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Post by Jack Sparrow on Jul 1, 2004 18:41:09 GMT -5
:Jack heard a bit of what the others were saying. And it sort of made sense....but it was the Pearl.......his life...and...Jack's throat clenched:
"ALL HANDS BACK TO THE DECK!" He called, his voice a croaking howl. He'd never backed down from a fight he thought he could win. He had been certain he could win this. but he wasn't willing to risk death for it. Sure...if he could fight Barbossa alone for his ship he would....but...he knew he wouldn't win now...:
:Jack swayed a moment then glared straight at Barbossa: "You've not heard the last of me." He whispered, and smiled grimly:
:Blood was really spilling now..Jack's entire back and right leg were covered in it. But he didn't seem to notice it....but his skin was getting pretty pale by now. He wavered once, righted himself, swayed again and his knees buckled:
:He was crouched on deck, now, and pissed about it. He let out a short of what must have been annoyance and pain. then his asked to nobody in particular: "Is everyone accounted for?"
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Post by Will Turner on Jul 1, 2004 19:03:17 GMT -5
*Will looked back at Jack as the man shouted the retreat and a simple smile crossed his face and he gave a nod as he reached out and placed his hand on Jacks shoulder.* Was worried you were going to do something dumb there for a minute. *He said, his grin growing. He pulled his hand away and looked out towards the Pearl and gave a heavy sigh. When he went to say something more to Jack the man suddenly dropped out of sight. Will raised a brow and glanced down towards the deck only to find the Captain crouched upon it. He glanced around quickly then shrugged, dropping to his knees beside Jack.* I couldn't say for sure but I think most of the crew is back on this ship. Now I'm putting you in a cabin, it's up to you whether or not you want to make this difficult or not. *Will said, wrapping an arm around Jack and lifting the man to his feet as he prepared to drag him towards the closest cabin.*
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Jul 1, 2004 19:09:02 GMT -5
:Jack mutered a few swear words that would make most hardened sailors blush......and of course being Jack, grumbled growled and generally made the very simple job of moving him to a cabin as struggle. A fight worthy of the battle to end all battles.....micro sized into a two man fight to the death.....it was the principle of the matter.....:
:Jack cringed. Well.....the bullet was still lodged someplace inside.....even the most dim of pirates would know that wasn't a good thing....Jack grit his teeth, even the gold ones and looked at Will with bleary eyes: "Get everyone on the ship....get everyone out...I'll be fine for..."
:Jack's eyes rolled back. it was either a bodily pain reaction. or simple lose of blood. but he was failing, fast...:
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Post by Jessi Ferris/Ben Davidson on Jul 1, 2004 19:17:47 GMT -5
Jessi waited, breathless, in a cabin when she heard Jack call all hands back to the deck. She sat back down on the bed where she had been sleeping for the past few days. Getting on board the ship had seemed like a good idea several days when she had been high with a fever, but it had gotten steadily worse as the crew had come aboard and set sail. She groaned as a wave of pain washed over her and staggered to the door. To her surprise, on the other side of it was Will carrying an unconscious Jack. Will! Well, go ahead, set him down on the bed! What's going on? Can I help him? Was it a bullet? Does he need surgery? Jessi looked down at Jack and supressed the nausea she always got when dealing with large amounts of blood. Another wave of pain came and Jessi unsteadily lowered herself to the bed.[/i] God, Will, I'm sorry.
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Post by Victoria Brighton on Jul 1, 2004 19:31:42 GMT -5
*Tobbs flashed a another ly smile at Barbossa as he barely reached the loose board. her eyes glittered, and all of a sudden her focus was turned around to the Hell's Revenge.*
*She gasped as she saw Jack weakly call out for all to return, and she could see the crimson red of his blood from where she was. As her eyes were caught on him and her attention jerked from Barbossa, she didn't notice his perception of her thoughts or his hand reaching out to grab her.*
*All of a sudden she felt cool steel upn her throat and Barbossa's breath on her ear. She muttered and struggled, but hepressed the blade down harder and she winced.*
"Ya think yer smart, Barbossa, but ya waited fer an opportunity fer me not ta be watching you...Yer nuthin but a cheap excuse for a man!"
