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Post by Evelyn on Oct 10, 2004 23:12:35 GMT -5
Evelyn sighed heavily and tossed a bit. She bit her lip and looked out of the port hole towards the stars that were flickering in place. The crew...Jack, Tobbs...they were still out there. She groaned into her pillow a bit and then turned to look at Eric's face. She smiled. She should be happy, she should be savoring this, but her heart was worried for her crew and Captain at the moment and she knew there was no way her mind would allow her to sleep. The Pirate in here kicked her to get up quickly and head up on deck to watch for them.
She ran a hand through her soft curls and closed her eyes for a moment, looking towards the door and groaning. "Bloody pirates...can' bloody get here soon..." she muttered. With that, Evelyn attempted to move out of Eric's grasp, not wanting to wake his peaceful sleep. At least one of them got their full nights rest. But just as she made to wrench away his arm she furrowed her brow. It seemed the more she pushed his arm away from her, the more it tightened.
Evelyn looked over at him and he seemed deep in sleep but she smirked slightly. Turning over to him, she tenderly kissed Eric upon the lips and smiled, moving to his ear and beginning to whisper something. "Bloody 'ell Eric, would ye let me go? I'll be back soon, savvy?" she assured him, placing a hand upon his chest.
She needed to get on deck, to wait for Tobbs, for Jack and the rest...and besides...she always enjoyed getting a first hand glimpse of the night skies, breathing in the cool air...it might even help clear her mind of all the things that had happened to her within the last 24 hours.
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Post by Carver Brothers on Oct 10, 2004 23:20:49 GMT -5
*Michael carefully cleaned up her shoulder, preparing to wrap it up as all the dried blood and dirt and such was removed and the wound was taken care of. At Selina's snarl, he looked up at her with a smile.*
"Well I'm sure she'll be in a few weeks of pain with that ankle...and I've no doubt you fought well...so she'll be in for worse...."
*He tried best to get around her shirt sleeve, as he'd cut it a bit to keep the injured area from getting infected, but it was a tad hard coming from the outside and dealing with the sleeve in his way. So, instead, he loosened a button on her shirt and looked up in her eyes to tell her his intentions were just for the wound....which was difficult to do when his fingers were there, as just the recalling of the night they'd spent came bakc in his thoughts, as if it was all happening then. But he snapped back to attention and adjusted the shirt around the shoulder so he could wrap it better, seating himself beside her on the bed and studying things carefully.*
"Selina..."
*He stated as he had just finished as she begun speaking again.*
"I'm not too bad. The back of my neck's a bit achy from that stature the bloody whelp hit me with....but I'll be fine, your more important than a simple scratch. That can wait."
*He smiled again, the smile he only wore for her and nothing else. He knew she needed her rest, and he'd make sure she was just fine before he'd see to himself.*
"The ship's begun to move...I can feel it...but now, anything else injured that I can see too? Or are you wishing to rest now?"
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Post by Eric Jackson on Oct 10, 2004 23:25:50 GMT -5
*Eric felt Evelyn shift in his arms and he instinctivley held her tighter, not truely knowing that he was doing so. It was as if his subconcious were making sure she wouldn't get away from him again, as if holding her tightly to him would make past events go away and keep her in his future.
A moment later he felt soft lifts pressing tenderly against his and his brows raised, though he didn't yet open his eyes. He mumbled something and as he felt her breath upon his skin as she spoke his eyes fluttered open and slowly landed upon her. He smiled warmly and glanced around as he yawned.* Where are you going? *He asked through his yawn. He sat up with his back against the headboard and stretched.
He assumed she was going back up on deck and he decided he wanted to follow her to wherever it was she was headed.* I'll come with you, help you up on deck. *He said, throwing the blankets off of himself. He carefully climbed over her and scooped up his shirt from off the chair, slipping into it. He left it open and decided to go without shoes, feeling too tired to mess with either.
