Callisto
New Citizen/New Sailor
I am Callisto. Fear me!
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Post by Callisto on Jul 7, 2004 13:17:13 GMT -5
::Callisto only smirked at Selina and then slowly the look melted into one of a soft smile:::
"your choice. I'm only offering help." She turned her lavender eyes politly away and kept a carefuly neutral look on her face. She could guess Selina was processing information......weighing the possibilites. She waited silenlty........biding her time....:::
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Post by Roux on Jul 7, 2004 14:18:42 GMT -5
Apollo nodded and went to Rose, leaving the room with a polite nod of his head. he went over to Rose now, a gentle smile on his face.
"Are you feeling well?" He asked her softly. Offering her a hand he helped her upright and then opened the door for her. He lead her to Jack's cabin. Where Hawk and Hermes were as well, and various others.
The god nodded to her then gestured to Jack and Hawk. "Go to them." He whispered in a voice so soft only Rose would have been able to hear him.
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Post by Rose Glassman/Hawk Aureye on Jul 7, 2004 14:55:18 GMT -5
"Apollo," Rose said in quiet awe of the god. He was as radiant as she'd pictured him...more handsome than his brother, definitely, but Hermes had the rougish charm that appealed to a female pirate.
Hesitantly, Rose took Apollo's hand, nodding in response to his question. She followed him into the room, looking around. "Hermes." She acknowledged the god softly; he grinned at her, tipping his hat. "Mr. Turner..." She grinned shakily at the man, then turned her eyes to Hawk and Jack.
"Hawk..."
Hawk yelped and ran to hug her, his excitement taking him over. "Rose, we're twins! Can you b'lieve that? You're me sister, an' you gotta start shapin' up now!"
"Shapin' up?" Rose demanded, holding Hawk out at arm's length. Her relief at seeing him safe took over as she hugged him, then studied him critically. "Y'don't know me too well, do ya? I'm not gonna shape up, I'm just gonna give ya more 'ell! So watch out!" She punched his shoulder playfully, then hugged him again; the boy was looking scared now.
Eventually, she let her brother go and turned her gaze to the tricky one...to Jack. Hawk was easy enough to accept, they'd been quick friends, she watched out for him...but Jack had been her captain for so long, just like a father figure, but more distant. Hermes had told her she looked just like her mother...Rose had been told that most of her life...would Jack shun her because of this, seeing Katarina where he didn't want to see her anymore? After all, he had left her...
Rose was having trouble reconciling her feelings of delight that JACK was her father with her lifelong fury at the man who'd abandoned her mother. Finally, she took a step forward, her voice and slight figure shaking.
"...Dad...?"
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Jul 7, 2004 15:06:38 GMT -5
:Jack arched a eyebrow at Rose. Well he should have seen that coming. Rose was every bit as wild as he was....and yet......:
:He studied her face. there was a bit of himself on her features......but so much more of her mother. Katrina practically leapt out at him. He smiled just a tiny bit and nodded:
"Aye." He acknowledged when she called him "dad". So strange a title coming from anyone directed to him. He aproached with a small bit more of hesitation this time. Unsure of exactly HOW to deal with a daughter. I mean....he'd never raised a girl. A boy he could understand a bit more...being a man himself...but...well....
:Then he caught a small twinkle in rose's eyes. A look he recognized as one of his own. he grinned and caught her a tight hug: "Aye. yer stuck with me too then, ye poor lass......"
:He kissed her cheek lightly: "I'm sorry." He added quickly. There'd be time enough to explain his past with their mother. but for now..for this moment...this would have to do: "Truly...I am......"
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Post by Victoria Brighton on Jul 7, 2004 15:39:31 GMT -5
*Tobbs watched solemnly as the proceedings went forward, the gods revealed themselves, the Sparow twins discovered, and the proper intro to the family of Sparrows made. A faint smile caught hold of her lips, but that and the expression of being somewhat distant was the only reaction she showed.*
*Finally, she shook her head to clear her thoughts and stood quietly, making her way towards the door unnoticed. Pausing at it, she turned just enough to see Jack and Hawk and Rose together, wanting to say something like congratulations, or what wonderful news, or something to the effect of happiness, but the moment was too strong, and memories too powerful, and so she left the room silently.*
*Heading out on deck, a rather strained feeling had overcome her, and for some reason she felt bound by something, or held back, unable to get away from it all. Sighing frustratedly, she went to the side of the ship and leaned over it, placing her chin in her hands.*
"Tis good they have eachother....they'll need it, fer sure..." She toyed with her hair a bit. "Always good to 'ave someone....specially at that age..."