*He laughed and she felt her opportunity had come, so she grabbed the blade and threw it away from her neck, causing it to cut into her hand as the captain took a few stepps back from toppling over. Wincing and glaring at him, she suddenly was gone from his sight.*
*She had swung high by the sails and pin pointed the remaining crew of Jacks that was on the Pearl, grabbing two and swinging over with them, just before the Revenge sailed out of reach. She landed with grace but was tackled by the two she brought over, and she muttered and lay them down, looking at their wounds and aiding them as best as she could.*
*Once she helped them, she called for water and began going around using her shirt as bandages for the wounded. She stared for a few seconds as the Pearl's cheering new crew sailed away from then, and she sighed. For the next couple of minutes she was darting around aiding the injured, for what cause, she knew naught, as she never had done so before.*
*As she was treating a gunshot wound, her eyes flickered in sudden remembrance. She stood in a jump and her eyes shifted towards the captain's cabin. Racing over, she pushed a few people out of the waqy as gently as shecould and swiftly opened the door wide, casting her eyes about to find him. When she saw him, pale and lifeless almost, she gasped and rushed over, her wish for mocking him gone for the present and only concern in its place.*
"Jack," *she said softly, eying the bloody clothes and then his pale complexure. She brought ehr hand to his face and sighed, then quickly stood and went to his dresser, laying out cloths and fresh clothes that the crew could tend to. She knew they cared for him and had been with him longer, and this was their place, not hers. At his side, she gazed at him one last time, ripping off more of her shirt and using the cloths to help stop the bleeding. She stood to leave, turning to Will as he was by Jack's side*
"Don' let 'im fade, call me if ya need me.....I'll get Orestes and...Roux over 'ere..."
*She fought emotions and spoke solemnly, but her words slightly betrayed her and had care and worry in them. Stepping to the door, she glanced back at Jack once more, and watched as the others bustled in to help...
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Post by Will Turner on Jul 1, 2004 19:39:04 GMT -5
*Will sighed heavily in annoyance as Jack chose to make getting him to the cabin the most difficult thing Will had dealt with in a long time.* Jack damnit, stop fidgiting or I'm going to oar you! *Will cried, tightening his grip about the man. Finally he managed to get a good hold on him and rushed him towards the cabin. When he went inside he saw Jessi rise up off the bed and come over to him. He furrowed his brow as he saw her, slightly confused. He hadn't even realized she was on the ship. But there was no time for talking now, they needed to get the bullet out of Jack and wrap his wounds before the man bloody died on them.* He got shot in the back by some woman and went overboard. Jessi get the bandages while I get the bullet out. It wont be the first one ive yanked out today. *He said, placing Jack on the bed upon his stomach. He lifted the mans shirt and he glanced at her as she sat down.* Its alright. *He said, figuring he could handle it himself. After the third quick attempt he managed to remove the bullet. He jumped up to get bandages when Tobbs walked in. He was glad she was alright and would need the extra help. He smiled and nodded as she asked him not to let the man fade.* He's lived through worse, he'll be fine. Besides, he's too cocky to die just yet. *Will grinned, glancing at the man. He watched as she left to get the others and Will turned back to Jack and Jessi as he waited.*
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Jul 1, 2004 19:50:43 GMT -5
:Jack let out one curse word after another....only whispers, but enough to show he was alive.....:
:when Will had removed the bullet, Jack let out what could only be a hiss of pain and then a sigh.......he was exhausted beyond telling right now.....:
:He closed his eyes..breathing shallow breathes of air....: "rum's on me next time.." He promised and seemed to fall asleep as he was. It happened to the best of people, the stress was a bit much sometimes and lack of blood in Jack's rum stream had taken it's toll....and he didn't exactly have exact change for it...best thing he could do was sleep..:
:and sleep he did.....he was tired...and bleeding and pissed.......sleep was mercy now......:#nosmileys
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Post by Jessi Ferris/Ben Davidson on Jul 1, 2004 20:02:57 GMT -5
Jessi got back up with a little effort and went to the cupboard while Will pulled out the bullet. Jessi looked down at Jack with a grimace and starting unrolling the bandage. He whispered something so quietly that she couldn't understand and then seemed to sleep into unconsciousness. She and Will start patching him up. She smiles He'll be fine. I can feel it. Jessi sits down on the bed next to him, careful not to touch him. I expect you're wondering what I'm doing here, eh, Will? She smiles, a little bittersweetly, while he waits for her to tell him. I got a little sick, is all. When I had a fever, I wasn't exactly in the best state of mind. I don't remember much, just that I came down here, thinking that there wasn't likely to be too many people and that I could rest. When I woke up, I could tell that the crew had set sail. I was still very sick and I drifted in and out of sleep for a couple of days. She looks up at Will with a look that was almost apologetic. I can only suppose that nobody was using this cabin, and therefore I wasn't disturbed. Yesterday when I awoke I felt significantly better. I ate some hard tack I found it the cupboard that looked alright and kept it down. After eating, I went back to sleep and woke up again a couple of hours ago.