He glanced back over at Evelyn and smiled again. Even if she told him no he was going to go with her and assist her in getting up on the deck. He knew how she was and knew that she'd try to do things for herself. But if she wanted that ankle to heal quickly he figured he'd have to get on her a time or two.*
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Selina
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Post by Selina on Oct 10, 2004 23:41:11 GMT -5
Selina looked Michael over as he began to unbottun her shirt slightly. She lifted a brow at him, but could see he only did this to tend to her wound but she smirked slyly nonetheless. She didn't mind of course...especially since he had seen a BIT more than that a few nights ago. In fact, just recalling it gave her tingles and she smoothed a hand over his cheek. When he was finally finished and sat back on her bed beside her.
Her emerald eyes turned to him as he spoke and she shook her head. "No, Michael, you suffered more than I." she stated firmly. Her hand moved to the back of his neck where there was a bit of dried blood and she cringed slightly. "You cannot belittle your own troubles around me, are we clear on that?" She asked, lifting a curved dark brow.
She appreciated the smile he cracked for her now. It was something she saw rarely in full force. Most of the time he held back from smiling at all. It was simply part of his intimidating persona. Yet, even to see the smallest smirk cross his face for her was enough. She understood he head a certain persona he needed to upkeep if he were to keep respect and fear for him alive, and at the moment, she relied on it a bit as well. Although she knew she would manage by herself.
Selina was still the raw as nails, completely ruthless woman she always was, but it seemed, somehow, for Michael she had managed to tone down her hard heart. He seemed to truly care for her and she was softening for him. It was side only he would see, that is...well...
"Ye know Michael...I...well yer the only...no. Yer the first in a long time to consider me so much, you know?" she began as she looked his face over and tossed her dark hair over her shoulders. Slowly, she stood and made to her candle where she lit it, the candle cast a warm glow about the room and the flames danced across her face. "I, I must...thank you for it. Truly." She said, still staring into the flames. She still had yet to tell Michael about Damien, but she wasn't ready to think of him at the moment.
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Oct 10, 2004 23:53:01 GMT -5
::Jack grinned roguishly, if it could be called that and leaned forward to kiss her neck, his was quite involved with that when something clicked in his head.::
::They won...right? Which explained the absence of Barbossa and his crew...which meant...El Dorado.....Was....was their's.....::
::Jack froze and his eye twitched from the contained reaction. His entire body grew tense and he blinked once. For a second maybe a second he felt like passing out from the shock. An entire city of gold......::
::He twitched and looked at Tobbs, a sort of nervous smile on his face:: "Ye know this means we can BUY Tortuga right?"
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Post by Evelyn on Oct 10, 2004 23:58:50 GMT -5
Evelyn looked to Eric as his eyes fluttered open. She sat up a bit as he yawned and strecthed. "I'm goin' back up on deck Eric. Sorry...I jus' can' sleep knowin' the rest of the crew is out there an' I'm bloody here being an invalid." She sighed heavily, crossing her arms, and giving a small pout. He made to get over her slowly and she lifted a brow. "An' where in the bloody 'ell d'ye think YER goin'?" she asked him a bit peeved. "Ye DON' need ta help me up there, alrigh'? I'll be fine myself." She stated.
She huffed a bit and ran a hand through her curls. He was dressing and that was it. She didn't want to start an argument with him, not now anyway, and not over something stupid like simply questioning his wanting to help. "Argh...fine. But promise me ye'll get ta bed when ye need to, savvy? I don' wanna be the reason yer up Eric. Even though I know ye wouldn' mind either way." She chuckled, giving him a wink and then throwing the blankets off of her.
She shivered a bit from the initial shock of being out of the warm blankets shelter, and then stood slowly, shifting all her weight onto her good leg. She eyed him curiously, noting he hadn't buttoned his shirt and Evelyn gave a smirk. "What d'ye think yer doin'? Tryin' ta tempt me er somethin'?" she asked with a sly smile, quickly running her finger down his chest a bit and giving a laugh.
"But if ye THINK I'm goin' ta let ye out there with that shirt like THAT then yer more insane than I thought...an' that's sayin' a lot." Evelyn said as she looked herself over, noting she only had a loose shirt on and brown torn pants herself. The shirt itself wasn't tucked in nor tied with a sash so it hung off of her shoulder a bit and she shrugged. It was different for her. She could care less how she looked, but Evelyn had always experienced a bit of jealousy when Eric was around other women and she couldn't help it.
