Avery Tolen
Apprentice/Of the Crew
Pillaging, drinking, flogging, wenching. Just another day in paradise.
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Post by Avery Tolen on Sept 19, 2004 16:34:33 GMT -5
Avery watched the woman bound in front of him with a compassion that he could not dare to let the others see. He hated having to watch her struggle and attempt to fight when she could not. Yet, he could not tear his eyes away. He had to watch her, he would step in if the opportunity presented it's self.
He heard a voice next to him, turning he found it was the nameless blue-eyed woman. He was momentarily stopped as he listened to her voice, let it ring in his ears. After a moment he answered her, finding it hard to take his eyes off of her, "The woman and anotheh man were in a cleawing talking or awguing depending on how you look at it, not too fah fowm he'e. The spainawd," he glanced at the man with a small bit of disgust slipping across his face, "slipped out of no whe'e to intehfe'e with ouw affaihs." He eyes slipped back to the woman next to him. He began to study her, taking in the contors of her face and the sparkle in her eyes. He still did not know her name, but he found himself drawn to her, almost causing him to forgetabout the woman that reminded him of his sister so much.
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Post by Carver Brothers on Sept 19, 2004 19:52:47 GMT -5
*Michael was pleased with his work, to say the least. He had stopped just a few steps away from Eric, cacthing his breath a bit and smirking at the limp figure. He had been a tough one, even when injured, but it was still a defeat. And he relished in it.*
*Cruentus flew down and landed swiftly upon his shoulder, staring at the other hungrily, as if he was famished. Clearly untrue judging by the crimson on his beak still wet.*
*Speaking to the hawk on the matter of leaving the man to die slowly how he was, he yawned half heartedly and began walking towards Barbossa. The bird flew fom his shoulder in an instant and landed on Eric.*
*Michael spun around and watched. He knew he would not be disobeyed. But what was his partner in crime doing? Well, Cruentus flew back, perching on his arm with a bloody strip of cloth that he'd torn off from Eric's shirt. A grin arched its way onto his face.*
*Strolling back towards the crew, he made his way into the opening, standing just a few steps away from Avery and Tasha. His arms were folded again around his chest, and he watched Evelyn's fight with the man who eyed her greedily. Sighing and shaking his head, he wodnered if these men EVER would stop. Doubtedly.*
*Gesturing the hawk to fly over, Cruentus cried out and was instantly just out of reach of Evelyn or the man that licked his lips. Its black eyes pierced into the kidnapped one, its head tilting once or twice.*
*Then, snapping out of stillness, it swept up its wings and flew right passed her in a shockingly close manner, dropping the bloody torn shirt material into her lap before zooming off over the jungle.*
*Michael's smirk was still upon his lips. The crew mate that hung about Evelyn still, not budging at all really at the hawk's arrival, did disgust Michael. But he wouldn't intervene; if the captain had said so, in a second he would have, but he held no compassion for the sharp tongued laady, only that she reminded him slightly of Selina in the fact that the men tried doing this to her from time to time. But this was not Selina. And he had no mercy to spare.*
*Calling out to explain this new article that was in the captive's lap, he stared straight through her eyes and into her mind.*
"A little present for the lady, from the spirited one she was with. Unfortunately for him, spirit got him nowhere. Fortunately for us, its one less of Sparrow's crew to worry about."
*Shrugging and leaning on a tree for some rest, he glanced over at Avery and Tasha. The two had...something involving eachother. He wondered silently...*
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Post by Tasha Antipova on Sept 19, 2004 19:54:24 GMT -5
Tasha grinned at Avery, it was more of a smile, she hadn't been really smiled since Norway. She loved being a pirate and she really felt alive when she was looting, fighting, etc. but she usually greeted that with a sly grin. Tasha could tell by Avery's voice that he didn't like the spainard, and she could feel Avery's nearly constant gaze on her. When you spoke of the spainard you sounded like you did not like him, I'm not disagreeing with you, but can I ask why?! Tasha looked towards the captive again and noticed Micheal was back. A bird swooped down near the captive and dropped a piece of bloody cloth on top of her. Tasha wondered whom that was from. She hoped it wasn't from a lover or family member, she hated it when pirates split up families. She knew the feeling and it was terrible.