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Post by Evelyn on Jul 1, 2004 20:57:56 GMT -5
Evelyn fell into a deep and dark sleep. For most this would be a most calming state, but for Evelyn Pearl, it seemed the deeper she slept the more her old memories seemed to spring to mind. Voices filled her head; that of Luis whom she had ached for for so long. Her screams echoed within her. Faces passed, each painted in a crooked, broken, grin.
Evelyn mumbled softly in her sleep and twitched. She had harnessed these nightmares for years but every now and again they would spring up. However, this one was the worst yet. So much came flooding back to her and she felt herself in a veritable chill. A deep emptiness was felt in the pit of her stomach and she relived evil moments in her past. Then...Ashley...Evelyn had never seen Ashley nor ever heard a description of the former love of Eric's life, but for the instant the strange woman crossed her mind, she simply knew that it was her. Was she here to haunt her? To remind her and pester her, to try and remind her that she was Eric's first...his true?
"No." Evelyn said in a whisper. She woke abruptly. Breathing heavily and heaving. She gasped for air and blinked. It was all coming back to her as she looked around the cabin. Her leg throbbed still, eyes still in a bit of a blur, and Eric next to her, sound asleep.
Evelyn sighed deeply as she saw him. At the pit of her stomach was a feeling of distance between them. She cared for him...more than he knew probably, but she couldn't help but feel a barrier...Ashley. Although Eric had taken a step in ridding himself of her she still had her doubts, and then there was their lives...so different...Evelyn saw in him a family. She saw in Eric a house, children, a kind loving wife; the kind that would cook, clean, care for him, never worry him.
Evelyn was the complete opposite. She could never see herself in a house...waiting on her husband. She couldn't see a family...only a ship and crew mates. And...well...she was a far cry from loving and kind. If anything she was a complete mess...jealous, bitter, haunted, and wretched.
She ran a hand through her hair and she heard Jack call for everyone to fall back to the Hell's Revenge and her heart sank. They had lost. She felt angry at herself and bit her nails once again. Her nasty habit still prevailing. Then as she placed her hands in her pockets she found the leather necklace. Looking to Eric briefly, as she held the leather in her hand, she smirked slightly and began once again twining the necklace together.
She was curious to see what had happened but at the moment everything seemed to be at least under some sort of control, and she couldn't get up anyway, she sighed knowing she might need a makeshift walking stick for a bit. Instead she turned back to the leather necklace and she twined it together mindlessly...knowing there was a reason to get this done...
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Selina's eyes fluttered open and she groaned. The only sound she heard was the call for retreat and she shook her head. Selina was a mess, her black hair wild and in a manelike state, her nose swollen and bloody. She shook her head and glanced around at the emptying decks of the Pearl.
Selina wanted to smirk but couldn't, her jaw was sore and she didn't dare grin. Instead she looked around the decks heaving and picking up her sword. She held her head and sighed heavily. She had lost her small battle with Evelyn...and rage grew within her. That woman would pay for putting her in this sort of state.
Although at least one good thing came from this skirmish...Selina had shot the Captain Jack Sparrow. She leaned against the mainmast and chuckled slightly. She didn't know what had happened...that he had been rescued. Selina couldn't wait to tell Barbossa of her great accomplishment, to tell him she had injured his great foe...
This, would prove, to be one of the biggest mistakes she would ever make...
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Post by Rose Glassman/Hawk Aureye on Jul 2, 2004 5:06:20 GMT -5
Rose rolled her eyes at Will. "'m fine, th' Cap'n's important right now..." She watched in weak shock as Jack gave the order to fall back, then collapsed, as Jessi, Will, and Tobbs took him back into the cabin...and as the entire crew pulled back...