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Post by Carver Brothers on Oct 11, 2004 0:02:50 GMT -5
"Suffered more than you? I doubt tha-"
*But he stopped talking and cringed a bit when she felt the back of his neck. He tried to keep from showing it was still painful, but he knew he'd let that slip. Ah well, he'd still be caring for her firstmost.*
"I've not belittled them, just pushed them aside. Why not focus on the thing you care more for?"
*Admitting that he cared for something was tough for him, but Selina was different. And he meant it. He cared for her more than himself now. And he doubted he'd ever forget that.*
*When she moved to the candle, he blinked and watched her go, listening to her words and pondering over what to say back. They were on the touchy subject again, on whomever this first person was that held her heart. Lightly tread....that's what he needed to do.*
*Standing and making his way over to her and taking her hands in his, he squeezed them incredibly gently, kissing her in the same fashion as well.*
"Selina...whomever held your heart before will no doubtedly remain there for a longer time, if not forever. I know, if I lost you..."
*He didn't wanna even imagine it. He closed his eyes for a few seconds, just letting the feel of her be close get to him, then slamming back to attention again.*
"Whenever you're ready...you don't ever have to be...but if you ever are...I'm here...alright?"
*He gave her a gentle hug, and was careful to keep her shoulder untouched.*
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Post by Eric Jackson on Oct 11, 2004 0:10:03 GMT -5
*Eric laughed as she asked him where he thought he was going, finding it humerous that she sounded peeved. He figured she would but he was going to be the one to take her up on the deck whether he simply had to carry her or throw her over his shoulder. He flopped down in the chair as he waited for her to ready herself to go up on deck.
He grinned a little and shrugged.* I'll sleep later, right now I want to go with you. *He stated, trying to appear more lively just so she wouldn't try and force him back into bed. He needed sleep yes but there would be pleanty of time for that once the Pearl set off again.
At first he looked at her confused when she asked if he was trying to tempt her and then he understood what she meant. He glanced down at his open shirt and then back at her and grinned mischeviously.* Why, is it working? *He asked with a wink, rising to his feet. He grabbed her hand for a moment as she slid her finger down his chest and he laughed.* Whats wrong with me going out on deck like this? *He asked and then figured he guessed it.* Ooooh, being possessive now are you? Well if it makes you feel better. *He laughed and buttoned up the shirt.
Then he reached out and pushed the sleeves of her shirt up on her shoulder and gave a nod and a wink.* Well, shall we? *He asked, scooping her up and carrying her up on deck. He kicked a barrel over to the railing and tipped it back up using his foot, sitting her down upon it so she could stay off her foot and look out at the island for the arrival of the crew. A couple more had already arrived. He leaned on the railing himself and let out a long, drawn out yawn.*
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Post by Victoria Brighton on Oct 11, 2004 0:17:07 GMT -5
*Tobbs blinked. Bloody hell, he was going for the neck. ALWAYS was gonna have to curse herself for letting that weak spot be seen. As it really was a weak spot.*
*But just as she about gave up all hope, he froze, and she sensed it. He tensed up, and she could tell. She furrowed her brows and looked at him with interest, catching the nervous smile and the look of sudden realization.*
*Then it sort of hit her too. Woaw. They could hoenstly BUY Tortuga!*
"..."
*She was speechless. She blinked a few times again, grabbing his arm as if to keep herself from doing some kind of fainting number. It was an ENTIRE city of gold they were talking about. That, was just brilliant.*
"Aye...and that native man's loading up the ship with the others as we speak...so we don' even 'ave to do any work, but get to the Pearl..."
*A smirk reappeared and she could've weooted for joy. She calculated the distance from where they were standing to that bed thing again. It could work. A smug mischevious look sneaked on ehr face, and just as Jack could have had time to even start realizing it, she practically tackled him again. Only this time it wasn't so violentish (muahahaha), especially with them landing on that bed thingy.*
"What do ya expect? I'm getting better with that pouncing, eh?"
*Sitting up and laughing with delight, she swept back down and kissed him again, quickly, excitedly, and otherwise in bliss at the thought of having him there AND owning a city of gold. But they did need to get back to the ship.*
"Well Sparrow, we best be pausing all this and get back to the ship; finish thisup from there may'ap. We've got some gold to oversee..."
