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Post by Saber & Kat Tompson on Jan 2, 2006 0:36:41 GMT -5
"Seurill ey? Hmm... sorry to say this But i've never heard of him either." Just then she heard the door open.Saber turned around slowly and saw Aaron out of the corner of her eye. She groaned and put her head down on the bar. Why did he always seem to show up? She had ditched him almost 6 years ago, and then once again a few years ago, and now they had met and he was after her again! Geez couldn't he just let it go?
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Aaron Fletcher
New Citizen/New Sailor
"Love and War... Preferably make lots of both."
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Post by Aaron Fletcher on Jan 2, 2006 0:46:46 GMT -5
Aaron looked up at his Captain. "A drink? Aye, I suppose I could do with one. Give me an Ale." He said tossing a 5 peice over towards Bossa. Meanwhile he glared daggers at Saber. He reached back and wrung some water out of his hair. That little snip was enough trouble to fill a bucket. And who knew how much she had told Bossa. 'Probably told him some story about me kidnaping her or something crazy like that'. He thought to himself and blew away the hair that hung in his face. His glare softned into a confused frown. He really didnt know why Saber facinated him so much. She just did.
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Post by Captain Morgan Barbossa on Jan 2, 2006 0:53:48 GMT -5
::Bossa was about to tell Aaron that drinks were on the house for his own crew, then shrugged and caught the gold coins before they hit the table. He grabbed a large bottle from the counter and began to fill Aaron's mug with Ale. Clearing his throat slightly to break the silence, he looked up at the man::
"Learn anythin' new about Seurill, then, mate? That was what I sent ye out for, after all...."
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Aaron Fletcher
New Citizen/New Sailor
"Love and War... Preferably make lots of both."
Posts: 36
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Post by Aaron Fletcher on Jan 2, 2006 1:02:15 GMT -5
As he watched Barbossa pocket the money he rememeberd that drinks were on the house for the crew. 'aww damnit!' He cursed himself and sulked. As if this day couldn't get worse. He looked up and sighed bitterly "No I did not find anything new on this Seurill person. He's like a spirit or something, no one knows who he is, or where hes from or.. or anything!" He was about to continue and suggest that Barbossa give up this fanatical chase when he suddenly rememberd his own. Standing up he walked over to the bar and took a seat next to Saber. He took the mug of Ale that Barbossa offered and took a large swallow. Then he put the mug down and turned his face towards Saber. "Now dont say anything. I know what yore thinking..."
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Post by Captain Morgan Barbossa on Jan 2, 2006 1:06:34 GMT -5
::Barbossa heaved a sigh, beginning to wonder if maybe he should just give up his chase. The he watched as Aaron moved over to Saber, and narrowed his eyes. He still didn't know what exactly was going on between those two, but if Saber didn't want him around, she had to have good reason:: "Well, we'll keep tryin' tomorrow," ::he said, moving over to them:: "By the way, 'ave you seen Chris anyw'ere? Maybe she'll 'ave had better luck."
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Post by Saber & Kat Tompson on Jan 2, 2006 1:20:04 GMT -5
Aaron sighed "No Captain I ave not seen Chris. And unless shes some sort of magic person i doubt she'll have had any luck either." he pused and drank some more ale. "now saber listen..."
Saber took another sip of her wine for strenght and then laughed bitterly "Right, when did you become a bloody mind reader Aaron?! No you shut up and listen to me. What is done is done. Its past, you had your time, just like everyone else. So why can't you just let it go!" Saber suddenly realized her voice had been raising by the second. She looked over at Emma and hoped she was asleep from all the rum. Then she looked at Barbossa and gave a half smile. "Er... sorry about the shoutin' mate."
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Post by Captain Morgan Barbossa on Jan 6, 2006 0:57:49 GMT -5
::Barbossa was just about to warn Aaron to watch his tongue around him, when the man turned back to Saber and began talking as if his Captain was no longer there. Intrigued, and a bit irritated, he listened close to try and catch what they were saying. However, Saber didn't seem quite so keen on whispering as Aaron had. Barbossa was taken slighty aback by the girl's sudden anger, and just what had she meant by "you had your time"? But he merely shook his head and managed a smile:: "No worries, mate.... Yer in relatively friendly company."
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Post by Saber & Kat Tompson on Jan 6, 2006 1:18:38 GMT -5
Saber snorted "Friendly company? Wot do ya call this then? She said and jerked her thumb in Aaron's direction. She took a sip of her wine and shook her head. "Aaron... we'll tallk about this later. Right now, if I see your face again, I'll... I'll... I'll get Kat to rip it off ya!" She said determindly staring into her drink... the wine was deffinitly begining to have an effect.
"Fine... we'll talk later." Standing up he walked towards the door. Opening it he turned and looked at Saber's back. "Just don't forget, what I told you the night you left." He looked up at his captain and nodded a goodbye. "I'll go and look for Chris, Capt." Then rubbing the back of his neck, he walked out of the door and slammed it shut behind him.
