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Post by Victoria Brighton on Jun 8, 2004 9:27:46 GMT -5
*Tobbs heard his words, but she completely was absorbed in her thoughts as well, which weren't all too decent. Her head did throb, she had hit it against the side of something as she went down, which probably contributed to her spilling out in such an emotional way.*
*Her side was bleedin a bit and coming up noticeably on the clinging soaked blouse, her head ached from bein hit and her panic, and her shoulder was aching from use when it wasn't healed. All in all, she was in pretty bad shape as Jack rocked her on the shore.*
*She kept herself still for all but the occasional sob that escaped her lips, and the shivers that made her body quake. She had been terrified, terrified beyond reason, and beneath the waves, she'd seen her past again, all that had happened revisited her mind because she'd been touched by the one thing that began it all.*
"I can' do this Jack, I can' let it get me again, I can' let them take me away, I won' be 'urt anymore. It was all my fault, all my fault, and I won' go back to it, please don' make me go back to it..."
*Her weakness caught up to her, and she began to breath quite quickly, her sobs slowing to just muffled cries as she pressed her face into him to keep from showing it. She couldn't believe she was so weak, so used, so torn up and tossed into shreds.*
*All of a sudden she stopped. Her tear soaked face looked up at Jack, staring into his eyes with a sudden peace....and she fell lifeless almost, her eyes closing and her crying stopping altogether. It was too much for her. She couldn't take it consciously, and her mind was left into darkness once again.*
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DianaMcBeth
Apprentice/Of the Crew
Stars twinkle not because they do really, but because we need them to!
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Post by DianaMcBeth on Jun 8, 2004 9:29:29 GMT -5
< Diana watched him go nervously. She didn't like the idea of him being down there alone. She grabbed a rope and went after him, silently. As she hit the deck she looked around. something wasn't right>
<And of course her worries were confirmed almost at once. A second later, a hand clamped over her mouth and she let out a muffled scream. Twisting and biting she got loose for just a second and screamed.>
<Then something hard clouted her over the head and she was out like a snufed candle>
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Jun 8, 2004 9:39:49 GMT -5
:Jack simply peered at Tobbs as she let herself go out. He frowned and then picked her up and began to walk to the Siren's Inn. Poor hard headed lass........:
:Jack lived outside of his head. going on impluses most of the time. Tobbs seemd to dwell in her own mind. Which was.....odd to Jack who lived for the moment.:
:He wrapped her up as best as he could in his jacket, and shivering from the cold, he made his way to the inn, hoping Orestes had gotten enough of his crew together to comandeer a ship........:
:Walking through the back alleys, he took a safe route to the east side of town. Tobbs honestly didn't need more of a shock .......:
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Post by Victoria Brighton on Jun 8, 2004 10:16:14 GMT -5
*Falling in and out of consciousness, all Tobbs knew was that she was beying moved. She nestled in close to Jack as he carried her, trying to both keep warm herself and keep him warm, somehow guessing he'd covered her in his jacket.*
*She sighed, a rather pitiful sigh, and opened her eyes once as she was moving, seeing the alley about her. Another memory wound its way into her head because of the familiarity of the area mixed with the same familiar sense of pain she experienced in it and was experiencing now, and she clung to Jack tighter, making it a bit easier to carry her while she sensed she was safe by him*
".....Jack..."
*She whipered rather weakly. Everything seemed to be spinning, so she just closed her eyes as she felt they were approaching their destination.*
Her side burned extremely now, she could feel it bleeding oddly enough, and her shoulder had seemed to re open itself a bit. She whimpered, but didn't go back unconscious, just stayed still and close to Jack.*
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Post by Rose Glassman/Hawk Aureye on Jun 8, 2004 10:18:30 GMT -5
<OOC: Sorry, mates, I have neither the time nor the patience to drag up every member of the crew manually...*g* Go with me on this, k? ^^;> <Tobbsie Edit: Savvy, I probably wouldn't either>
Orestes watched Jack go and smiled a bit, slipping into a back alley. "I could go find everyone...or I could call them..." Still holding Rose, he leaned against the wall and closed his eyes. Gold shimmered around him as he reached his mind out to every person of the Pearl's crew, entering their minds with an unknown prescence.
Hermes placed an idea there...the knowledge that they HAD to come to the Siren's Inn. He gave them no choice...he called them there, his mind-prescence overpowering...he didn't tell them who he was, just made it known that he HAD to be listened to...
Rose shifted in his arms, nearly breaking Hermes's concentration. He continued focusing on the calling...it would work, of course, he'd done it millions of times, but it was a hard trick to keep control over...
