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Notes:
* Bichicuma
: lazy port or beach. English beach comber, beach comber. As you know (ok. not, do not know.)'m Santiago, and I'm not connected with speech in Buenos Aires. Anyway, this definition page kick LOL VALPARAISO
Chivato Cave **:
Buenos Aires is a legend, is a cavern located very close to a dangerous breaking where Tues whipped with fury. It was said that there in that mysterious place, the devil, transformed into a malignant Goat, approached the ocean in search of mermaids who, from time to time,came to the rocks combing her wet hair. Then he blew up, but that does not concern this fic LOL
Bichicuma (or five times that made Valparaiso
special place ) , 1.
The first time I saw him could not help associating it with the legends of his mother. It was summer, and her blond hair stood out horribly for his liking, especially if taking into account the colorful clothes, ornaments and black
flag fluttering from his boat.
But it sacbalance was listening or talking.
had learned English from his father-maso least, to be honest, but apparently that was not enough, because if something had served the torturing of their classes father, had been to see that that could not be English.
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What?
-was grumbling, trying to hide the surprise on his face as his bare feet playing with sand. At leasthe muttered, blatantly ignoring the child's eyes on him as he walked the beach with his eyes once again .- But I think ...
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;
Hey! That probably was not the smartest thing he could have done, "Manuel I was more than clear, but the largest emerald eyes finally nailed him (and that was the idea, so that finally got what he wanted), drilling down to the last corner of his soul with that look, and a certain smile malintenc
sted "
That certainly was the last time you got off the boat accompanied Arthur, as she felt her friend laugh syrupy, flying (treacherously, to taste) of your shoulder to the hair Brown's child.
was also the last time you paid attention to the warnings Manuel neurotic that made his father and brothers on the pirates.
2.
this particular day, there was no sun. The sky was gray, and below, the sea came and went, so
who appeared meek & iacute, to a cup of milk , he said. That was definitely
. Compared to the hell that had been in Santiago during the visit of his father, was his Valparaiso
cup milk. There could forget Anthony, his brothers around the world that was not part of its range, its beach and its sea. allowed So glad that sigh escaped from her lips as she closed her eyes and let himself be embraced by the wind, listening with some suspicion, the English song humming hiding mate.
And, not happy with not fear the pirate, had even atopicio to sail, laden with the riches of Antonio and his brothers
, of course.
That cave had been hiding from much earlier, when Antonio had not arrived to their lands, and his mother denied it. So many, many years of secrecy, only to give them the first pirate who stepped home. Ara P volveríaa know him, and maybe, hopefully, would stay a little longer.
Now, some years later, much more aware of everything, when the charm of her appearance extrañoy foreign language at last beginning to wane ... could nothow much is illegal veníaa head.
Still, Arthur laughed pleased to note that Manuel had understood what he said, did not even notice his reluctance at first, just enough that he could communicate. And, by dint of habit, José Manuel began to understand their language, and had learned to accept their goods, and their way of doing things (even if sometimes complained a little, in the background, the colony was much more docile than Antonio said).
And in the same way, although it was hard to admit, was
force of habit that made esmall port is archaic him feel the wind from Britain in the face right? -
Someday I'll take, "said the blonde, shrugging his shoulders as he sat his side. Looking at the coast with a big smile, almost without seeing it in reality .- O could traértela, maybe ...
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bring him "...? CHT MLXC -
Yes, bring Britain, José Manuel. He laughed, sliding a hand to the colony's long hair and tangling their fingers in this while remembering their own colonies of thousands of miles away. His eyes were riveted on the coast, like those of Manuel, however neither the sand looked pale and almost artisanal vessels were lying there. Saw tall houses, narrow cobblestone streets, men and women involved in the European fashion fabulous imperial ships, the British sea smellcute, "said Arthur one day, looking at the body of the colony lying on the rocks of a beach any of the fifth region. That fact was not even port, they were just him, the waves, and the pirate who watched from the beach for at least three hours, not daring to get closer. José Manuel looked different that day, sad perhaps. Not that he was better, not if you take into account that virtually had fled their own colonies to hide the end of the world with him. had gone to see the child's nonsense to tellntonio, to distract him from the horror that lived further north not see him lying on the beach as if they'd just beat!