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Avery Tolen
Apprentice/Of the Crew
Pillaging, drinking, flogging, wenching. Just another day in paradise.
Posts: 50
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Post by Avery Tolen on Sept 19, 2004 20:10:47 GMT -5
Avery watched the woman as a small smile formed on her lips. He had to resist the urge to reach out and touch her. He shook his head and turned away from her, his eyes turning back to rest on the form of Evelyn. He was falling under the blue-eyed woman's spell, but he could not let that happen. He was not about to let some woman gain so much control over him.
The image of her smile still before his eyes he answered her question quietly, almost cautiously, "I can not help my hat'ed. Not after what one did to my sisteh. He stahted it all, caused he' life to become a living hell. But come, how do you get me to admit these things, things no one but family know, when I don't even know yah name?" He turned around then and caught her gaze, holding it. Questioning her. He barely registered the hawk, cloth, look on Evelyn's face, and the return of Michael. He was wanted the answer to his question before he would give anything else his attention.
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Sept 19, 2004 22:54:01 GMT -5
::Jack stumbled through the jungle, sword drawn, his senses on edge. When he came across Eric::
"ERIC!" He yelped and bent down to check him over. Well he looked like hell on a bad day. Frowning he felt for a pulse, found one and exhaled sharply. "Eric mate....you alright lad?"
::Worriedly Jack felt briefly for broken bones and then checked his head for a fever. His eyes grew dark. Barbossa and his crew. Of course who else would it have been?::
::taking out his flask his poured a mouthful of rum into Eric's mouth, forced him to swallow it. He wasnt trying to get him drunk but rum would dull any pain and keep him warm for a little bit::
"Come on lad...up you get..let's go..." Jack muttered as he hauled the young man to his feet, and carried him a few paces before stopping. Jack was strong, but Eric was dead weight. Frowning he put him down again, and thought over his choices::
::Eric needed help and fast. He also had to get to the crew before anything else happened to any of them. He thought it over a while. He wouldn't leave a wounded man. so he took out his pistol, loaded it and fired twice into the air, hoping one of his crew would answer his calls for help::
"come Eric, lad. You need to keep breathin so ye can help me kill the scum that did this to you..."
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Jason
New Citizen/New Sailor
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Post by Jason on Sept 19, 2004 22:58:55 GMT -5
Jason had reached camp not seconds before. "Jack wants us all together mates. Pack up and let's go back to the others, savvy?"
And Jack's pistol rang out in the forest. Worried, Jason looked up and back towards the sound. "Come on. Everyone we should go find out what's wrong."
Jason turned and marched back into the jungle again, hoping nothing bad had happened to his friends.
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Kalin
New Citizen/New Sailor
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Post by Kalin on Sept 19, 2004 23:02:04 GMT -5
"for the love of..." Kalin growled in annoyance. "We just got here!"
But he didn't argue. Jack wouldn't have fired shots into the air had he not needed them. "Right then, everyone back into this God forsaken jungle!" He said cheerfully and ran in after his brother.
"Ye know you'd think a City of Gold would be places somewhere a bit more appealing dont you think?" He asked with a laugh, and drew his sword.
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Rhys Tolen
Councellor/First Mate
The beatings will continue until morale improves.
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Post by Rhys Tolen on Sept 19, 2004 23:16:32 GMT -5
Rhys did not like the idea of waiting in the middle of the jungle for Jack to return with the rest of the crew. She paced back and forth next to Sarah, waiting impatiently for the Captain to return. She felt helpless; unable to move to find Fishy and unable to keep moving and keep others from pin pointing their location.
Suddenly she heard the sound of a gun going off. Without waiting for anyone else, she took off in the direction of the sound. A short time later she found herself wandering into a clearing with Jack standing patiently waiting for help with a limp Eric at his feet.
