Kalin
New Citizen/New Sailor
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Post by Kalin on Sept 20, 2004 11:49:51 GMT -5
"Oh yes he could have." Kalin muttered about his twin's comment on Jack. "The man was running on rage. You saw him."
But he bent down to help. However Roux and Jason looked quite capable of handling Eric's injuries without his interference. So he paced, sword out and ready to attack anyone who approached them.
He looked at the rest of the crew with a sort of nervous smile. "Some grand adventure, eh?" He said with a sarcastic chuckle. He really did wish Jack would hurry up. The captain and Tobbs were the two most stubborn people on the crew. and the idea of the pair of them wandering around alone with a jungle full of dangers did not make Kalin comfortable.
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LilyBelle
Apprentice/Of the Crew
Violets are Blue. Roses are Red. We're comin' Aboard. Prepare to eat Led!
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Post by LilyBelle on Sept 20, 2004 11:53:45 GMT -5
Lily had run to find the rest of the crew along with Jason and Kalin. She'd also run back into the forest to help with Eric as well.
She couldn't help feeling worried about Jack. He was their captain. and she didn't like the idea of him hunting down their enemy alone.
Lily paced the area, frowning as she did. Where was Jack? finally she looked to the rest of the crew. "Well I don't like this. Jack's out there with who knows how many others from Barbossa's crew. I'm going to find him. But I think there should be a little group of us. So, well we stand a chance if we meet anyone." She said reasonably.
"So who's with me?"
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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 20, 2004 15:10:39 GMT -5
Avery was yanked away from where he squatted next to Evelyn. Looking up, he realized that it was Michael who was pulling his arm. He cursed quietly under his breath, but knew that it was only fair. He had dragged Michael off in much the same way earlier. He could only afford one last glance back Eve and the blue-eyed woman.
He soon found himself standing in front of a the famous Captain Sparrow. At Michael's comment he smirked but said nothing. He knew that Michael wanted to take the man down, and would stand out of the way, unless he was needed for something.
As the two engaged in a fight, he stood off to the side, watching with keen interest. The two were good fighters, but it seemed that Michael had the advantage. There it was, the man had used his advantage and now there was a dagger sticking out of his chest. Just a little more to the left and Michael could have ended the fight early.
However, this only seemed to enrage Sparrow more and Avery let out a low breath wondering when this would be over with. Deep inside he found himself admiring the man, not that he would ever admit that. He shifted his weight uncomfortably when Sparrow asked about Evelyn.
He moved around closer to Sparrow, silently and without even the ruffle of grass being heard. His hand slipped to his trusty knife. He would not let harm come to Evelyn if he could help it, but he would not let her get rescued either. If Michael could not take the man down on his own, Avery was prepared to move in.
However, he was anxious to get back and make sure that the Spaniard had not done anything to the woman that reminded him of his sister. He could not bear it if he let something happen to another woman. With a small sigh, he said, "Do you think we could huhhy this up a bit, Michael? I'm suhe the Captain would like to know of ouh find as soon as possible."
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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 20, 2004 15:26:21 GMT -5
Rhys sank to the ground next to Jason at his words, the dreaded words of unsurity that always gave cause to make the heart sink. She bit her bottom lip trying to think, to think of anything she could do. Jason and Roux seemed to be able to handle Eric's injuries and more of the crew was showing up to help out.
She pushed herself up, she would not sit in active waiting for somewhere she could help. Besides Jack was out there without his pistol, what would he do if he got into trouble? He would have to fight fairly.
She slowly made her way to the edge of the clearing, trying to look as if she was just looking for Jack's departure. Suddenly she heard Lily's voice ringing out for anyone who wanted to go rescue the Captain. She shook her head, she knew she was being stupid, but she was the one that let him walk away. She would not be able to live with herself if anything happened to him. A group of people would take too much time, and they made too much noise.
Silently, using all the skills she had picked up as a theif, she faded out of the clearing and out of sight. She slowly followed in the direction that she had seen Jack wander off in. She wasn't sure if he had continued in this direction, but she would do her best at finding him.
