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Post by Evelyn on Jul 7, 2006 22:24:22 GMT -5
Evelyn had been walking down the craggen lands of the Isle of Death when suddenly a crash caused her to clutch her pistol, which was neatly tucked within the confines of her sash, tightly. A chair, and soon a drunkard or two came flying throuh. They groaned and attempted to recover, meanwhile, Evelyn slinked her way past the group and entered the pub. Normally, she really would not be caught dead in a place like this alone, considering a certain someone would be tailing her like a bloody shadow, but she had managed to slip away from his company for now in order to find herself a nice haven for a good drink.
Moving inside the brawl seemed to have had enough support as to have continued inside as well. And in a rather robust manner, she might add. And she could have sworn a familiar face popped up in the sea of people taking shots at one another within the open areas of the place.
Evelyn paid all of that no heed of course, and instead, opted to head straight for the bar where she slapped down a silver coin which caught the glint in the eye of the nearest barmaid. "A rum." she said, opting to remain standing for now instead of plop herself down in the nearest stool. At times like these, when fists, as well as chairs and men, were flying in all directions, it was best for one to remain on ones toes. You never knew what could come hurling in your direction and well, it was easier for her to get to her weaponry quicker this way really. And that was always a comforting thought.
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Post by Saber & Kat Tompson on Jul 7, 2006 23:26:49 GMT -5
Saber was sitting calmly, watching the fight, and sighing. Knowing that if Kat got herself in trouble, or knocked out, she would have to be the one to drag her home. Suddenly, an arm wrapped around her, and she found herself being used as a shield. "Bloody 'elll what the?!" Getting a good grip on the man's arm, and planting her feet firmly on the floor, she bent foreward and threw the man over her shoulder onto his back. "No one touches me without permission and gets away with it!" She fumed, eyes blazing. Pulling out her sabre, she jumped into the fray.
Kat meanwhile was having the time of her life. She hadn't had a good fist fight in a long time, and was quite enjoying herself. An upercut to her chin sent her flying backwards against the bar. She shook her head and tried to recover. She looked over to see Evelyn. "Oh... ello there! Come ta watch the fun?" She said with a small grin.
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Post by Emma Hawkins/Rick MacKinnon on Jul 7, 2006 23:37:33 GMT -5
Emma, having fallen into a trance when Jack Monkey poked her, suddenly awakens. She frowns thoughtfully, her brain bubbling a bit as her thought process pushes itself along (it might just be the rum sloshing around, but who knows?) Slowly, a thought clicks into place, and her frown deepens. "Tha'....that monkey...'s a threat t' all humanity..." Having thus decided, the young piratess lunges towards the monkey, though unsure as to whether she'll heroically destroy it or hold it for ransom when she catches it.
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Post by Captain Morgan Barbossa on Jul 8, 2006 20:54:06 GMT -5
::Barbossa chuckled as Saber was pulled away from the bar, only to flip the man promptly onto his back and then proceed to chase after him with her sword. That girl sure was something else. He continued to watch the fray for a little while, until his attention was finally called away by someone new approaching the counter. He recognized Evelyn immediately, and before she even ordered her rum he was quickly filling her a mug::
"Welcome ta Ilsa de Meurta, lass," ::he greeted her, handing over the drink:: "Yer not the first unlikely face ta turn up 'ere lately. What brings half o' Sparrow's crew ta me doorstep today?"
::Nearby, Jack Monkey, sensing a threat, clambers up onto the nearest shelf, hissing angrily at Emma and occasionaly tossing a large mug at her head::
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Post by Emma Hawkins/Rick MacKinnon on Jul 8, 2006 21:24:10 GMT -5
:Emma fell back into her chair, scowling as she took a mug to the head. She rearranged her bandanna, bluegreen eyes locking on Jack and narrowing as she plotted the monkey's most grisly demise:
Ye've picked the wrong lass ta mess with today, Monkey...
:So saying, she got to her feet and approached Saber, her face set with deadly seriousness: Saber... that monkey is evil. Threat t' all that's good an' right an' all that. Help me kill it, would ye?
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Post by Saber & Kat Tompson on Jul 9, 2006 14:02:31 GMT -5
Saber, realizing that having a sword in a mostly unarmed fist fight was highly unfair, dropped her weapon, and continued to fight using her fists and feet. She was thrust out of the fight for a moment and she took a second to straighten her shirt and pull back her hair. She was about to dive in again when she was aproached by Emma.
"Um Mate... its undead... you can't kill Jack monkey..." Saber said looking at Emma a little strange. "besides, why would anyone want to kill him? He's cute. " She said with a smile. Reaching out her arm towards Jack, Saber whistled. Jack bounded down and sat on Saber's shoulder. "See? Adorable..."