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Post by Will Turner on Oct 11, 2004 0:22:03 GMT -5
*As the activity in the Golden City began to die down Will noticed that the crew was slowly starting to make their way back to the Pearl. He scooped up one last gold trinket, an urn encrested with jewels and placed it in the small pack he brought with him. He smiled over at Elizabeth who was examining a gold and emerald necklace and he slipped his arm about her waist.* I think we have enough gold to make on hell of a nursery don't you think? *He stated proudly.
The things his child recieved wouldn't be coming from the charity of Governor Swann but from the gold Will had gotten with his own two hands, and very nearly died for a few dozen times it seemed. He glanced down at her stomach, feeling overwhelming pride for the life he and Elizabeth had created. He glanced around.* Well, we should get back to the Pearl. *He said with a heavy sigh. Elizabeth smiled warmly and nodded, resting her head against his shoulder as they made their way back.
The return trip didn't take nearly as long as the journey to the city, that was certainly a relief. As they got to the beach he helped her into a boat and with the assistance of the crew already on deck got back on the Pearl. He glanced over at Eric and Evy and he and Elizabeth grinned a little.* Those two are in for an interesting life. So are a lot of the crew it seems, even Jack and Tobbs.[/color] *She said. Will laughed.* Those two I think would have interesting lives even without each other. Their too daft not to. *He grinned.
He decided to wait up on deck for the others to return but felt it was best if Elizabeth got her rest and so he helped her to their cabin and helped her into bed. He kissed her sweetly and placed a hand upon her stomach. He smiled.* Goodnight love, sleep well and Ill join you soon enough. *He said. She nodded and turned on her side. Will gave one last glance at her belly and walked back out on deck, still finding it insane that he was a father.*
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Post by Evelyn on Oct 11, 2004 0:24:44 GMT -5
Evelyn looked to Eric as he spoke and bit her lip a bit. "Possesive? O' COURSE." she stated plainly. Evelyn was never one to really doubt her jealousy, she figured it was natural to want to protect what was hers, and she would be damned if she was going to let simply ANYONE waltz up and take him from her. "And as fer temptin' me...hm...wouldn' ye like ta know." She smiled slyly as he placed her shirt upon her shoulder in its correct position.
She smirked slightly, pushed a few curls from her face, then made sure every last button was fastened just before he took her up on deck. She rolled her eyes at him a bit and shook her head. It still bothered her horribly that she was in this state and she cursed Barbossa under her breath as he took up there.
The cool air hit her immediately and she sat upon the barrel he had set up for her near the railing and she noted as he made to lean upon the railing as well and yawned deeply. The moon was washing them in a luminous glow and his blonde curls looked almost white in this light. She shook her head and looked out at the island. "Get back ta bed. I mean it Eric." she stated, taking a deep breath and looking back at him. "Yer clearly still bloody tired mate." Her honey eyes looked him over and she reached out, taking his hand in hers and rubbing the back of it with her thumb.
"I can manage mate. I'm not bloody crippled...leas' not yet." she laughed. "An' I'll get back there as soon as the crew's back, savvy? Ye need yer rest mate...ye've had a rough day." She stated gently looking down at his roughened hand. It had calluses upon it now, signs of his hard work over the past few days and she noted that the insides of his palm was considerably rougher than it had been a year ago.
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Post by Eric Jackson on Oct 11, 2004 0:36:27 GMT -5
*Erics brows raised and he glanced over his shoulder at her through heavy eyelids. He grinned a little and turned so his back and elbows rested against the railing and he rolled his eyes.* I'm fine, Evelyn. I'll go lay down when you do. *He stated, truely not wanting to go back to bed just yet. He doubted once he actually got there that he culd go back to sleep without her there anyways. It was afterall the reason he had kidnapped her from her own room in the first place.
He looked down at his hand as she began to mess with it and he smiled a little.* Your day was just as hard, if not harder. *He stated, still watching her mess with his hand. He glanced over at Will and Elizabeth as they came up on deck and noted Evelyn shivver out of the corner of his eye. He wandered off and came back a moment later with another barrel and he sat it behind her own.