*Realizing her talk was out loud, she bit her lip and gazed out at the ocean, telling herself again she didn't need anyone. She'd go down to her cabin soon, because....well...she didn't really know what else she could do.*
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Post by Evelyn on Jul 7, 2004 18:56:46 GMT -5
Evelyn tossed a bit in bed and then blinked. Everything was still rather fuzzy and her head ached massively. At the moment she couldn’t recognize where she was and the cabins all looked so alike that she assumed it was hers, although she couldn’t remember a bloody thing at the moment. With that in mind she had taken off her boots, with some difficulty, and she mumbled inanely to herself, slurring her words. All she knew was she had had a bit too much to drink and at the moment she wanted to try and sleep it off. “Bloody ‘ell.” She muttered as she made herself comfortable, untucking her shirt, and sprawling out onto the bed. Before long she was gone and lost to the aching headache and the darkness.
When Evelyn woke she found a smile on her face and her arm draped over something. Her head rested comfortable on something warm. Fluttering her lids open slowly she groaned as a hand went to her head, she had a horrible headache at the moment. The room was still dark, meaning it was still night time, and she was still feeling rather ill from all the rum. She blinked a few times trying to get things into focus and then felt something draped over her waist. She looked down and saw an arm draped over her hip and she was startled. She jolted her head to the side and saw what it was she was flung over…it was ERIC!
“GAH! BLOODY HELL! ERIC!” Evelyn shouted as she jumped back and hit the wall hard. “Argh!” she groaned as she rubbed the back of her head a bit. “What the…wha’ happened…” Her honeyed eyes looked at Eric as he lay there, shirtless, for a moment...Eve only stared at him rather curiously, but when a small smirk tugged at her lips, she shook her head.
Evelyn felt a deep sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. Suddenly Evelyn began to tug at herself, she stared down, hoping, praying that she was still clothed. She stared down at herself, she was…well at least that was a relief. Although she wondered exactly HOW she ended up like this...
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Post by Will Turner on Jul 7, 2004 19:10:16 GMT -5
*Eric was sleeping deeply, a slight smile on his face with his arm unkowingly drapped across Evelyn. Then suddenly out of no where, the loud and rather angry voice of Evelyn filled the room and he sat up with a jolt. He blinked as everything he tried to focus on was blurry and at the moment he couldn't see much but a dark outlined form a woman standing a ways away from him. He rubbed the back of his neck and groaned as his head throbbed. He didnt even remember coming back to the cabin, nor falling asleep. Slowly his eyes began to focus and for the most part he could make out Evelyn.* What do you mean what happened? I...well I...Why don't you tell me since you think you bloody know everything? *He asked groggily, rising from the bed. He looked at her akwardly for a moment and struggled to piece together the nights events. But not a single bit of it remained in his memory. He noticed Evelyns shirt was untucked and then realized his own was missing. He wrapped his arms about himself slightly embarassed as he eyed her.* What were you doing in my bed? *He asked slowly, almost reluctantly. He was more than annoyed with the fact that he couldn't recall anything. Certainly they hadn't...no they couldn't have. He'd remember something like that. Wouldn't he?*[/color]
*Wills eyes pulled away from the reunited father and son when suddenly Rose walked in with Apollo and Will gave her a smile as she greeted him. He could tell she was nervous about something, and he wondered if she had spotted the Pearl again. Then his chin dropped once again as it was revealed that she too was his child. Will shook his head in disbelief. So not only did Jack have a son, but he had a daughter as well.* And I thought one Sparrow was bad enough. *Will said with a grin, nudging Jack. Then he glanced between the three and decided to head out, giving them a bit of time together without him there. With an almost shocked sounding laugh Will shook his head and returned back out on the deck.*
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Post by Evelyn on Jul 7, 2004 19:21:29 GMT -5
Evelyn took deep breaths as she looked Eric over in shock and she closed her eyes, still feeling the affects of the rum and the sudden movement had turned her a bit sick. "Wha' are ye mutterin' on 'bout?!" Evelyn told him angrily. She opened her eyes and tried to focus on him as he slowly came into clearer view. "I, I couldn' 'ave come here on my bloody own! YOU!" Evelyn pointed a finger at him as she stepped towards him a bit. She spotted his shirt sprawled on the ground and she blinked.