She jogged up to the two men, "What happened? Oh we don't have time, we need to get him to somewhere we can treat his wounds." Coming over she bent down and slung one of Eric's arms around her shoulder. She waited patiently for Jack to lift the other side before they could start off.
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Selina
Apprentice/Of the Crew
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Post by Selina on Sept 19, 2004 23:17:40 GMT -5
Selina looked everything over carefully. Her mind registering the past events quickly and she reacted with only mild concern. However, when everyone returned besides Michael Selina became a bit alarmed. "Where is Michael?" she asked aloud to no one in particular. She glanced around and then made to go into the jungles to look for Michael. As she made her way towards them however, she spotted what appeared to be a curly haired captive and she lifted a brow.
"Could it be?" Selina asked herself silently as she lifted a curved brow and her green eyes scanned over them. "Evelyn?" she asked furrowing her brows. As she finally spotted the curls, she widened her eyes and they filled with a fire. "You DIRTY WENCH!" Selina growled and almost lunged at her on the spot but held herself back as Bossa spoke to her. Then as she was bound Selina smiled evilly down at her. She slowly began to approach the woman, a PRIME time to pay Evelyn back for all she had done to her a year ago when Michael showed up.
As he passed her by and dropped a bloodied piece of cloth upon her lap she smiled evilly. She KNEW there was a reason she liked Michael so much. Making her way towards him she embraced him. "That was PURELY devious, Michael." Selina said with a smile, beaming at him. "That WENCH deserves nothing more...who exactly was it that you took from her? Friend, brother, lover?" Selina asked in a voice that was loud enough that Evelyn could hear it.
Selina was relishing in this. Evelyn seemed completely defeated, in body and spirit. As she noted Eve gaze at the cloth she knew it pierced her deeply, anyone could see that, and she wouldn't want to see Evelyn in ANY other fashion.
She planted a small kiss upon Michael's cheek and stood next to him watching Evelyn intently with a triumphant grin across her face...
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Post by Captain Morgan Barbossa on Sept 19, 2004 23:29:18 GMT -5
::Barbossa looked Luis over, frowning thoughtfully. If he new about the near mutiny of the crew, then he was definitely as good of a spy as he boasted. Not just anyone could track HIS crew and survive...::
"Perhaps ye've made yer point. I could al'ays use a man o' yer talents on me crew... an' ye DID bring me Evelyn, after all. Welcome aboard the Blood's Call, matey!" ::Barbossa reached out and grabbed his hand as if to shake it, but instead jerked Luis forward until he was mere inches in front of his own face:: "But don' think fer a second that I won' hold ye ta that promise. Ye try anythin' funny, and ye'll wish ye'd ne'er been born. D'ye understand me...?"
::With a final warning glare, Barbossa released Luis. Before the other man could reply however, Barbossa heard shouting nearby, and looked up to see a large man trying to attack Evy. Normally, he would have simply smirked, told her she deserved it. Normally, he wouldn't have cared what happened to his captive, especially one he hated so much as Evelyn Pearl. Normally... normally he wouldn't panic, and rush to his captive's aid... But for some reason, Evy wasn't a normal woman to him::
::Just as the large pirate reached out and grabbed Evelyn's arm in a death-grib, Barbossa whipped out his pistol and shot him square in the back. The man let out a howl of pain before collapsing into a bloody heap on the ground. The pirate captain smirked::
"Let that be a lesson ta all o' ye! Th' next man tha' tries ta lay a finger on Evelyn Pearl gets a nice littl' piece o' metal in their skull."
::Turning back to face Evelyn, a rare, genuine smile spread across his face:: "Ye al'right now, lass?"
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Sept 19, 2004 23:44:13 GMT -5
::Jack frowned at Rhys:: "I'm not a expert lass but I think we shouldn't move him just yet. Ye stay here just a bit....I'm sure someone else wil lbe coming this way, one of our crew will soon...so wait for them..ok?"
::He helped manuver Eric back down and then looked at Rhys, and gave her his pistol:: "Here..use this on anyone who's not from our crew....savvy?"