Her left hand clutched the pistol, while her right held the knife she had picked up in the native's village. She was as ready as she could be.
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Sept 20, 2004 20:01:22 GMT -5
::Concentrate. He had to concentrate. Had to focus....think Jack think, man....::
::Michael's knives were becoming a problem. He winced as one caught his shoulder and left a bloodt cut. Jack cursed and drove his sword in wildly. Micheal received a slice to his leg.::
::Jack smiled darkly, ready to move in..to take advantage of this injury. and then Avery moved. Jack's attention wavered for a fraction of a second. Micheal's sword zipped through the air. ::
::He realized his mistake as soon as he made it. Jack turned back and tried to step out of the way. but Michael's sword cut through him. A diagonal slash running from his right shoulder to the left side of his ribs.::
::Hissing Jack backed away and stumbled. No the cut wasn't deep enough to kil lhim but it hurt. fire raced over his opened flesh and he tried to stop it with his free hand. Too much blood. Really too much blood.::
::But he wouldn't stop. Instead he backed out of harm's way for a moment, and eyed Michael, wondering if he'd kill him. Probably would. and damnit if he was going to die, he'd die fighting.::
:::slowly he raised his sword again, eyes narrowed, focused:: "Well...this is interestin'......." ::He grinned, waiting for another attack::
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Post by Tasha Antipova on Sept 20, 2004 20:43:21 GMT -5
Tasha looked at Avery and was about to answer him when he stooped down to comfort their captive. Tasha gasped inwardly, a pirate showing compassion? Tasha hadn't seen this since...forever. She watched Micheal grab Avery's arm and pull him away. Tasha looked around to make sure no one was watching, then knelt down next to Evelyn. Don't worr' mate. If Ry's goin' 'eep ya safe, then 'o 'm I. Tasha noticed the bloody cloth again and picked it up. 'ho was this 'rom? Tasha looked around again to make sure no one was watching. A few pirates were giving her questioning looks and Tasha raised her hand to smack Evelyn. 'on't 'orry 'm not really goin' ta smack ya, just 'or show, ya know. Tasha saw that no one was looking at her and lowered her hand. 'f Avery's goin' 'elp ya, then so 'm I. Tasha Antipova at ya service. And ya are?
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Post by Sarah Fleming on Sept 20, 2004 20:54:32 GMT -5
Sarah looked up as a shot rang out and Rhys went running into the jungle. Sarah hesitated a second, then ran after her. She caught up to her when Rhys' finally slowed to a walk. Where do you think the shot came from?
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Post by Carver Brothers on Sept 20, 2004 21:45:46 GMT -5
*Sweat beaded on Michael's forehead as he skimmed by another attack. He knew Sparrow was good, that was undoubted, but he was still better. He had to be. He wouldn't be whom he was without that fact.*
*The fight was definitely a heated one. He was cut a bit deeply on his right side, his arm, and his leg. Sparrow had doen well. But the man was now wounded on his right side of his chest, and he'd made a diagnol slash across him. He was bleeding badly, and Michael's eyes lit up evilly, smiling with a sly, glaring expression.*
"Aye Avery...I'll be done quite soon....if Sparrow holds longer than I'd expect, we'll have to finish him off the quick way."
*And as he glanced over at Avery, he become vulnerable. To vulnerable. In an instant he felt a rush of pain whip through his senses, indictating his shoulder had been wounded. Stepping back a bit off balance, he stumbled back and leaned on a tree, eying his cut angrily and glancing over to Avery, beckoning to let him rest and intervene.*
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Post by Evelyn on Sept 20, 2004 21:51:58 GMT -5
Evelyn blinked at it all and curled into herself a bit more. Her eyes were red and her cheeks were splattered with her tears. She wiped her face then and shook her head, refusing to go down like this. She was EVELYN PEARL for God's sake! Her honeyed eyes peered around as many of the crew began to leave. Her mind seemed to slow, the shock of what COULD be Eric's death, still weighed upon her heavily, but she knew deep down that Eric would hate to have seen Evelyn allow herself to slip into a velvety, eternal, night...