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Jun 8, 2004 10:25:55 GMT -5
:Jack glanced down at her a moment, but kept moving. He had to get her out of here...for her own good:
:Sighing he finally stopped and had a look at her. Well she was wounded. bleeding. He frowned. He'd seen worse, but he figured it wasn't doing her any good to be moved around so much. He had to get her someplace where she could lie down:
"Well.....yer not lookin' to well..." He muttered to himself, and picked her back up, trying to arrange her carefully enough that she'd be a bit more comfortble, and hurried on. The Siren's Inn was near. :
:He grumbled a greeting to the front deck, threw a few shillings down and went upstairs, the front deck no doubt thought Jack was in for a night of romping. It did look a bit bad, Jack carrying a passed out woman.......and he did after all have that reputation.....but it really wasn't the time and place.:
:He put Tobbs on the bed and muttered something about people getting injured.......then he waited. He hoped Orestes could get them all here....quickly:
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Post by Roux on Jun 8, 2004 10:29:38 GMT -5
Roux had taken Linea off the ship at the first sign of intruders. Into the town, and he waited. Then he felt Hermes call. A place called the Siren's Inn. "Come with me." He said to Linea, and he walked into the night, holding her hand.
He'd wanted to stop Barbossa, but he could still watch the ship from the sky once day came. He walked towards the Siren's Inn, hoping his brother was staying out of trouble. Unlikely as that was.
Sighing he hurried along, with Linea, hoping all would be well.
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Post by Victoria Brighton on Jun 8, 2004 10:48:04 GMT -5
(<Tobbsie Edit: Please read the edit in my top post in the second page of the rpg, VERY important! Gives the credit and apologies to the ones who made the plot twist![/u]> )[/color]
*Tobbs whimpered a bit louder when Jack put her down on the bed. She really had been thrown into the past with just the current, for it was involved with everything, as it began everything, and she wasn't easily going to be able to get over it, let alone being alone.*
*She tried looking for him and opening her eyes, but the light stung her aching head and so she closed them, her good arm searching for him, helplessly searching about a bit. She resolved to curling up into a ball and whimpering a bit more softly, pleading that Jack hadnt left her like all the rest.*
"Jack, don' leave me, don' go, I can' find ya, I can' find ya...."
*She whispered softly yet loud enough for him to hear, and felt her eyes brimming with tears. She needed to hold onto him, know he was there. She curled up even more without hurting her side, her hands grasping his jacket and her mind begging that Jack hadn't left her. *
*She felt out one last time and realized he'd come over and sat down on the bed to assure her he hadn't left, and she grasped his hand with hers, not willing to let go. All in all, her whimpering stopped and her panic calmed a bit, enough to allow her to sleep, her hold on him loosening enough to allow him to free it if the others came.*
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Post by Evelyn on Jun 8, 2004 12:59:04 GMT -5
Evelyn fell into darkness and images flashed before her, all stirring nothing but pure anger and hate. There was the ship...The Devil's Wrath...as real as the sun in the skies. It's blood red sails bloodying the skies. Then there were chains, those once wrapped about her wrists and then there was screaming. Her screaming. She was seeing her punishment all over again, the ten whiplashes that would leave marks on her to this very day.
Evelyn shook in her bed a bit and then woke with a sudden start as a message relayed into her mind...The Siren's Inn. She sat bolt upright and noted she was in bed, quickly she also noted that there was no familiar sway, she was on land. Her head pounded and Evelyn rubbed her head a bit. "Ah! What the bloody 'ell?" Evelyn groaned as she rubbed her head. The room spun a bit but then slowed. Suddenly she widened her eyes and looked herself over. She sighed with relief, "Ah! Than' God! My clothes are still on!" She said with a small smile.
Evelyn looked out the dirty window to the room where she was at current and spied that the night was still upon them. The room spun once more and things were a bit out of focus now. She had slept for a quite a bit she suspected, as she felt very groggy, but then again that could be due to whatever happened to her earlier. She turned her eyes and spied Eric. "Eric?" Evelyn said smacking the back of his head a bit. She struggled as she made to get out of the bed and stumbled onto the floor, not able to stand properly.
"Eric?" Evelyn said as she lifted her eyes to him. Her eyes widened and she spied the blood upon him. "ERIC!?" Evelyn cried placing a hand on his cheek. She furrowed her brows and then her bottom lip pulsed. Evelyn brought a finger to the lip and noted at dried blood and a cut. Her eyes went around the room wildly. "What the bloody 'ell? ERIC! Eric mate, talk ta me." Evelyn pleaded a bit trying to wake him while her head still pounded.
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Post by Will Turner on Jun 8, 2004 14:42:30 GMT -5
(ooc: Okay things are starting to get very overwhelming and massivly confusing..i mean massivly all of the sudden with so much stuff happening at once its like everyone has their own twists and such going on and aren't paying attention to the other ones happenening and its getting to hard to keep up with. I mean it would be nice if we could all like talk about it before hand to find a place where the twist fits best so its not interfering with other stuff.... *sighs* but whatever...anyways....)