"I, I have NO bloody idea how I'm in yer bed! For all I know ye...ye...bloody...'convinced' me ta come here..." Evelyn told him thinking things over in her head rapidly. Her shirt was hanging loosely from her frame right now, and she quickly pulled the shirt over her shoulder which was bare the moment. Then for a moment she blinked. "But...if we DID...I mean...I mean we couldn' 'ave...I mean...or else I'd remember it, tha's unless...it wasn' WORTH rememberin'..." Evelyn told him as she looked him over curiously again and blushed as she tried tucking her shirt back in.
Evelyn looked around for her boots. "Move!" she said sternly as she brushed past him to look around the bed for her boots, all the while catching herself casting a glance or two at him. Her head ached horribly, her vision was still blurred, and the darkness all added to the slowness to which she was able to find her boots. Still she scurried looking about the bed for them.
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Post by Will Turner on Jul 7, 2004 19:30:41 GMT -5
*Erics jaw dropped as she accused him of convincing her to come into his cabin and he gasped. Maybe he had. Considering the fact that he couldn't remember anything made it difficult to argue with. But none the less he was going to put up a good fight. Surely it hadn't all been his fault.* And for all I know, you convinced me to let you in here! *He exclaimed and then he glanced at her shoulder as she covered it with the shirt. He grinned only slightly and then a look of surprise came over his face.* Not worth remembering! Oh trust me, you'd remember it! *He said defensivly. Eric was secure in his manhood but it still wasn't very comforting hearing something like that.* Of course I don't remember it either so apparently you're no picnic yourself. *He stated smugly, feeling a bit of a victory with that line.* Well I mean if we...which we didn't. *He added quickly. Almost so quickly that it took him a moment to comprehend what he had just said. His mind wasn't exactly at its best right now. As she brushed past him to find her boots he rolled his eyes and wove his fingers through his blonde locks in an obviously annoyed manner.* If you wouldn't mind finding them quickly so you can get out of here, I'd appreciate that. *He said rather loudly in her ear as she scurried around the bed. He plopped back down in the bed, pulling the cover up to his chin and tucking it in tightly about him. He watched her curiously with a raised brow and half hoped that she'd find the boots as fast as possible and get the hell out, while at the same time he hoped they'd remain lost for awhile.*[/color]
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Post by Evelyn on Jul 7, 2004 19:48:17 GMT -5
Evelyn gasped as he spoke and lifted her head from under the bed to stare at him. Her cheeks were rosy from the anger, the slight drunkeness still, and from simply blushing. "Convinced you to LET me in here? I don' doub' tha'! I's no' like I'm all that bad ta look at...you didn' think too bad about me not too bloody long ago!" she told him heatedly as she went to peering under the bed again. She blinked in the darkness finding it hard to find her dark boots in the darkness, in the dark room.
When he mentioned she'd remember it she only muttered a bit as she stretched out her hand trying to feel for them. Then as he mentioned she was no picnic herself she jumped and hit her head on the bottom of the bed and glanced up at him as he lay in bed. "Yer bloody unbearable, ye know tha'?" She said simply as she growled a bit and went back under the bed reaching out for them. "Hah! Now ye wan' me out 'f here? Well ye should have thought of THAT before ye seduced me in here..." Evelyn said with a sound nod.
"An' don' ye dare deny it..." Evelyn began a bit slowly as she reached deep under the bed. Her finger felt the brim of one her boots and she strained to get it but it was no use. She'd have to go UNDER the bed to get it. "Ye KNOW ye would have LOVED ta have a piece o' me..." Evelyn told him with a devilish and arrogant smirk. "Bloody hell!" She cried as she came out from having her head under the bed.
Evelyn then sighed deeply and sat on her legs, her eyes going to Eric very reluctantly. He stared at her curiously for a moment and a silence filled the air. She pondered something and she grit her teeth, REALLY not wanting to do this now...not wanting to ask him for anything! But she had to, there was no way she was leaving without her boots. "My boots are far under yer bed mate..." Evelyn sighed running a hand through her hair looking deep towards it. Evelyn pulled at the bed but saw that it was bolted down, and rightly so, as if it were not, it'd be swaying and rocking with the ship.
To this Evelyn growled, hissed, and cursed like mad for a bit and then ran another hand through her curls. "I can' get 'em out mate..." She was too afraid to go under there, and for good reason. Evelyn had always found herself afraid of small spaces, being wedged in between things and whatnot, but she didn't want to tell him this. "Besides! This is YOUR bloody room! You get them out!" She told him angrily crossing her arms and nodding.