- Puta
if my house po ' Did I can not come to the beach now? Snorted bitterly, without even flinching by Pirate disbelief. Arthur
inevitably shook for a few seconds had been fair to Manuel, and that's just not
could be. Not while he was alive. CHTM
LXC - ... What? She managed to articulate, while climbing up the rock, trying to ignore the deja-vu in the ironic tone of the colony. Since when Antonio's son and spoke to him? It was almost a scandal! Or something like trying to convince Manuel to join when he saw before him.
- ... Your hair, "he muttered in disbelief, watching the rough cut of the colony with a grin of genuine perplexityinsensitive, was a huge win long to mourn.
his face not say much, though Manuel felt otherwise, "rather they were his eyes, and the imperceptible grin on his lips as he was told the blonde who barely put up with the want to be yelling curses Antonio.
Arthur was sure that, if not there, the child had already begun to mourn.
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... When my mother saw me, freaked out, he kept yelling and everyone looked at us. All but Antonio, he isor accept.
- Me. "He said, smiling a little more confident, while the child looked incredulous nailed it.
- Where ...?
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By boat, where else? "Growled the blond, somewhat annoyed
what dense mate was hiding that day.
may grumble and mutter curses in their language were the best ways to instill confidence in someone, especially when
more than once he had plundered the land. However, when Arthur was beginning to lose hope of succeeding, the child's hand closed around his, accompanied by a grimace, to his taste, was more than a smile .
That afternoon, while Manuel wet his lips in the steaming liquid, fantasizing again with Britain, while Ar OIAAthur speak, and her eyes were inevitably stuck in the movement of his lips.
When I went for the second cup, was simply happy that his father Arthur was not, otherwise, much as he did not like the Catholic religion, should feel more than a sinner so much that began to cause the idea of an invasion.
4.
The lack of interest along the beaches was not as eternal as José Manuel had assumed, and when he got his first port maso least, but it was not what I expected. And, feel the pirate attack was one of the cwhat do you know all
what the pirates had exchanged so far. Probably, if it were not for Arthur it was bombing, I would have said outright, only to destabilize the world of Antonio. However, the bombardment was kept quiet, holding his stomach from time to time, and trying to resist the temptation to drop into position until it was over. had heard of his brethren as were the attacks, however, must be honest ... besides the fear, and the deafening noise of gunfire, was not asterrible as it claimed. Sure, it hurt, but not both
.
His father returned at night, exhausted, sore, and listless. Maybe he strove to smile at some point, but Jose Manuel ignored him, and as much, heard that Antonio sent to call his brother.
assumed that at least could show some kind of sympathy towards the empire, but had more important things to think about, of which grieved ... for example, the fact that the man who had Britain offered to bring the room & amp; iacute; to attack that morning.
sighed, frowning to himself to believe such stupidity from the mouth of a pirate, and what is worse, a
empire, already knew from his experiences with his father, who worth much. And left the palace, almost grateful for the wounds of his father, at least it would give a bit more freedom during his visit.
certainly Its people were superstitious, and he probably also was at some point, however, when the superstitions are so difficult palpable fear them. On the other hand, the same sneak that diacute; a like a dream, commanding his ship, firing their port ... - Well, I began to think that I had lied, saying he heard behind him, and however much they wanted retain it, could not help gasp of surprise or hop to hit the felt her hand on his shoulder .- He said you were coming here, though it cost me to let me stay, I guess you could say that
good friends.