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Post by Captain Morgan Barbossa on Jul 9, 2006 21:47:44 GMT -5
::Jack Monkey easily hopped onto Saber's outstretched arm, ruffling her little dressants slightly. Then she looked up at Emma, stuck out her tongue, and squawked mockingly at her while dancing around on Saber's head::
::Barbossa glanced over at the three of them, chuckling affectionately at his pet before calling her over:: "Oy, Jack, leave th' drunk lady alone and 'elp me clean up ov'r here!"
::Casting one last glare at Emma, Jack Monkey scampered over to Bossa's shoulder. She tugged his hair lightly, then jumped off to finish her chores before the captain could land a good swat:: "...Bloody rodent...."
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Post by Evelyn on Jul 9, 2006 22:05:11 GMT -5
Evelyn instantly had been bombarded with familiar faces. Some she had wished to see and greet, others she would rather not have. As Kat went flying into the bar Evelyn jumped back some in her seat and her honey colored eyes looked her over and she grinned. "Why Kat! And erm...no. Not necessarily here to watch...or participate for that matter." She said with a shrug.
When Evelyn turned back she found her mug already being filled to the brim and watched as it spilled a bit over, causing the glistening liquid to create a shiny halo of sorts around the mug. "Bossa, Bossa, Bossa. I suppose it is indeed a curiosity to you perhaps, as to why it is you find myself in here." She began to say as she took up her mug and placed it at her lips. "But that...my dear conniving one, shall be none of your concern. A lady never reveals her secrets so easily." She said slyly.
Just then a loud crash disturbed her and she quickly turned to find a mug had been tossed at Emma's head. She watched as the chaos ensued and couldn't help but chuckle at the way Jack hopped off to complete her duties. "You know Bossa...'m surprised yer monkey there has survived having your friendship." She commented waving over at the three of them in a friendly maner. "Because we all know what your friendship has warranted various others in the past..." she concluded, referring to Jack and the mutiny he had led to overtake Sparrow's ship some years ago.
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Post by Emma Hawkins/Rick MacKinnon on Jul 9, 2006 22:15:19 GMT -5
Emma folded her arms sulkily, glaring up at the Jack. As the monkey returned to its master, she let out a sigh of defeat, however temporary.
"You win this time, Monkey... but mark my words, ye'll live ta regret this day!"
With a new to-do list set in her mind (Item 1: Make Jack Monkey less undead. Item 2: Kill it. Item 3: Get a drink, you'll need it by then.) Emma sat back down in her chair to plot and watch her friends.
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Post by Captain Morgan Barbossa on Jul 10, 2006 22:36:12 GMT -5
::Barbossa put on an expression of mock-hurt, pouting at Evelyn as he handed over her rum:: "Well now, lass, I dare say tha' was a bit uncalled f'r.... It be just as much th' monkey's fault as mine." ::He grinned at this, leaning back down on the counter to watch the bar fight continue for another moment. Finally, he'd had enough, and raised his pistol into the air before firing at the ceiling::
"Clear off, ye bunch o' drunken, undead bilgerats!" ::He waited until the last of the usual brawlers had left the pub, then lowered his gun and resumed his conversation with Evy as though nothing had interrupted it:: "So, since yer clearly not 'ere for me 'friendship,' as it were -" ::his lips curved into a lascivous grin at this:: "C'n I at least lend an ear? Ye look like ye could stand ta get a few th'ngs off yer chest."
::Calmly, he resumed washing the empty mugs behind the counter, waiting for a response::
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Post by Saber & Kat Tompson on Jul 11, 2006 10:00:31 GMT -5
Saber watched Jack monkey scamper away, and she smiled. She jumped a little as the pistol went off and rolled her eyes as Barbossa. Looking at the disbanding men she chuckled."Well there goes the entertainment." Going back to the bar, she picked up her wine and took a sip. Barbossa was engauged in conversation with Evelyn, so she walked over to table, picking her sword up from the floor on the way. Sitting down, she propped her feet up on the table, and leaned back.
Kat had jumped right back into the fray, and now stood in the middle of the empty floor. "Darn you Barbossa... why do you always have to spoil all the fun?" She muttered. Picking her hat up off the floor, she dusted it off, and walked towards the bar. Ordering a rum she sat down near Emma. "ey there... cant help but notice yore a little down. I'm the only one whos allowed a permernant scowl. Wot's troublin' ya?" She took a swig from her mug.
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Post by Captain Morgan Barbossa on Jul 12, 2006 10:43:39 GMT -5
::Barbossa spared a sidelong glance at Kat, grinning faintly:: "Sorry ta cut short the party, lass, but it's _my_ bar ye good-fer-nothin' drunks were trashin'. If ye plan on stickin' around ta clean th' place up afterw'rds, then by all means, invite 'em back." ::He smirked ebilly, knowing full well the threat of chores would keep her from grumbling too much...at least within his earshot::
::Nearby, Jack Monkey had doned an adorable little purple apron, and was busy wiping liquor and/or blood from the table tops. She paused long enough to cast Barbossa a murderous glare, then resumed her work::
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