Rose stepped away from the cabin, a small grin on her face. But the grin was bittersweet; she wanted nothing more than to make sure Jack was all right, but for now, he needed to be surrounded by those closer to him than Rose was. No matter how worried she was...she'd wait...it didn't matter...nothing mattered...
Orestes had retreated far enough to see Rose across the rest of the crew, leaning against a doorframe and faltering, swaying in place. He was there instantly, catching the girl as she collapsed backwards into a faint.
Hawk, with considerable anxiety, saw the crew retreat and rushed across the deck; on his way, he saw Orestes and Rose and fought his way over to them. "Orestes," he said quietly; he wasn't quite sure how to address the god, knowing him for what he was. "What's wrong with her?" His concern for Rose overpowered his cautiousness.
Orestes checked Rose's body. "She's got a few bad leg and arm wounds," he said in concern. "And a stab in her side...one in her forehead...the one on her head's pretty deep...oh, blasted girl! Couldn't she stay out of things once she got hurt?" Orestes's concern was creeping through his voice.
Hawk bit his lip. Ever since he'd come aboard the Pearl, he'd felt at home...Rose had been a big part of that. He couldn't lose her. "She'll...be all right, won't she?"
"Hmm? Oh yes, of course. She'll just be very, very sore in the morning. I'm going to get my brother...and take Rose to a cabin...you go check on Jack, will you, Hawk?" Orestes pleaded. Not giving the lad time to answer, he started walking towards a cabin, carrying the unconscious Rose.
Hawk looked after him, sighed, and shook his head. Gods complicated everything...
He entered Jack's cabin and stood in the doorway awkwardly, unsure of what to say or do.
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Post by Victoria Brighton on Jul 2, 2004 12:13:59 GMT -5
*Tobbs glanced over as she heard Hawk standing by the door, his awkward gaze towards Jack noted by her. She smiled faintly and went over to his side, recognizing him from his escape with Diana from the Pearl.*
"Nuthin' much we can do now but wait....'e'll be alright, we juss need ta let 'im rest is all..."*she sighed.*"'Ya know, you don't 'ave to stand 'ere by the door; there's naught but Will and Jessi in 'ere. Don' worry..."
*She gave him a reassuring nod and returned to Will's side, gazing down as Jack muttered something softly and went into a state of unconsciousness.*
"Good, 'es resting."
*She gave a nod of greeting to Jessi and sat down on the floor beside the bed near her and Jack, listening to her story of the fever and giving a worried glance up towards her.*
"Methinks Orestes went off to care fer Rose, so we should be expectin' Roux to come and see Jack anytime now, though Will, you and Jessi 'ave done all that can be done basically. We just 'ave to wait ta see what Roux can do..."
*She placed her chin in her hand and looked back to Jack for a few seconds, a mix of emotions running in her mind. She shook her head and looked back to Jessi again.*
"I'm glad yer 'ere with us now, Jessi, and not with the fever. Yer not feelin' ill still, are you?" she glanced over to Jack again. "How's his bleedin' Will? Slowin' down a bit, aye?"
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Post by Sarah Fleming on Jul 2, 2004 14:42:34 GMT -5
Sarah watched as Orestes carried Rose to a cabin. She quickly ran up to him. I'm not sure I know you sir, but watch after Rose. My name's Sarah. Please, call me if you need anything, I'm going to make some soup for the wounded. Sarah hurried off to the kitchens and was soon back carrying a few bowls of soup. She first went to Jack's cabin and handed a bowl to Will and Jessi, then gently set oneon the table. Eat up now, you're losing strength. Give Jack that bowl when he wakes up. She then set off to Evelyn's cabin. She saw Evelyn and Eric both sleeping and gently opened the door. Sarah set two bowls of soup on a table, then turned to the two sleepers. She smiled t them both and then turned to go out the door. Before closing the door she turned a whispered. Sleep well and take care. She then went to give Rose and Orestes some soup also.
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Post by Emma Hawkins/Rick MacKinnon on Jul 2, 2004 14:50:49 GMT -5
(ooc-All right,mates...I hate to be a pain...but can I get a bit of a synopsis?My computer went all blah right before I left for a week at camp,so I'm way the Hell behind...help,anyone?)