::This being said Jack drew his sword and stalked off into the jungle, following instincts. Barbossa. The bastard. He had Evy by now of course. Eric wouldn't have let Evy go without a fight.....Jack's eyes blazed with anger as he hunted down his enemy::
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Jason
New Citizen/New Sailor
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Post by Jason on Sept 19, 2004 23:47:53 GMT -5
Jason reached Rhys not more then five minutes after Jack's departure.
"My God, Rhys what happened to Eric?" He asked worriedly and bent over to help. The poor man looked a inch from death. Either that or Eric had knocked on Death's door run away and then Death sent out the pitbull guard dogs.
"Eric, mate. ye alright?" He whispered urgently. "come on now mate. Stay with us here."
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Post by Evelyn on Sept 19, 2004 23:48:20 GMT -5
Evelyn looked up at the man that inched his way towards her with wide eyes. She could say nothing to him and only her eyes spoke for her. Everything else was mumbled and was drowned out by the cloth that was stuck in her mouth, keeping her from saying a word. She struggled a bit and then soon she noticed a large statured man make his way towards her slightly and a piece of cloth soon landed upon her lap. She blinked down at it.
As she looked it over her eyes stung and her throat became clogged. "Eric?" she thought and breathed heavily. She picked it up gently, looking it over, and soon tears were beginning to prickle her eyes. She shot her eyes up at the man who had taken credit for this and she growled angrily. "YERF BLOODFY FASTARD!" Was all that was comprehensible. Evelyn was enraged and she attempted to stand to lunge at him but an hand closed about her arm.
She looked at him and shrieked as she attempted to shake his grip off but in a blink the man fell dead upon the ground next to her and she screamed. Tears were falling down her cheeks now and she curled up against the tree. At this point, Evelyn wasn't sure WHO to trust, she was afraid and nothing could comfort her. All she knew was she was hostage, there were at least THREE people around who wanted her DEAD, and Eric...God...Eric was...
She closed her eyes. She couldn't bear it. As Barbossa asked if she was alright, Evelyn blinked and glared at him, huffing angrily, it almost seemed as if steam was about ready to fly off of her. Her anger was immeasurable and as far as she was concerned...they ALL deserved to die...
Then as she heaved her eyes turned to one...he looked different...Evelyn looked at him briefly, allowing her gaze to linger on him...he reminded her so much of someone else but couldn't place it...
She tore her eyes away however and she turned back to Barbossa. She shook her head. HOW could he think she was alright? Evelyn's tears tumbled again and she broke down...if Eric TRULY was dead...then that was it...it had all left her...a true emptiness settled in and her head hung...
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Kalin
New Citizen/New Sailor
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Post by Kalin on Sept 19, 2004 23:55:10 GMT -5
Kalin flinched when he saw Eric.
"Sweet Mother of.." His voice trailed away. "Eric?"
Kalin watched his twin get to work. "Is he going to be all right?"
"I'm not sure." Jason replied. Kalin glared suddenly. who the hell had beat Eric up like this? Bloody cowards. "Well is he even breathing?" He demanded.
"Yes." Jason answered. Kalin watched as his twin wroked deftly on Eric's wounds, somehow knowing how to ease the pain away, mend the wounds. Kalin only shook his head, confused nd suddenly turned to the jungle. No doubt Jack had gone in search of the persons responsible for Eric's injuries.
"Well hurry if you can. Jack's probably loose someplace." Kalin said softly and knelt down to help.
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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 Sept 20, 2004 0:00:34 GMT -5
// Fishy, Jack asked me to find you. So please don't be mad with this post okay? something about moving the rpg.//
*Diana had watched the group slowly split and sighed with worry. annoyed with the waiting she took off into the jungle herself, trying to listen for anyone or anything odd**
**She puased and heard footsteps. A single pair of boots. Half hoping she ran forward and cut through the trees. There stood Fishy!**
**Delighted she ran forward to him and laughed** "THERE you are! We've been looking for you! Your monkey found us!" She laughed and held out her hand to him and took his. "Come on. I've got a bad feeling that something's going on that shouldn't be. Let's go!"
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