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Post by Jack Sparrow on May 18, 2004 23:37:12 GMT -5
:Jack grumbled just a bit as he picked Tobbs up and made for the nearest shelter he could think of. Will's shop:
:He muttered some more, ripped his shirt sleeve and began cleaning her wound as if these were all some sort of game gone haywire. He talked the whole time, figuring if she woke up, he'd havea better chance keeping her calm if she heard someone constantly talking:
"So Miss Topsword.....have a habit of getting into fights you're outnumbered in? Or do you just go seeking the tempers of hostile men?" His voice was sacastic......amused as always:
"you know someone like you really should be more careful.....horrible when drunk you know...."
;His hands deftly cleaned the wound out and he patched them up. She'd live. He peered at her then went over to one of the fires burning in the blacksmith's and stroked it a bit, warming the room. He picked her up and carried her closer to the fire:
:He was in a strange position really. He wasn't sure how she'd react. Jack manuvered her carefully....letting her back rest aganist his chest, and he waited, hoping she'd wake soon:
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Post by Will Turner on May 18, 2004 23:41:59 GMT -5
*Will was on his way towards the docks when he saw Jack hurrying back towards his shop with a woman, obviously wounded, in his arms. Will raised a curious brow and glanced around for a moment then drew his pistol in case there was unwanted company near by and he hurried back towards the shop. He went in slowly and closed the door softly behind him, watching Jack with the woman and Will instantly recognized her.* She's that...Tobbs lass. I'm starting to get confused about whose side she's on. *Will said, putting his pistol back. He moved about the shop, lighting the candles for a bit more light and he returned to Jack.* Need anything?
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Post by Jack Sparrow on May 18, 2004 23:47:50 GMT -5
:Jack glanced up at Will: "Well...seein' as she was fighting off a group of men..and she got the worst of it..I'd say that makes her the underdog.....and I've ogot a soft spot for the underdogs..."
:Jack glanced down at her: "Maybe some rum? bet that hurts." He said, gesturing to the bandages: "And maybe a good bit of rope to tie her back if she tries to kill me...."
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Post by Evelyn on May 18, 2004 23:51:39 GMT -5
Selina "The Black Widow" Carcassas
Selina woke quietly, opening one eye and looking around. There were her clothes, thrown upon a chair and next to her, the stupid bloke she had managed to lure into her trap. Unfortunately for her, he was a smart man, and had made it so Selina had to give in, in order to achieve her ultimate goal. But the payoff was well worth it.
She stood and dressed, running a hand through her ebony locks, with everything in place she found his clothing and his money. Taking it all she poured the coins into her own pouch. The man with the dirty blonde hair groaned and tossed a bit. His hand felt for Selina, but she was not there. Quickly, she unsheathed her sword and before he uttered a word, brought the blade down upon his neck, severing his head completely.
Selina smiled maliciously as she looked down upon him. "Hm, my reputation remains intact." she spoke resting a hand on her hip. Her voice influenced greatly by her Spanish accent, but not completely taken over. She spoke in a refined, clear english, making sure anyone could understand her, although it mattered naught if they didn't. Selina had gotten by for the past few years just this way...night after night, man after man, small fortune after fortune. Every night she would find another to fall into her seductive trap. "Men..." she sighed. "So easily manipulated." She said in a soft voice as she bent over and smiled at the corpse.
Blood now covering the sheets, she left the room. Closing the door she headed downstairs, confident this night would be just as successful, not knowing what fate had in store for her...
Evelyn ran away hurriedly from the gaurd and found her way into a dark alley, gasping for breath. Her head turned and she noticed a sign was up upon the stone wall. A picture of her face and a price tag underneath. Ripping the poster from the wall she stared at the reward. 10 Gold Pieces. "Is tha' bloody it?" Eve asked widening her eyes in amazement.
