Rhys Tolen
Councellor/First Mate
The beatings will continue until morale improves.
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Post by Rhys Tolen on Jun 19, 2005 14:46:10 GMT -5
Just as Eve pulled her back Rhys was jumped. The three of them fell to the ground with a big thud. Silently cursing the pirate for making noise. If they got caught it would be the stupid man's fault. It was always a man's fault. She heard Eve yelling at her from beneath her, but Rhys was stuck. Her arms were pinned between herself and their attacker. Suddenly the man was off of her and Rhys scrambled to her feet, pulling a dagger free on her way.
Eve was in the open and Rhys wanted to curse outloud, but she didn't. The theif's attention had to be focused on staying quiet and getting rid of the pirate. With a hardenning of the eyes, she lunged forward and tackled the pirate.
The pair fell with a loud crash and Rhys did curse outloud this time. This man was going to get them caught! With a glare, she brought her blade down towards the man's heart, but he stopped her grabbing onto her wrist.
Rhys wasn't so easily stopped. Pulling her wrist back quickly, she bit the man's hand and he let go in surprise. Her arm plunged down with renewed force. The dagger met flesh, and the man went limp. Jumping up, Rhys wipped blood off her face and motioned for Eve to follow her. They needed to get away and get away quickly.
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Post by Commodore Patrick Norrington on Jun 19, 2005 21:53:43 GMT -5
The Commodore gave a sigh as Elizabeth spoke, tearing his eyes away from her, her looked beyond her. It was then his brows furrowed, it seems he sensed something was simply off. He caught every word Elizabeth was saying however, and peered downwards when she had finished. "A stroll?" He asked lifting his brows. Looking into her eyes briefly, it was if he almost sought to find that she had been telling him a lie but nothing. She was quite stern in her conviction and he shook his head slightly.
"You are right, Mr. Turner would no doubt be very worried to find you gone at this time of night." He began, straightening his coat. "I suggest then...that you simply, return, Mrs. Turner." He stated quite firmly, smiling only slightly. Of course he could not truly appear happy around her calling her this but he had to and there was simply no way escaping the truth.
"Mr. Perry if you could please escort..." but as he spoke he froze, stared off towards the left and into the shadows and blinked. There was the sound of a struggle. "Who's there!" The Commodore called, quickly stepping past Elizabeth and drawing his saber. Looking back to Elizabeth his eyes were cold and hard. "Get to safety, now." He said with a plea in his tone.
Turning back he began marching quickly towards the other end of the courtyard.
Seeing the struggle, he blinked, stepped back, and attempted deciphering what exactly was going on. Abruptly, a pirate lass spun out onto the grounds, then lunged back into the shadows. "Stop! Stop now!" He barked then heard the unmistakable sound of crunching meat and bone.
He cringed slightly but lunged forward, blade firmly placed at one of the pirate's neck. "Out, now." He commanded.
Backing up slightly, noting that other blades were now wielded as well. He blinked however in surprise as the woman that came from out of the shadows was surprisingly...easy on the eyes, to say the least.
"Pirate..." he said slowly. There was a bit of a rustle again. "And you! I see you as well, out!" he called towards the other pirate that was hunched over in the shadows.
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Rhys Tolen
Councellor/First Mate
The beatings will continue until morale improves.
Posts: 187
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Post by Rhys Tolen on Jun 19, 2005 22:27:36 GMT -5
Rhys froze where she was bent over the body. That was not Eve's voice. She cursed, the stupid man must have Eve! Slowly she did as commanded and turned around, dagger raised in her hands as she moved. She stepped out of the shadows and threw her dagger to the ground in frustration.
"Bloody Hell! Tonight is not my night!" she muttered while glarring daggers at their capturer. She had killed the man, but they had gotten captured. She wanted to scream, but that would not help the situation.
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Post by Emma Hawkins/Rick MacKinnon on Jun 19, 2005 22:42:23 GMT -5
Emma slunk through the shadows,keeping her eyes peeled for any further signs of trouble.She found two more bodies lying near a staircase,but didn't stop to inspect them.
She was near a larger courtyard when she heard voices.Surprisingly enough,all of them sounded familiar...The muffled curses were recognizable as those of women she had sailed with before,and then there was the unmistakable tone of that pompous,haughty Comodorre Norrington.A complete bastard...but for the sake of Port Royal,she would have to tolerate him for a bit.
This decision was firm in her mind when she heard him,but somewhat less so when she found him with a blade to her friend's throat.Whipping her pistol from her belt,she leveled it at his head.
"Let 'er go,Norrington...it's not worth it right now.There are much bigger fish out tonight...with sharper teeth,too,if ya catch me drift..."
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Post by Victoria Brighton on Jun 19, 2005 23:03:04 GMT -5
O’ Leary was in his assigned position right when he needed to be. He signaled down to Marks that he was ready, who in turn ran down to meet two of the other men in the nearest courtyard. They were laughing over something...seemingly funny...a commodore, his lady friend, a unifrmed man, and three other pirates, by the looks of it.
One was speaking of them.
It was a pirate lass, and Marks grinned widely. He cleared his throat and had his blade drawn with two other men behind him, and pairs of two at each end of the court yard. He couldn’t be smiling mockingly at them even more.
“WEEEEEELLL, seems we won’ be nedin’ any kin’ of introducin’, me mates. We ‘ave our own royal welcomers! Nice ta be amongst ye fine people tadays! We ‘ave our signaler in position, an’ if ye, any of ye, try anythin’ STUPID, we’ll be openin’ up our own fun and games on this ‘ere useless rock! Ready ta listen?”
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Post by Elizabeth Swann/Turner on Jun 19, 2005 23:05:49 GMT -5
Elizabeth’s smile vanished, and she sighed at her failed attempt to lighten the situation. She knew it would never really be perfectly normal between the two of them. She glanced towards Mr. Perry with a bit of a dismal expression, feeling rather tired all of the sudden. Hoping to say something as an apology for her words before, or...well, some sort of apology for something, she looked back to the Commodore.
“Com-“
But before she could finish, she caught the sound of something nearby and immediately Norrington demanded her to get to safety. She glanced in the direction of the noise and took a few steps back, watching the Commodore retrieve one of the intruders and then demand for another to come out of hiding. She had to get someone else...or perhaps Perry could.
“Mr. Perry, I’ll be finding some help, stay with the Commodore yes? I’ll be....watching for that ship signal....alright?”
She was off already, heading towards the direction of the battlements, thinking perhaps she could make this little signaler a thing of the past.
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