Rymonlinéa
Councellor/First Mate
Tortuga Lord-Lady/Captain
To drink, or not to drink....that is the question...
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Post by Rymonlinéa on Nov 7, 2004 17:03:50 GMT -5
:Linea strode around Port Royal as lost as she'd ever been. It'd been a long time since she had been there and it had changed ever so much that she was in a daze. Seeing a tree with a bit of shade, she walked over and sat down while muttering.:
Leave it up to me to go and get bloody lost in the place I grew up in.
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Puck
Councellor/First Mate
What Fools these Mortals be!
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Post by Puck on Nov 7, 2004 17:06:37 GMT -5
::Puck stopped and caught sight of Linea. He smirked and walked over to her, looking innocently adorable and sat down in front of her::
::He seemed to be regarding her for a long moment then opened his mouth up and meowed, if it could be called that, walked over and sat on her lap as if to say; "hello....you're stuck with me now. deal with it."
::and promptly closed his eyes:::
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Rymonlinéa
Councellor/First Mate
Tortuga Lord-Lady/Captain
To drink, or not to drink....that is the question...
Posts: 235
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Post by Rymonlinéa on Nov 7, 2004 17:15:11 GMT -5
:Linea had been with her own thoughts as she was laying with her back against the tree when she heard some 'meowing'. Sitting up, she saw the cutest assortment of a cat that she'd ever seen. As he made her way into her lap she just giggled as he shut his eyes. As she was stroking his soft, silky fur, she took a good look at him.:
Oh my, I really don't know what to make of you. You're not a cat, that much is true, but what else is in you?
:She poked him a little bit just to see what would happen, then went back to petting him.:
Well, I guess it seems that I am stuck with you. So, I believe I should give you a name dont' you think? Hmm..Emilio? I think that should work. What do you think?
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Puck
Councellor/First Mate
What Fools these Mortals be!
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Post by Puck on Nov 7, 2004 17:19:39 GMT -5
:::The creature opened it's eyes and glared at Linea as if to say: "You dare to distrub my repose?!"::
::At the sound of the name Linea has suggested Puck actually hissed at her, arched his back and glared as if daring her to suggest such a girly name again:::
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Rymonlinéa
Councellor/First Mate
Tortuga Lord-Lady/Captain
To drink, or not to drink....that is the question...
Posts: 235
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Post by Rymonlinéa on Nov 7, 2004 17:21:50 GMT -5
:Looking at his reaction, she gathered that he didnt' like his new name.:
Fine then Mr. Priss, what would you like to be called? If you can't think of a satisfactory answer, I will call you Petunia.
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Puck
Councellor/First Mate
What Fools these Mortals be!
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Post by Puck on Nov 7, 2004 17:25:48 GMT -5
::Puck snarled and leapt off her lap and regarded her a long moment. His tail twitched angerily and he preened his whiskers just a bit. He eyed her again then seemed to consider the idea::
::Being the Trickster that he was he projected a sense of "self" into her head. What he was. a trickster. playful. The cat....thing....preened itself as he did this and then looked up at her, waiting for her response::
"Anything" He seemed to say:: "Give me some dignity if you don't mind..":::
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Rymonlinéa
Councellor/First Mate
Tortuga Lord-Lady/Captain
To drink, or not to drink....that is the question...
Posts: 235
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Post by Rymonlinéa on Nov 7, 2004 17:41:28 GMT -5
:Linea sighs at the kitteh thing and ponders of what to call him before he kills her.:
Alright, how about this. I call you Savvy, and if you don't like this one and want to attack me, I'm declawing you, and well...you'll be a eunuch to remember.
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Puck
Councellor/First Mate
What Fools these Mortals be!
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Post by Puck on Nov 7, 2004 17:43:59 GMT -5
:::The creature eyed Linea a while then finally yawned, crawled back onto her lap and stared at her, then twitched his tail once and purred::
::That matter being settled he blinked at her and climbed into her shoulder, draped himself over her shoulders like a fur wrap and went to sleep, purring tiredly::
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Rymonlinéa
Councellor/First Mate
Tortuga Lord-Lady/Captain
To drink, or not to drink....that is the question...