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Post by Will Turner on Jul 7, 2004 20:02:12 GMT -5
*Eric rolled his eyes and flopped over on his side, glancing down at her as she snooped under the bed for her boots. He rubbed his eyes and head as it throbbed. With this headache he was never going to get back to sleep.* Yeah well there was a point in time you didn't think to badly of me either. Forget about that too did you? *He muttered. Then he raised a brow as she bolted up at the mention of his picnic comment. Then he gasped and sat up again, throwing his legs over the side of the bed as he glarred at her. More out of frustration than anger.* Seduced you? I damn well am going to deny it! You don't know if I did anything to you, or the other way around for that matter. *He stated. At her next comment he let out a growl and flopped backwards into his pillow again, clutching his hair as if he were going to pull it out. How did she know if he had wanted her or not. Maybe at one time he might have but at the rate she was going he would rather throw her in the water than on a bed.* Well this is deffinantly one mistake I wont be making again. *He said, glancing at her. He noticed her staring at him and he raised a brow. Then he laughed at her request and he shook his head.* They're your bloody boots not mine. You get em. *He said with a grunt. He couldn't believe she was just asking him for a favor after the insults she had shot at him. Why did she want him to fetch her boots anyways? Then he groaned and rose from the bed, dropping to his knees beside her and glancing at her curiously.* You'll fight pirates, swing between ships, and sail in the middle of the ocean but you won't go under a bloody bed? *He snickered, then got down on his chest and army crawled his way to the back of the bed. He felt around for her boots and finally clung hold of them. He inched his way back out, getting stuck only once, then he sat back on his heels and held them out to her.* There you go. Now if you don't mind stop lingering and get out. I know it's difficult for you but be strong. *He said, nodding his head towards the door as he smirked at her. He snatched his shirt off the back of a chair, quickly pulling it over his head as he plopped back down on top of the covers. He rolled over on his side so that his back was facing her and he shut his eyes.*[/color]
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Post by Evelyn on Jul 7, 2004 20:15:27 GMT -5
As Eric took a seat next to her and spoke of her facing other dangers she flushed. "I jus'...I can' be in small places..." She told him a bit nervously as he headed under the bed and sought her boots. She waited as she bit her nails and felt really sick. Evelyn took in a deep shaky breath as he reappeared with her boots and she took them from him. She kept her mouth tightly shut as he handed them to her and she made to put them on.
As he told her to stop lingering Evelyn looked back and shot him a hateful glare and she gasped. "ME! ME LINGERING?!" Evelyn shouted at him as she had a bit of trouble getting the boot completely on. "No, o' course ye bloody wouldn' wan' me ta linger...now that ye bloody well could 'ave 'ad yer way with me!" she shouted at him over her shoulder. She stuffed her other foot violently into her boot. Evelyn stood quickly and pointed a finger at him. "Tha's right, ye turn yer back ta me...but I'll tell ye one thing...don' ye come bloody NEAR me for the rest o' the voyage...savvy? Obviously I've served my bloody purpose with ye..." Evelyn huffed angrily as she crossed her arms.
Then Eric spoke again, "Well its not like we can take anything back NOW!" He called at her. "And besides its not like this sort of thing is anything foreign to YOU!" He spat. Right when the words left him he hated himself for it, but he was too angry to take them back now.
Evelyn had been turning to leave when he said this. She was purely and simply, angry at him at this point. She was disgusted he would tell her this and it hit her deeply. "How could ye say that..." Evelyn said in a soft voice. Then she took of her boot hurriedly, ran to his side and chucked the boot expertly at his head, hitting him hard on the back of his head. "Bloody bastard..." Evelyn could be heard muttering as she left the room slamming the door. Evelyn glanced around wondering if anyone had heard their argument and then swayed, feeling VERY sick at the moment and finding herself rushing up towards the decks.
She only caught a glimpse of Tobbs and Will as she rushed to side of the ship and began to puke up all the rum in her system. It was offical, this had to be one of the worst nights of her life...What Eric had said penetrated deep in her, he was disgusted with her...he must be to have said that. She finished trowing up and flopped on the deck, with only one boot on, her eyelids closing, and slumping over in darkness again.