"I'm worth more than tha'..." she said ripping the parchment and deciding to head back to the ships, hoping there she would be safe from capture, besides she liked this crew, this ship. She was satisfied where she was and wasn't ready to go back to being behind bars just yet.
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Post by Will Turner on May 19, 2004 0:00:58 GMT -5
*Will frowned at Jacks words and he shook his head, finding it an unfair situation that this woman had landed herself in. Then he nodded and hurried to a cupboard in the corner of the shop. Pulling out a flask of rum and a large roll of rope he jogged back to Jack and laid them both upon the table.* The flask should be full, Ive never drank out of it. *He said, glancing back at Tobbs.*
*Eric glanced around a moment at those on the docks then he carefully climbed aboard the Pearl and his eyes searched the deck. He ran his hand along the railing as he made his way from one end to the other and he nodded, leaning on the rail and looking out at Port Royal, his eyes drawing towards the tavern which he hadn't been in, or wanted to be for that matter, for years and he grunted and his eyes narrowed. Shaking his head softly he sat down on a barrel and drew out his pistol, twisting its trigger around his finger as he watched the docks.*[/color]
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Post by DianaMcBeth on May 19, 2004 0:01:43 GMT -5
:Diana looked at Fishy with eyes that glittered like rain caught in sunlight: "Really? You'd share some books?" She asked, her smile becoming brighter. At his suggestion they go out for th night she practically jumped at the chance: "I'd love too!" and then added with a less obviously excited voice:
"That'd be fun!" She smiled, kissed Fishy's cheek once and looked around: "where would we go?"
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Post by Maria Maharet/Turner on May 19, 2004 0:06:37 GMT -5
* Maria grew tired of her lonesomeness. She lifted her head up and glanced around the pub. Jack and Tobbs had left and so had Emma. She sighed and headed toward the door. She creeked it open only so much, but saw nothing out of the ordinary. Stepping outside into the rain she glanced around once more. Nothing... She took a deep breath headed toward the nearest building to shelter herself from the rain.
Halfway there she stopped, that feeling krept back.* " 's wha' i get for stealin'...." * She said to herself. She took another step and soon a shadow caught her eye again. Not many shopkeepers would go this far to keep their treasures back. But once it revealed it self she found it was no shopkeeper at all it was a tall young woman, who looked to be about 19. She had bad vibe from her and Maria didn't trust her. She waslked a little faster and soon she followed her.*
* Briar watched from her appartment as the Pearl sailed into the Harbor. She gave a disgusted look at it. She hated the Pearl and the man who captained it. She was once part of Barbossa's crew, but soon ran away when she thought she couldn't handle being "managed" she worked for herself and no one else... But perhaps that would change...
She touched the scar on her chest. The one Jack had given her. In a close fight that almost left her dead. She grabbed her coat and headed downstairs into the pouring rain. She had seen the crew split up and the captain go into the blacksmith shop... She smirked with envy...
Briar stood alongside a nearbye corner wall and watched with her emerald eyes all that went by. As a young girl walked pass hesitantly. She had recognized her from the ladning of the ship. She walked towards her, hooded and armed* " Ye part of sparra's crew?"
"'o wants te know?" * Maria paused glaring at the woman her hand on her pisto.l*
" Don't be alramed, poppet..." * She walked one step closer eyes fixed on the girl.*" you part of sparra's crew or not?"
* Maria narrowed her eyes then backed away. She held her pistol in her sleeve her finger on the trigger ready to pull it any second*
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Post by Evelyn on May 19, 2004 0:07:05 GMT -5
Evelyn approached the docks, watching her step among the bustling docks, barrels being rolled, sacks being carried, and she headed to the Pearl. She boarded the Pearl and her eyes passed on a certain unfamiliar figure. In a flash Evelyn wielded her blade. "YOU!" She said sternly as she approached the man. "Who are you?" Evelyn asked brushing a few curls from her face and approaching him slowly. "What are you doing here?" Evelyn asked him with a stern look.