Posts: 235
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Post by Rymonlinéa on Nov 7, 2004 17:49:49 GMT -5
:As he made his way around her neck, Linea smiled as the whole matter about a name was settled. Getting up, she decided she had better search for the rest of the crew so that they may be reaquainted, mainly Jack. She'd not seen him in quite some time and decided it would be best to make her reintroductions. Wandering around with the cat-like creature on her shoulders, she found Jack near an old fort talking to someone she didn't know. Drawing closer, she kept her silence until she was noticed because she didn't feel like interrupting anything that was going on. As she waited, she stroke the cat-like thing that was draped around her neck.:
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Puck
Councellor/First Mate
What Fools these Mortals be!
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Post by Puck on Nov 7, 2004 17:54:05 GMT -5
::Savvy the mutant Cat/Fox thing purred and looked around in a slightly maused manner as Linea strode through town and blinked almost boredly as she found Jack. he "meowed" once and jumped off her shoulders::
::On the ground he stared at her curiously, and meowed loudly. Almost howled at her. If for no other reason then to get attention.::
::That being done his tail pointed straight into the air he made a odd sound like a question and stared at her. Savvy was hungry. He waited expectantly. Now that he had a owner had had to stay in her sight for most of the time. couldn't go running off to often. So he waited and stared at her:::
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Rymonlinéa
Councellor/First Mate
Tortuga Lord-Lady/Captain
To drink, or not to drink....that is the question...
Posts: 235
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Post by Rymonlinéa on Nov 7, 2004 17:59:53 GMT -5
:Linea looked down at the cat as he had jumped off her shoulders and meowed, demanding she gathered for food.:
Oh joy, it adopts me and expects ME to feed it. Like it thinks I have food in my pocket. Very well Savvy, back to town I guess we'll go. Time to get you fed.
:Scooping him up in her arms and draping him around her shoulders yet again, she made her way to town looking for someplace where she could get some fish and milk. Seeing a little spot, she went inside and got a bit of milk and some fish. Going back outside she sad down on a rock and placed the food out in front of Savvy and watched him as he eat, stroking his fur absent mindedly.:
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Puck
Councellor/First Mate
What Fools these Mortals be!
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Post by Puck on Nov 7, 2004 18:03:34 GMT -5
::Savvy meowed again and looked at the food then to Linea and purred happily. Content he curled back up onto her lap and preened and kept an eye open for the rest of the Black Pearl's crew.::
::The important thing being that he would be able ot keep an eye on the crew while in this form, an innocent bystander of the whole mess. Puck smirked to himself then looked at Linea, eyeing her with his glowing eyes. ::
::now if only the rest of the crew would hurry and wake up and move about like normal human beings. He preened more, as cats would, and twitched his tail, staring at Linea some more:::
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Post by Victoria Brighton on Nov 7, 2004 20:04:54 GMT -5
*Tobbs yawned. She sat up a bit. She smiled for some reason. She turned to face Jack. She blinked, thinking her eyes hadn't adjusted to the mornin light. So she felt for him. Nope, not there. Nope, not at the foot of the bed. And why would he be on the floor? It was obvious. He'd gone out.*
*In an immediate sudden realization of what he had done and Mark had done that night, as if it was a trap suddenly sprung upon the soft weight of some small object, she was up and dressed, her smile completely vanished.*
*She'd gotten ready in no time. And now she was trampling down the stairs. Half in worry, half in anger.*
"I tried to be the supportive one. I said I'd stay beside him. But noooo, 'e 'as to go off and get 'imself killed, no doubt! Bloody captains....well then, if 'e thinks 'e's all calm, 'e best be prepared for some massive ma'em! Because I'm bloody MAD!"
*She'd talked to herself all the way through the door and down the street, heading straight for the docks. She was in a bad, well, REALLY bad mood now. Mark hadn't heeded her call to him last night. So she'd be a bit more obviously BLUNT in her actions now on how she felt about the Pearl being lost.*
"Jus' wated to chat, jus wanted to 'ave Jack there with me. Mother of pearl..."