(<Tobbsie Edit: Aye, I know, I messed things up for everyone, confused everything, I'm sorry to you too Will, I didn't forget about you guys. I don't know if I can fix it further, so I'm sorry, really I am. Just keep goin' with your plans and ideas, and maybe just timeloop it in, don't feel rushed or anything, alright? Maybe act like this is before any of what I posted happened, or ignore it until you feel deemed to do so, and just say you were busy or something. *sigh* sorry again> )
(ooc: Alrighty, I'll just keep going on with what I had planned here and then once I finish it up I'll head to the Inn and catch my characters up.)
*Eric groaned and his head tipped to the side as a thought came into his empty mind. Something about an Inn and the urgency to get to it. Then he could hear someone calling his name and at the same time felt something hit the back of his head. He groaned again and his eyes batted open as he glanced around. He went to stand up when he winced and his attention went immediatly to his side and he cringed. The memories of the fight suddenly returning back to him. He glanced up at Evelyn as she told him to speak to her and slowly he rose, sitting down on the edge of the bed.* I was hoping it'd be morning by now. *He said, rubbing his jaw where he had been punched. It was still dark outside and he shook his head, figuring that he'd never get back to sleep now. Especially with the thought in his mind that they had to get to the Inn.* You okay Evelyn? Im glad you're awake. *He said, reaching out and running his hand along her jawline. He frowned as he saw her lip, yet was glad to see her up and moving about, it let him know she would be okay. Then he frowned.* Im sorry about that guy Evelyn I shoulda been watching you better. *He said appologetically. She had given him one job and in all his brillance he messed it up. He shook his head and his mind went back to the man he had fought with. There was something strange about this guy, he acted as if he had known Evelyn. But Eric only figured she had run into him before as she had once frequented Tortuga. Finally Eric looked up at her with gentle, yet sleepy brown eyes and he sighed.*[/color]
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Rymonlinéa
Councellor/First Mate
Tortuga Lord-Lady/Captain
To drink, or not to drink....that is the question...
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Post by Rymonlinéa on Jun 8, 2004 16:06:27 GMT -5
< sorry this is short..just wanted to get a post in tonight. Kinda tired...will post better tomorrow>
:Linea was scared and clutched to Roux's hand as they walked through the dark night. She worried about her cousin. Kora was still on board and she hoped she was alright. Linea knew she could take care of herself, but still, she was the only family she had left. They walked fast to the Inn and Linea's eyes remained frightened and worried.:
Roux...
:She whipsered. It was all she could manage at the time.:
What's going on? What's happened? I don't know whether to run and hide, or to fly back to the ship and help Kora. I know she'll be alright, but, I still worry about her. And what of Callisto, she's still on there, alone below decks! We should help them, or, is it too late?
:Linea caught ahold of herself and forced herself to calm down. Once she was breathing normally, she spoke again.:
I'm sorry, it's just I've not experienced this before. And I just hope everyone is alright.
:She hugged him quickly and blushed:
Thank you for getting me out of there...I was quite scared I must admit...
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Post by Evelyn on Jun 8, 2004 17:47:13 GMT -5
Evelyn smiled as she looked at him but her brows furrowed in concern as she looked him over. She was startled, to say the least. She watched as he sat upon the bed and she looked to the ground. What had she gotten herself into? When he first spoke she took a glance outside and shook her head.
"No, mate, it's still dark out..." She lifted a hand to her head and rubbed it. "An' why is my head poundin'?" Evelyn asked angrily. "Yeah...I'm alright." She told him disgruntled. "YOU! Ye look like ye've been in a bloody brawl! Wha' happened las' night...or rather...earlier?" she asked, her words still a bit slurred and she felt a bit nauseated but it was alright. He touched her jawline and she smirked a bit. "Someone hit me las' night? A man?" Evelyn thought for a moment and then widened her eyes.
"Did he have a scar...down his cheek?" Evelyn asked him lifting a brow. "Eric mate...I think..." Then a flashback came to her and she remembered the face as clear as anything her drunken mind could conjure. "Luis." She said putting a hand to her mouth as her jaw dropped. She looked Eric over with a bit of horror in her face, starting to piece together what had happened. "I'm so sorry!" Evelyn said as she touched his hand, afraid she might hurt him if she embraced him at the moment.
"I need ta clean ye up mate!" Evelyn cried and grabbed a wet rag from nearby and began to wipe at his nose a bit. She looked at his scar, lifting his shirt a bit and wiping at it gently. "Tell me, what happened." Evelyn told him closing her eyes for a moment and then beginning to tend to his wounds.