Soon the one who had told her he would watch over her was gone and Evelyn's eyes went wide. She was utterly alone again. Just when she had thought she had found an ally, he was gone. Eve growled a bit and glared as he left but could do nothing, she only wished he returned...Evelyn hated to admit it, but THIS time, she truly needed help.
Suddenly then, a blonde haired woman bent over and spoke to her. Evelyn barely paid mind to her really, but caught her words and she lifted a brow. She was being...compassionate? Her eyes settled upon her face and she looked her over. The woman's icy features stood out but it seemed as if she was willing to help her. Evelyn gave a small nod, not able to SAY anything really but then she jumped back, hitting the tree a bit violently.
Luis looked on at Evelyn with a sneer and looked to Tasha who had joined her side. "Tasha, is it?" he asked her lifting a dark brow and causing her to back away from Evelyn. "I am afraid Barbossa HIMSELF put me in charge of Evelyn, so if you don't mind..." he said with a sly grin as he lifted Evelyn by an arm and dragged her bound body away from Tasha and to a more secluded area, just behind some lush greenery and under a large tree, whos twisted roots stuck up from the ground.
He shoved her to the tree and then took out his dagger. He looked down at her as he and gave a greasy grin that seemed to ooze of malice. He bent down, looking her over, and then violently and abruptly, pressed his dagger's point into the tree RIGHT beside Evelyn's ear which caused her to jump and stare at him with pure fear. "Now....about that city..." he began.
Evelyn looked him over with fear, she was away from anyone's eyes now, that and alone with LUIS. He had definately turned and she glared him slightly. She wanted to scream, to smack him hard, to gut him, and give him his rightful due, but she was bound and under his control at the moment, and the very situation placed a bitter taste in her mouth.
"WHERE is it?" he asked her angrily, spitting in her face, and causing his hair to go into array. "I am NOT a very patient person, and I REFUSE to be any longer..." he licked his lips and spit at her feet. "All this TIME, I have WASTED it on YOu! Trying to win your confidence..." He growled and shook his head. "I was a fool..." he shouted as he placed a hand on either side of Evelyn upon the tree and was inches from her face. "I should have locked you away in that God forsaken ship and I should have gotten the information...." his dark eyes looked her over and she smirked slightly. "...and my WAY with you, and should have been done with it." Luis words were oily and covered with hate.
He glared at her, trying to bore a hole into her from merely his gaze. He was ready to spill this woman's blood here and now, to take her life and perhaps a bit more...
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Sept 20, 2004 22:01:07 GMT -5
::Jack eyed Michael over once. Noted the sweat, noted his glance at Avery. and smiled darkly::
"What...yer not gonna finish what ye started?" He asked, and glared at Michael. He wouldn't let him rest. No. Jack was going to take Michael down. Or die trying.::
::He came in fighting again a flurry of movement and speed. His movements weren't as graceful as before, or as well aimed. But he was moving::
"Where's Barbossa?" Jack snarled out. "Tell me and I might spare you." Oh yeah Jack would go down in a blaze of self rightour glory if he could.::
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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 20, 2004 22:05:13 GMT -5
Avery watched warily as the fight continued. He allowed a small smile to flash across his face at Michael's response to his request. But as fast as the smile came it turned into a frown, Michael had been injured and he could tell he was needed.
He quickly pulled his knife free from it's sheath at his waist and stepped between Jack and Michael. He twirled the dagger once between his fingers before lunging at Jack. He wasn't about to let his training as a theif go to waste. Attack first, defend later.
Their blades clashed as Jack attempted to block the attack. His sword gave him a better range, but he was injured and Avery did not really care about dying. He reached out with his bare hand and grabbed hold of the man's sword. The bite of steel on flesh did not stun him one bit and he used the oportunity to quickly went to stab the man in the side. However, Sparrow jerked to the side and the knife only managed to slice him along the side.
Ry quickly let go of the sword and back up a few feet, panting from the effort it took to hold the sword off. "You fight well for one not trained to the extreme," Avery commented quietly. He held himself ready for an attack or for Michael to step in.