Lol youre not being a pain Emma *pats* Alrighty well to catch you up in a nut shell, the Hells Revenge caught up with the Pearl and an attack broke out. Jack was shot in the back by Selina and was taken to a cabin where Will, Tobbs, and Jessi are watching after him. Evy was shot in the leg and was also taken back onto the Hells Revenge and placed in a cabin where she is currently making a necklace while Eric is asleep on a chair. Rose was also attacked and has now passed out and Orestes has taken her to a cabin to make sure she'll be okay while Hawk is standing in the doorway of Jacks cabin to check on him. Sarah is taking soup around to people. Jack has ordered that his crew return to the Hells Revenge because they cant win the fight so the Pearl is still in the hands of Barbossa.
Now im lost on what some of the characters are doing like callisto and fishy and some of barbossas cronies but for the most part all you need to know is there was a fight between the Pearl and Hells Revenge but Jacks crew had to retreate and are now returning to the Hells Revenge.
Hope that helped and didnt confuse you further!! -Will
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Post by Will Turner on Jul 2, 2004 16:14:48 GMT -5
*Will grinned smiled slightly as Jack promised him rum. He didn't care for the drink much but if it was free he wasn't going to turn it down. As Jessi brought the bandages over to the bed, they quickly patched up his wound. He nodded slightly.* Oh I know he'll be fine. *He said with a heavy sigh, then glanced slowly towards her as she guessed what was on his mind. He knew who she was, he had seen her often in Port Royal and so to be seeing her on this ship surprised him greatly. Especially considering the ship had belonged to Barbossa only a short while ago. He was slightly confused by her story and couldn't rightly figure out why she hadn't chosen to stay at an Inn or someones home instead of boarding a strangers ship. The only logical thing he could come up with was that she had been in a state of dileria during her fever.* Barbossa and his crew didn't know about you did they? You look well enough to where I'd guess that they hadn't. *He said, glancing over her. She appeared untouched.*
*Erics head dipped forward and his eyes drooped when suddenly the quiet voice of Evelyn came to his ears. He glanced up slowly and gazed at her, frowning as she twitched. But sleep was calling to him louder than anything and he could no longer keep it at bay. He folded his arms upon the back of the chair and rested his head upon them, drifting away into a blank sleep. Though the darkness didn't last for long. Soon faded memories of his haunted past flooded into his mind and at first they were warm and gentle. A small smile formed across his lips as he saw Ashley, walking through the surf with a basket in her hand. He saw himself walking over to her as she knelt down, digging for clams. Soon they were laughing and splashing together in the waves. Eric shifted in his sleep and then suddenly his smile faded and his breathing grew heavy as he moaned. As he held her in his arms the water about them turned a crimson red and then their eyes met. Ashleys blue eyes were filled with sadness and then she slipped from his arms and sank beneath the water.* Don't leave me. Dont leave me alone. *He whispered quietly as the blackness again filled his mind. His breathing went from heavy to shallow and his face relaxed as he slept on.*[/color]
*Will looked away from Jessi as Hawk entered the cabin. He smiled and rose from the edge of the bed, glad to see that the man was unharmed. Then he glanced down at Jack* He's going to be fine. Just a bit of a gunshot wound. Nothing rum won't heal later. *He said, assuring him. Then he looked back towards Tobbs.* It's slown a lot. *He said, checking the bandage. As Sarah came in with a bowl of soup it suddenly hit Will how hungry he was. He gave her a thankful nod as he took it and sat down at the small table.* Thank you Sarah. Make sure you get some yourself! *He stated, then quickly began to eat.*
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Jul 2, 2004 18:30:22 GMT -5
:Jack groaned and opened his eyes, cursing rather annoyedily into his pillow. He sighed, and closed his eyes again:
:he didn't feel like talking right now. He wanted to think. To hear the ramblings of his own thoughts. That in itself was enough to calm him. He glanced at everyone in the room: "What are all of you standing around for? check yer own wounds and be ready for another fight."
"I'm not lettin' Barbossa take me ship. So I'll thank all of you to keep yerselves in good health and with luck and rum we might catch him before two days pass....savvy?"
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