Taking a seat upon it he wrapped his arms about her from behind and rested his head upon her back, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. If she wanted him to rest, he would rest. But he was going to stay with her on the deck either way.* You make a good pillow. *He whispered and then grinned though his eyes were still closed.* You are about the size of one after all. *He chuckled. He liked her smaller size for his own personal cuddling reasons, she was just the right size for it. And it did make it easier to carry her around too, which was coming in handy as of late.*
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Oct 11, 2004 0:44:25 GMT -5
::Jack chuckled as they hit the bed and chickled some more as he realized Tobbs was just as thrilled as he was about the gold.:::
"Well Sparrow, we best be pausing all this and get back to the ship; finish this up from there may'ap. We've got some gold to oversee..."
::He considered this a few moments and then laughed. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her closer to him, a sort of smug smile on his face.::
"I don't think there's a rush luv....the natives seem to like us...and it seems a shame to hurry back....if we wait we'll be lettin' the crew have a bit more time to gather up all the gold they can hold......savvy?"
::Jack grinned, and let out a bit of a sigh of contement. He had a city of gold....his ship...his crew...his friends and he had Tobbs....life was good....a pirate's life indeed....::
::And he kissed Tobbs. One that was slow and lingering, teasingly almost, and grew in intensity. He was, he felt certain, in this moment he was the happiest person on earth.....and on the seas....::
::Then he pulled back a bit, cause quite frankly he kissed her till he wassure the both of them wouldn't be able to breathe:: "Well....luv.....we've a city of gold...but not all treasure is silver and gold....I'm glad yer mine..."
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Selina
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Post by Selina on Oct 11, 2004 0:56:46 GMT -5
Selina looked to Michael as he neared her. She looked him over in the candlelight and smiled gently. "Well...I'll not have you push yourself aside on my behalf." she told him with a long sigh, casting a glance his way. Her dark locks shadowed her features and she flipped her hair back over her shoulder. As he neared her and took her hands in his she looked down at him.
It was odd to see Michael this way. She was used to seeing him present a sort of strong persona in front of everyone else, and even with her, his stature and strong features alone passed him off as such a large, rugged man. Yet, somehow, he managed to be so gentle with her and it was something that made her feel that much more special. If he wanted, he could kill her with her bare hands, or simply take her whenever he wanted, and the fact that he didn't, put a smile upon her face.
As he spoke and embraced her gently, she cringed a bit, but noted that he had taken care not to damage her shoulder further. "Michael...I..." her voice fell a bit. She truly cared for him, more than almost anyone. "You will not lose me, alright?" she said gently placing her fingers upon his cheek. "And...I, I care for you Michael, yes. More than almost anyone. I just...I know I will never see the other again, and I have accepted it now." Selina stated with a deep sigh.
Anger brewed within her at the thought of Damien. She never did find out what had happened and it burned at her that he would simply leave without a trace. Her eye glittered in the firelight as they stared back up into his. She reached up and kised him deeply, placing a hand very gently behind his neck. She knew only one way to show him affection and she was ready to offer it to him, but for once in her life, she held back.
Her hand had begun to run down to his chest but she stopped and parted from him. "I, I cannot do this anymore. I...I'm sorry. Michael, I want what we have...well what we could have, to be more than this. Understand?" She asked lifting a brow. "All of my life, THIS was the only way I showed any sort of love to anyone...it should not be this way. This, this should be...different." She sighed, looking him over carefully.
Selina knew that she was taking a new step in her life in simply doing this. Instead of giving into instinct, she was choosing to make what she could possibly have with Michael, different. "I, I hope you understand Michael. Do not think I do not care for you...far from it." Selina stated looking Michael over gently.
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Post by Sarah Fleming on Oct 11, 2004 16:26:41 GMT -5
Sarah smiled at Rhys as she downed the rum. Like a true pirate. Sarah looked around, waiting to see Rhys' brother. Where's your brother Rhys?
She saw Rhys looking toward the jungle, Rhys started walking away and Sarah stared after her blankly for a bit. Then a look of realization hit her face. She turned to Maria, who was also looking at her. They simutaneously ((sp?)) said "O". Do you think...he's on Bossa's crew...
Sarah slightly gasped. Do you think we should follow her? Maria slightly nodded and Sarah and Maria began following her.
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