He looked rather harmless really, but Eve never took chances. One of the many lessons learned upon the Devil's Wrath. Her eyes passed over him and they shot back up to his face. "Speak quickly." She demanded.
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Post by Victoria Brighton on May 19, 2004 0:12:00 GMT -5
*Tobbs muttered softly in her sleep, if you could call it that. It was like living a nightmare, only occasionally being able to hear what was going on around her...she could hear Jack's words like an echo in the backround, but all the while she was dreaming about emories, and about the past.*
*She saw herself standing before the French captors, her brother before her, pleading for her life...for his...they'd made her watch, and he'd tried so hard to hide what he felt as they....as they...*
*Tobbs opened her eyes and sighed softly, feeling the warmth of a fire before her. She, wanting to return to sleep, closed her eyes and began drifting back to sleep when she felt the most burning pain upon her shoulder. She cursed lightly and sleepily as she opened her eyes and turned her head to look at her shoulder...wait a minute...she wasn't in the streets anymore...*
*As she looked around, she noted the odd familiarity of the whole scene...then there was a man that she'd seen before...that Blacksmith! She was back in the blacksmith's shop! She realized now she'd been laying on something that wasn't the floor, somewhat propped up to be closer to the fire's warmth...*
*As she looked up, she met Sparrow's eyes, the ones she grew enchanted by when she looked in them...she, for a moment, lay still, then all of a sudden it hit her. He'd helped her....she couldn't understand why he could be so kind...there was no kindness in the world...but he...he kept turning that idea around, he'd been as kind as he could even when she threatened his life...a look of gratitude sweeped her face as if a thank you was struggling to escape her lips...*
*Wait a minute!? She'd let someone save her? She didn't need somebody to save her! Again her wild side took over and the gleam of it filled her eyes. The once teal blue eyes became an icy blast of blue. She turned her eyes from his and began struggling with all her might.*
*It was odd for her. She seemed to be struggling so much, but she couldn't win..she hated the feeling, she felt disgusted for herself. She was too weak to escape? She managed to rumble over and try standing, but she fell to the floor again. Cursing, she tried to inch up to at least a defensive sit, but she couldn't even do that. By the time her struggle ended, she was curled up in a ball a foot or so away from where she'd been.*
*When Jack came over to help her, she furrowed her brows and glared at him, yelling as loud as she could (which was more of a normal voice for her at this time)
"I don' need yer 'elp....I, I can do it...I don'-don' need anyone's 'elp...I...I..."
*She'd wasted all her strength out enough so she couldn't talk. Her golden hair shined as the flames cast themselves forward, and Tobbs gently fell into another sleep. In all reality, she'd needed help...but would she ever admit it?*
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Post by Jack Sparrow on May 19, 2004 0:12:29 GMT -5
:Jack gave Will a grateful look and then laughed: "Well...it's good to be in Port Royal again. never can be sure what sort of fun awaits."
:He grinned a bit then peered down at Tobbs: "Funny lass....she's a pirates. Most pirates know when they're out numbered to run..not stay and fight....."
:When Tobbs woke and moved away Jack sighed and looked at her. Frustrating thing she was....she fell asleep again, almost at once...and Jack picked her up....amazed she was so light:
:He glanced at Will: "I'll be headin' for the Pearl. She's docked.....if you're comin'...bring what you want and meet me there....savvy?"