Saber's hand balled into a fist, and leaning her elbow on the bar, she rested her head against her hand. Shutting her eyes she put her hand to her mouth and sighed taking her hand away she opened her eyes and looked at Barbossa. "Sorry you had to hear all that mate." She said trying to smile. "So any questions I can answer before I get sober?" And she ment it too. She would answer any questions that Barbossa had at this point.
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Post by Captain Morgan Barbossa on Jan 6, 2006 21:48:15 GMT -5
::Barbossa sighed at Saber, taking Aaron's empty mug and setting it behind the counter to be cleaned:: "I said relatively, mate...." ::He stole a last glance at the door where Aaron had just left, then took his seat and stared at Saber. He wasn't really sure he wanted to ask, but...::
"All righ', then.... If ye really be willin' ta tell me, how did ye meet that slme of a man?"
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Post by Saber & Kat Tompson on Jan 6, 2006 22:22:07 GMT -5
Saber drained her glass and leaned her elbows on the bar. Resting her chin in her hands, she raised one eyebrow and gave Barbossa a faint smile. "Well old friend, i'll tell ya. I tell it staight... and as truthful as I'm able... but dont forget, we're all pirates." She gave a small grin and began a short story.
"I'm sure, you of all people, will remember that I after a time of sailing on the Pearl, I slipped the ship. For reasons that I will not tell you... Anyway, I made my way to tortuga... and I got myself in a bit of trouble...Strangly enough, it was Aaron who pulled me out. He took me in, and took care of me till I regained my strength. The rest is history..."
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Post by Captain Morgan Barbossa on Jan 6, 2006 22:40:15 GMT -5
::Bossa eyed Saber suspiciously for a moment after she'd finished. He knew she wasn't telling the whole story. After all, why would Aaron have chased her all the way to this place if there wasn't more to it than that? But...well, he had a feeling Saber didn't quite want to tell him the rest, and he wasn't going to force her. He knew how the past carried some things a person would rather forget...::
"Alright, lass, I'll let ye off with that fer now. But next time ye come runnin' in 'ere ta get away from a guy, I want ta know th' truth about 'im." ::He winked slightly, to show Saber he understood the reason for her lie, and began to wash out Aaron's mug::
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Post by Saber & Kat Tompson on Jan 7, 2006 12:41:22 GMT -5
Saber chuckled at Barbossa. No hopefully this was the last secret of her past she would ever have to keep from anybody. I mean... certain other people were dead right? Saber had been telling herself that for years, and yet she had a feeling that it wasnt true. I mean... Aaron had suddenly showed up out of nowhere...
Saber sighed. "Well after all that mess, I need something to liven my spirits... wot you got around here for entertainment Bossa? And no I dont need anything else to drink." Saber rubbed her temples. She couldn't hold her drink at all. She knew after the first sip of that wine she would have a spliting headache in the morning.
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Post by Captain Morgan Barbossa on Jan 7, 2006 22:26:09 GMT -5
::Barbossa grinned and looked around the room:: "What ye see is what we got, lass. Sorry ta disappoint ye...." ::Jack the Crunchy Monkey tilted her head at Saber, then screeched and jumped up onto the head of one of the sleeping bar patrons. The man awoke with a start, immediately grabbing his pistol and shooting at the first thing he saw, which just so happened to be another pirate's mug. The two growled at each other for a moment, before the entire pub broke out into a brawl. Barbossa sighed and shook his head as Jack Monkey crawled back up onto his shoulder::
"Well.... I stand corrected, lass...."
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Post by Saber & Kat Tompson on Jan 7, 2006 23:26:24 GMT -5
Saber looked around oddly at the pub brawl. "Well... I guess this is entertaining..." She said with a chuckle. Turning around in her seat she leaned back on the bar and sat watching the brawl... as long as someone didnt offend her, or touch her, she wouldn't join in. (ooc - Do it Bossa do it! lol)
Suddenly Kat walks in. Wot she was doing on the island no one knows... and most likely no one would want to know. Glancing around at the brawl she smiled. "Now this is my kind of pub!" Seeing a mug of rum that had not been spilled and had been left unattended, she began to sleathily make her way over. Reaching the mug she picked it up and went to take a drink. Suddenly it was knocked from her hands. Forgeting compleatly that she haddent even paid for it Kat gave a yell. "Why you bloody...!!! With fists flying she jumped into the fray.
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Post by Captain Morgan Barbossa on Jul 7, 2006 21:34:41 GMT -5
::Bossa rolled his eyes, though he couldn't repress a slight smirk at the chaos now carrying through his entire pub. He patted Jack Monkey affectionately, then leaned back against the bar counter as he fingered his pistol. A few minutes of entertainment wouldn't hurt.... After all, he wasn't the one who had to wash the floors::
::One of the larger men in the room picked up a chair and tossed it through the glass window, quickly following it with several nearby drunks. From across the room, a knife fight had broken out, with one old man using a mug as a shield as he slashed out with his fork. He backs slowly away until he reaches the bar, then absently wraps an arm around Saber in an attempt to pull her in front of him for protection:: (ooc - you asked for it! haha, give 'im hell *g*)
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