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Sept 20, 2004 22:07:38 GMT -5
::Jack winced and moved away from Avery. All right...that hurt. Jack lashed out once with his sword striking Avery's arm::
::Then he backed off completly, eyeing the two men. This was not going well at all::
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Selina
Apprentice/Of the Crew
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Post by Selina on Sept 20, 2004 22:17:38 GMT -5
Selina crashed through the foliage chasing after Michael. She'd be damned if she'd leave his side to go after Jack's crew. Her green eyes scanned the jungles and then off in the distance she heard a struggle. Spotting what looked to be Avery she hurried over a bit, taking out her sword and wielding it. "Avery?" she asked as she lifted a dark brow and then she turned to spot Michael keeled over. Her heart jumped, somethign was wrong...
It would take a lot, Selina deemed, to make Michael bend over in hurt like this, and she rushed to his side. "Michael? Are you alright?" she asked stupidly and then gently placed a hand upon his cheek. Looking him over she noticed a deep wound on his shoulder and she gasped. "Who did this to you?" she asked him angrily, vengeance boiling in her eyes. She lifted his face up to hers and kissed his lips lightly. "Rest...lay down Michael, you might only hurt yourself more if you dare to stand..." she spoke to him gently and soon her Spanish kicked in. It was a natural thing for Selina to revert to her native tongue when she was upset.
Her curses flowed from her tongue fluently and she caressed Michael's face gently, giving him a kiss upon his brow before turning and glaring at Jack Sparrow. The famous Captain...and he looked wounded.
Selina smirked evilly at this and she stalked towards him. "YOU!" she called as she made to face him.
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Post by Eric Jackson on Sept 20, 2004 22:20:17 GMT -5
*Eric glanced over as Roux asked him what he had done and he grinned a little, giving a half shrug.* Whatever it was it obviously wasn't enough. *He said in a quiet voice. As the man went over the wounds with his hands Eric tried to keep from wincing or mouthing his pain but it was useless and he fidgeted a bit.
He eyed the salve he was given but put it on the wounds quickly. As Jason told him to rest and that they'd find Evelyn Eric merely nodded. But if they left, he was going to. He wasn't about to stay behind and wait while she was out there somewhere, going through God knows what. He watched as the two men proceeded to fix him up but after a bit he brushed their hands away and smiled at them.* Thanks but I'll be fine. We need to go make sure the others are okay. *He said, desperatly wanting to go after Evelyn. He glanced at Lily as she suggested a small group going and he shook his head.*
Honestly I'll be alright. I can still walk, we can all go. No need to split us up even more just so people can watch me. *He stated firmly.*
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Post by Will Turner on Sept 20, 2004 22:23:40 GMT -5
*Will continued to follow Roux and the others until they arrived to Eric, the twins, and Rhys. Wills eyes went wide at the site of his beaten friend and he hurried to the mans side. Eric just patted him weakly on the shoulder and Will smiled at him a little.
He stepped aside as Roux began to examine the mans wounds and gave him the salve. Then Jason stepped in to help as well. Elizabeth grabbed Wills arm and furrowed her borw as her eyes fell upon Eric.* Oh my, is he going to be alright?[/color] *She whispered nervously. Will nodded and placed his hand upon her own that rested on his shoulder.* He'll be fine. Its Jack, Tobbs, and Evelyn Im worried about now. *He frowned and glanced around thoughtfully.
He gave one look in his wifes direction and took off into the jungle. It might have been a stupid move but he wouldn't be William Turner without a few of those. And so he ran as hard as he could when suddenly he heard voices and the sounds of clashing metal. He slowed to a cautious walk and crept towards the group of pirates and then he saw Jack. The man wasn't in the best condition but he was still alive and on his feet so that was a good sign.
Quietly he drew his sword, his eyes scanning the site briefly for a sign of Evy but he didn't see her. Not wanting to waste more time he leapt from the trees and bolted to Jacks side, his sword firmly in his hands as he readied it against anyone who dared come near the Captain again. His eyes landed on Selina. He wouldn't hurt a woman unless he had reason to, and he had a feeling he might just find a reason.* You're still alive I see Jack. *He grinned, still focused on the woman.*
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