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Post by Will Turner on Jun 8, 2004 17:57:36 GMT -5
*Eric raised a brow as she asked why her head was pounding and he grinned slightly.* You uh...well...you lost your drinking contest with Emma. *He explained and then sighed and nodded as she said he looked like he had been in a brawl. It was obvious she didn't remember anything from the inncident. He nodded again as she asked if someone had hit her, specifically a man.* Yeah, or at least it appeared like he hit you. You were unconcious when I found you. *He stated, glancing at her from the corner of his eye, slightly worried that she'd yell at him for letting her get into trouble after had made a promise that he wouldnt. As she asked about the scar he sat there for a long moment, trying to remember what the man had looked like. He had been so bent on destroying the guy that he didn't pay much attention to anything else.* Yeah a scar, dark hair. A spanish lad maybe. *He said, looking back at her. Then she suddenly remembered who it was and as she said the name of Luis, Eric tipped his head a bit. He hadn't heard her mention this guy before but it was apparent that the two of them had quite the history.* Dont worry about it, it wasn't your fault. *He said as she appologized and touched his hand. He winced as she put the cloth on his side and he watched her for a long moment as his mind recalled the nights past events. She was a tough woman but she had a gentle touch when she needed it.* Well I..I came out of the pub and I saw you lying there and this guy...Luis was walking away. And I just went after him. He put up one hell of a fight...obviously. *He said, shifting his jaw from one side to the next as it was still rather sore. His brow furrowed and he wondered if he should ask her about Luis, not sure how she would react. But finally his curiosity got the best of him.* Who was that guy? Luis... *He asked softly.*[/color]
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Post by Evelyn on Jun 8, 2004 18:12:31 GMT -5
Evelyn lifted the shirt with one hand and wiped with the other and then grew frustrated as the cloth fell over her hand anyway. "Gah! Take that damned shirt off man!" Evelyn barked at him a bit but gave him a smirk. As he told her what happened Eve nodded, wiping at his wound, it was much easier now that he wasn't wearing his long, loose shirt. "I Lost!?" Evelyn said with a groan and shook her head a bit. Her head pounded. "Tha' woman will be unbearble now..." Evelyn said with a soft growl.
A few strands of curls came in front of her face. She was angry that she had indeed confronted him. This was all a bit of a shock to her really. "I remember now." Evelyn told him as she leaned into Eric a bit and picked away a small rock in his wound and tossed it to the side. "We had had an argument...he called me a few things..." Evelyn didn't want to name them, it didn't matter really. "...he smacked me once...second time I think..." Evelyn sat back on her legs looking up at him. "I think he punched me." Evelyn told him placing a finger on her bottom lip. "Bloody bastard." She said.
Then she sighed heavily as Eric asked her about him. "Luis...Luis was once my everything. I helped him escape the Devil's Wrath...we had fallen in love...or so I thought," She said with a small laugh. Then her eyes turned sad. "He said he couldn't love me because...well I was used." She shrugged a bit, trying to shake the memories off again. "Wasn' my fault...bloody idiot...i's not like I bloody well asked for it!" she said loudly furrowing her brows as she returned to tending to him. Evelyn blew on his wound a bit.
Then her eyes looked up at him. "Thank ye, Eric. For doin' that." Evelyn told him with a sigh. She really didn't want to recall too much of it now...it was too sad for her to remember. Then in almost a whisper she said. "I was whipped for him...I was willing to die for that man once...I thought I'd die without him..." She shook her head and covered it up with a fake smirk.
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Post by Will Turner on Jun 8, 2004 18:26:37 GMT -5
*Eric raised a brow and grinned a bit with surprise as she yelled at him to take his shirt off to make it easier to dress his wound. He glanced to the side for a moment, slightly embarassed but he slipped it off none the less and coughed as he fidgeted a bit.* Why Evelyn, it's just too soon. *He said, winking at her. It was obvious she was mad about loosing the contest as he was feeling the rag on his side more and more. He winced and smacked at her hand a bit.* Easy there lass. *He said, laughing as she said Emma would be unbearable now. He nodded in full agreement. Then she suddenly, without warning, plucked a rock from his side.* Bloody hell, warn me before you do that! *He exclaimed. But he quickly calmed down again as she began to explain about who Luis was and what the two of them had once had together. He frowned at her words, especially after she said Luis said he couldn't love her because she was used.* Well then Luis was a fool if he thought that way. He gave up a palace for a shack. *He said, and then he smiled suddenlly and laughed.* That sounded better in my head. *He blushed and then a surprised look came over his face as she said she had been whipped for him. He shook his head gently but didn't say anything. Poor Evelyn, she must have really endured a lot in her life. Erics eyes trailed slowly over her face and he hoped he could help give her a future better then her past. He ran his fingers over her wounded lip and he frowned.* You're welcome Evelyn. You know I'll always be there for you. *He said softly.* No matter what the cost. *He added beneath his breath, almost too quiet to hear, then he sighed heavily, glancing back down at his side as she fixed it. It looked much better than it had but it still throbbed.*[/color]
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