:a smile graced his face and he walked out of the shop and he called: "Told you that ye had a pirate in you!" And he was off:
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Post by Will Turner on May 19, 2004 0:19:59 GMT -5
*Eric watched as a young woman approached him and demanded to know who he was. He continued to swirl the pistol around his finger for a moment then he casually put it in his belt and stood up with a boyish grin upon his face. He eyed Evelyn for a moment and when their eyes met again he ran a hand through his dark blonde hair and extended the other one out to her.* Well my name is Eric, a first name will suffice for now until I know yours. *He stated. Then his eyes wandered about the ship for a moment and he shrugged.* I dont know what Im doing here. I went to visit an old friend of mine and then Im confronted by some pirate named Jack and now Im standing on this deck with you. What are you doing here? *He asked, eyeing her with suspicion.*[/color]
*Will watched as Tobbs awoke and tried to get away, curling up in a ball. His brow furrowed and he looked back over at Jack with a slightly worried look. Surely this woman knew she needed help. Either way he knew Jack was going to give that help to her and at this point she had no choice but to give in. As she drifted off again and the Captain lifted her and said he was heading back to the Pearl, Will nodded and followed him, locking up the shop on his way out. At Jacks words he simply gave a cooked grin and hurried after him.*Yeah well, I always told you, you were a good man. *He said catching up and nodding his head towards the woman in the Captains arms.*
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Post by Jack Sparrow on May 19, 2004 0:25:53 GMT -5
"Aye....but was I not just some pirate ye were determined to kill before that?" He shot the response over his shoulder with a grin:
"So Elizabeth's letting you go? Is she not afraid you'll become a pirate?" The laughter edged into his voice clearly, and he shifted his grip on Tobbs just enough to make her more comfortable.:
"Ye know mate...ye have it easy...ye have one lass who loves you...I've got a lot of lasses...all of them hate me..or want to kill me....." He smiled as the docks came into veiw:
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Post by Will Turner on May 19, 2004 0:31:16 GMT -5
*Will laughed and nodded at both Jacks comments and he simply shrugged.* Hey if you were in my shoes what would you have done? *He grinned then glanced over his shoulder in the general direction of his house where he had left Elizabeth and he rubbed his hands together in a nervous fashion as he looked back at Jack* Yeah well I told her we were just sailing to Tortuga, like...a boat trip. *He said. If he had even mentioned the word pirate to her he would most deffinantly still be stuck at the house.*
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Post by Evelyn on May 19, 2004 0:31:49 GMT -5
Evelyn looked over him and tore her eyes away from his for a moment. "Eric?" She repeated keeping her blade up to him. Eve sighed heavily as he spoke, mentioning Jack helped him, but didn't make her less wary of him. "Evelyn." She stated flatly sheathing her sword again. Her honey eyes passing over him curiously. "I'm par' of the crew 'ere." She told him with a small sarcastic grin. "Which means, I 'ave a good reason ta be 'ere and ye don'. Meanin' it wouldn' be wron if I were to try an' throw ye off the ship this instant." She told him as she approached him. She eyed his outstretched hand and shook it strongly.
His voice was deep and gentle, but he was a strongly built young man. Then she let out a sigh. "Ah, don' worry mate. I'm not gonna 'urt ye...as long as ye don' do anythin' yer not supposed to, savvy?" she asked lifting a brow, leaning her forearms upon the ships sides, the gunwalls. Evelyn gave him a sideglance but looked out at the docks instead. He seemed harmless and if he wasn't, she wouldn't hesitate to get rid of him.
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Post by Roux on May 19, 2004 0:33:08 GMT -5
His brief outting brought him back to the docks, and the Pearl. He black sails were slack now, but she still looked rather, grand.
He came up just as Evelyn was talking to a person he'd never seen. He said his name was Eric. Roux looked him over once, decided the man was not a threat to him or the crew and gave Evelyn a short nod.
"If he gives you any trouble, I'll be nearby." He said in a flat tone that said he'd crack Eric's head open without any qualms if he tried to harm one of the crew. And he meant it.
With that, Roux used the ladder on the side of the ship and climbed aboard, setling himself within range of sight from he whole dock.
<Tobbs Edit: Woot Roux, way to defend the crew! *hides from Willolas and smiles*#nosmileys#nosmileys
(Indeed mate. Violence all the way! -Jack)#nosmileys
[Grabs helment and hides lol -Will/Eric]#nosmileys
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