." He had won favor in the last city, fighting for their amusement. It had not been in the games however, as none sought to have him return.
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Post by Gannicus on Jun 15, 2017 0:28:45 GMT
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The young man seemed to soft for this fight, and Gannicus took a deep drink, knowing that he would not last against a Roman solider who had been trained for years. This fight was foolish, and everyone here would be dead before long. With a soft smile the young boy asked for a lesson, and Gannicus felt his shoulders tense, though he hide it behind the act of moving to lean against the near by column that no longer held up anything. He did not want to get involved in this! He was only waiting for Oenomaus to finally speak to him before he would leave--and if he could get his brother to see reason and take his own leave as well. Let the dumb fucks be the distraction needed to get out of Rome.
"No," he replied to the question of lesson, not caring to soften tone. "But I will give words of advice as you practice." It was all he had to offer. He was not going to train with these slaves who would never have been handed a weapon! While he thought they were just in wanting freedom, he knew they only thing they had gained with this was death. He had traveled Rome and come to see it for how large it was--and how full of men it held! Men who were solders and would ride over this place once they found it.
The only reason he even offered word of advice was because he did not wish to see the boy so easily fallen. He did not often feel torn to do anything, but for the first time in a long time he did. This place did that. Made him think about things, and he didn't like it. He wishes to be rid of this place, and far from it. Yet he still lingered with hope to amend things with his brother.
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Post by Gannicus on Jun 13, 2017 20:44:28 GMT
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Gannicus had taken more from cart then just the Roman woman. There had been pouch of wine that he kept too. Now that the woman was long longer his trouble, he was going to drink it. Best not to share so he put it in cup and pretended it water. There was little to smile about these days but this brought a grin to his face. Everyone here lacked trust in him but he only stayed for his brother. Soon he would need to find path. Either here with his brother or far from Roman grip.
Moving to watch the men train he drank deep. Fools. They would all die. House slaves given poor weapons and told to bring Rome down. Fucking fools. He watched a smaller man weild weapon and decided to give simple aid to spare boredom. Upon moving forward he saw he knew the face. Fuck! Even the boy now fought as if he was a man. Gannicus looked back at the building, as if he could use his glare to bring it down on their heads, before turning to look back at the fighting.
"You raise sword too high." He called out, not moving to give more then voice. "You leave your middle open to Roman blade." He had seen many gladiators move to strike head from shoulders and find a blade in their belly for effort. Without shield to block you needed your blade working as both. To block and to kill. It was why he found with two.
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Post by Gannicus on Jun 13, 2017 20:31:54 GMT
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Gannicus blinked awake at the light and found his lips twitching to a self mocking grin at the pain in his head. He was used to such pains, but the pounding this morning was fucking worst then it had been for nearly a year. He knew he must have had a good time, but he wasn't sure how good. At first he just lay there, forcing himself to breath through the pain until his eyes could open enough to take in his surroundings.
He wasn't in a tent. He was in a building or room of some sort. Slowly things came back to him. He had gone with them to the city by the water, they'd taken the city and he had drank with his friend Attius! Then he had--Oh fuck! Turning his head to the body beside him, Gannicus felt the room spin slightly, from the quick movement, but there it was. The naked ass of his best friend. Everything started slowly coming back to him, but Gannicus didn't move as he stared at his friend's sleeping form.
Men were not Gannicus' favored style, but he had begun enjoying his friend's company more and more. He had even given up a few nights with others in order to drink and enjoy themselves around a fire--though in this last night they did more then enjoy words. Deciding that 'what was done was done', Gannicus reached his hand over to smack his friend's ass with a hard and loud movement! Closing his eyes at the way it made his head throb, he crossed his ankles, and folded his arms behind his head to await the chaos or acceptance that would come after. He cared not that he was naked in his friend's bed.
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