Manuel was silent, trying not to hear the voice of the pirate, not recognizing his English accent after the mock English, however, was difficult when the hand holdingor shoulder pushed him back. Fall
chest was not so much English, but feel his arms around himself was terrible
, and his first reaction, like all life, was trying to break free, kick and scream insults at all voice.
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Shut the fuck up! Bellowed finally, after long minutes trying to get the less he might speak, or simply cease to try to beat him. Another time, Arthur would have laughed at the frustrated attempts of the speaker, however, have & iacute, in time for that.
not when it had cost him hours to convince the devil you do not want to damage your home.
Unfortunately, after Manuel decided to become a dead weight in his arms, there was not much he could say, and an unpleasant silence took hold of both, while the sea lashing the rocks a few meters two of them.
- ... I tried not to hurt you, "he whispered in her ear, barely a whisper audible as he pressed a little more; S grip .- I really just wanted to attack Antonio, just tried to attack Antonio ... -
& hellip ; That's stupid. -
... I did not want him to go on to make this port, should never look here. He snarled, feeling his cheeks burn for the assertion of the child. Perhaps if it was not him, he would have beaten, but lunte and even some rough, it was the best he could have expected, and before you know it, began to correspond, hoping that the kid never returned, and they never had to go, of course.
-
Antonio
this region can not fix yours, because mine, understand? "Arthur whispered in her ear, sliding his tongue over the skin while the child was shuddering in his arms.
Manuel nodded no, but neither denied Arthur as his lips slid down his neck, licking and biting the extension & amp; oacute n, while a myriad of sensations invaded the dark and forgotten, much to his chagrin, how much she had hated the empire that morning.
- I'll make it so.
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Aha. 5.
Its independence was a relatively solitary
and maddening smell of the sea would take decades to disappear.
When the leaders came out, Arthur could not help but smile when listening to the tired sigh of José Manuel as he sat, with the same manners taught to him by Antonio in the colonial era.
- I figured you exchange more war, "muttered the blonde, sitting also as being in home. And not that it was very different indeed, when Arthur entered the building this morning, I.
The truth is that Manuel lied brazenly to say that. Still remembered almost obsessively as he had relied on Martin, how he suffered, how disastrous the reconquista ... but all that was over now. I was not going to bore you with the most complaints, not when she felt so
be able
whom he stroked her hair at the end. -
Oh, yeah? "Said the blonde, funny-looking fight I should have guessed that Antonio would not be muchfor you, "he said, earning a first glance since Manuel surprised to meet again. The first time his cheeks flushed with shame, and the blond was feeling particularly well, seeing that began to penetrate the armor of the lower back
. - Hum ...
clear José Manuel muttered, looking down somewhat embarrassed. -
Anyway, I never had the opportunitytime to congratulate Dad, José Manuel, I would do it now, "he continued, bringing the cup to his lips with an elegant gesture that Manuel was sure no one else in the world could have.
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Do not worry, "he muttered, smiling, unable decide to use your first name interlocutor while imitating him. - I do not think something as worthy of celebration, indeed. Being so, you could even hear the sound of the sea in the background, I could almost senserse in Arthur's ship again. It was almost a colony, and almost Arthur was still a magnificent empire.
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What do you mean? Sure to be held! You are now a nation
"she said, her smile widening. The truth is that for a moment, Manuel saw the grinning pirate, just like when they met .- No one may try to manipulate this port, and finally London could be the dream makes YEAR you ... if you want, of course.
-In understand very well why her face was blushing while Manuel laughed softly, nodding.
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I asked him to go hunting for mermaids. "Said the dark, holding out his hand with a big smile adorning his face. Arthur smiled
fun, while leaving enveloped by the feeling of having traveled back in time, at least until the child spoke again.
- Interestingly complained. He said that years ago, at least he had been paid to leave his home. I guess you take the evil out expensive just to talk to a child.
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... Well, not just any child. "Laughed the more, embracing as it had done years ago, only this time, no shouted insults, or kicked to get rid of it .- And that morning had hurt him, I had to apologize.
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