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Post by Will Turner on Jul 7, 2004 20:42:51 GMT -5
*Eric groaned and rolled over heavily, looking at Evelyn with a stone cold glare. He could't believe she was saying these things to him! Or shouting was more like it.* Bloody hell Evelyn. Do you have to scream so damn loud? *He shouted angrily. Every time she raised her voice it seemed a thousand times louder in his pounding head. Not to mention the fact that she was making him out to be the advantage taking scum of the earth.* Well its not like we can take anything back now! And besides its not like its something foreign to you. *He growled. And as soon as he had said it, he felt awful. Not only had he just used Evelyns past against her he had broken the promise he made to her to never be like those men. Now he had reduced himself to their level and he frowned. He knew he wasnt like that, and no matter how angry he got with Evelyn or how much he wanted to toss her off the back of the ship he would never use her like that. He might not like her at the moment but he respected her. He hoped more than anything that he hadn't done anything and that it had just been by accident they ended up in the same bed together. But he didn't say anything, he only turned his back on her again. Ignoring her as she told him not to come near her again. Then suddenly he felt something hit him firmly in the back of the head and he winced.* Oh that was just great. Thank you! *He cried, rubbing his head though he refused to turn around. He couldn't even stand her presence at that moment. When she stormed out he glanced over his shoulder at the door and then he groaned, resting his head back on the pillow as he pulled the blankets up over his head. This night couldn't have possibly gone any worse. She would never forgive him for what he had said to her. But frankly, he didn't expect her to. He didn't deserve it.*[/color]
*Will glanced over at Tobbs and saw her leaning on the railing. She looked slightly frustrated and even a little confused. He went over and stood next to her, placing his hand on her shoulder and giving it a small squeeze.* Are you alright Tobbs? *He asked curiously. Even he was still confused about the whole situation between the Gods and the Sparrows. Of course, he wondered if he was confused for the same reasons as her and for some reason he slightly doubted it. Then he could hear the faint sounds of arguing coming from one of the cabins. A moment later Evelyn came storming out of it, though she was alone, and she rushed to the railing. As she puked Will raised a brow and glanced at Tobbs.* You know, you people really do have too much rum. *He said nudging her, wondering what exactly happened in that cabin. As Evelyn flopped over on the deck Will frowned and hurried over to her. He lifted her up carefully and noticed she was missing her boot. He gave Erics cabin a curious glance then looked over at Tobbs.* I better get her to a bed. *He said and rushed her towards her own cabin, laying her down gently a top the covers as he shook his head. With a sigh he quietly left the room, and began to wonder if bringing Eric was as good a plan as he thought it was.*
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Post by Rose Glassman/Hawk Aureye on Jul 8, 2004 6:51:33 GMT -5
Rose hugged her captain and father back just as tightly. She smiled at him, not her usual wild grin, but a gentler, understanding one. "'S all righ'. I understand." She didn't, really, not yet...but what else could she say? "You'll 'ave to tell me about it later, though," she added with a mock-stern glare. Hawk raised an eyebrow at her; she simply grinned at him.
Hermes watched the family reunion with a small grin. It was wonderful to see his charges uniting...however, he couldn't waste time dwelling on this when there was work to be done. He touched his brother's shoulder and gestured meaningfully at the Sparrows.
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Post by Victoria Brighton on Jul 8, 2004 10:39:51 GMT -5
*Tobbs was too in thought to hear Will's approach, and when he spoke up, she looked over and turned her gaze to him, trying to mislead him with a smile and a nod.*
" 'Course I'm alrigh'! I'm always alrigh'.....couldn't be 'appier..."
*Her last words faded out really as she looked to the seas for comfort again. Tilting her head and glancing back at Will to see if he was convinced, she smiled faintly, this time in truth, when she saw his unconvinced features.*
"Can' fool anyone aboard anymore, can I?"
*She sighed and let the silence sink in for a bit, her eyes shifting off again to the sea as she decided whether or not to speak again. She usually glared and spit, but recently she'd actually confided i people, and she really wished to confide in Will at that moment...finally, her voice broke the peace as she continued staring at the ocean.*
"I've escaped facin' the past all my life, Will....why must I be 'aunted by it now?"
*Her eyes were misty and her smile gone as she went on speaking.*
"Ever since I met-" She refused to say Jack's name at that moment for some reason and quickly replaced it. "the crew, it's like I can' run from it anymore. Maybe tis because I've actually felt cared for, been 'elped, and actually forgiven..."
*She looked up at him at the last bit, a small shade of gratitude in the misty blue of her eyes once more. The arguing voices made her look up and she nodded to Will with a smile appearing again, half accusing her own self for past occasions. She offered her help to bring Evy to her cabin, but it was unneeded, so she took a seat on the side of the ship with her back facing the ocean, waiting for Will to return. When he did, shewaved for him to come over again*
"'Ow'd it go? We don' need any spare ropes to keep those two away from eachother, do we?"
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