*She'd come upon the two, not hearing the words due to her own stubborness, a glare that clearly stated she had one thing in mind pin pointed on Mark, as if the daggers in her own eyes could kill him then and there.*
*Catching the last bit about no one harming him, and somethinga bout an accord, she rolled her eyes, shouted, and lunged at Mark, fully intent on strangling the man.*
"No 'arm? Well TA THE BLOODY BOTTOM OF THE OCEAN WITH THAT! I'LL 'URT 'IM 'OWEVER I WANT TO! YA 'EAR THAT SEA BOY?! LAST THING YOU'LL EVER FEEL IS PAIN!!!!"
*yeah...so she'd lost it. Like said before, no control on temper. And everything from the night just sort of slammed together and compressed into what Tobbs was now. Insane on rage and fully focused on strangling Mark, or, the sea boy, she'd called him.*
*By now she'd tackled him and had her hands around his neck, trying to force the air out of him, continuing her crazy rants of anger.*
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Post by Emma Hawkins/Rick MacKinnon on Nov 7, 2004 21:42:10 GMT -5
Emma shook her head slowly as the strange creature slipped away."Well,"she said conversationally."I'm never trustin' the rum in this town again...Once we leave,I mean.Not goin' without until we get out'f 'ere..."She turned to look at her crewmates,a slight smirk on her face."So what d'ye make'f all this,Evy?"Shaking her head once more,she continued along the streets in the direction they'd been heading.She looked up at the sunrise and sighed.It had been a long night,and even she,usually full to the bursting point with energy,needed some rest.
Rick's head was spinning.What in the Hell...?Though,of course,if there was one group of mortals the fae world would take interest in,he couldn't think of any but this crew.Even as pirates went,they were a bunch of lunatics and misfits...sometimes even though he was a part of the group,Rick was amazed that so many different people could get along so well.
Up until now.His green eyes darkened at the thought.Rick wasn't the sort to give up grudges easily,and the only thing that would keep him from tearing Mark apart-that was keeping him from hunting the boy down and doing just that-was the thought that Jack wouldn't be happy with that.He regarded the Captain almost as a father...well...no...more like a favorite uncle or somesuch.
Betrayal...was the worst possible thing that anyone could do.It was one thing to stab an enemy in the back,but this was...wrong.Even to him,and he came from a long line of devils,black sheeps,and assorted really bad eggs...
"Rick,you're thinkin' too much,lad.Can't be good fer ye."Bluegreen eyes twinkled mischievously up at Rick,and a small hand slipped discreetly into his larger one,giving it a soft,reassuring squeeze.Usually,Emma wouldn't do this in front of anyone;any more than secretive glances and offhand,flirty comments was too much for public places most of the time.But Hell,it was just Eric and Evy.Emma was fairly sure it wouldn't damage her reputation with them,as they already knew about their relationship,and if they commented,it would be rather hypocritical.She even went so far as to lay her head on his shoulder,because Hell,after a night like this,even Emma felt like it would be nice to just let herself be protected....just for a little while...
Rick wrapped an arm around Emma's waist,pressing his lips to the top of her head. He let his dark thoughts come to rest for the time being,as the sun drove the shadows from the town.Even when everything went wrong,he could be sure of one thing.Emma loved him,and he loved her;what else did he need?Together,they could be happy,no matter what...
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Post by Evelyn on Nov 7, 2004 23:01:42 GMT -5
Evelyn stood there as her clothing was returned to her and her cheeks flushed even more. She was absolutely on fire, and she hoped she would never have to lay eyes on this odd being again, fearing that if she did, her now immaculately clean clothing would become completely bloodstained once again. Her eyes shifted to Emma as she gave a playful smirk and Evelyn bit her lip in frustration.
"Y'know what? Le's jus' bloody get home...er...ta Eric's house." Evelyn said correcting herself quickly. The sun was just beginning to melt into the skies and she was beat, not to mention in the worst clothing ever and Evelyn wasn't at all keen on allowing much of the public to see her in this getup. Taking the clothing tightly in hand, cursing the odd being in an incoherent mutter, and tossing a sideglance at Emma and Rick, Evelyn then headed off rather quickly towards the home.
At this point however, Evelyn was too angry to say a thing to Emma or Rick and simply gave them a nod into the living room as she swiftly headed towards the bedroom and slammed the door. "Bloody idiot...takin' my buddy clothes..." she angrily tossed the flowy toga off to the side and then changed into her clothing, hesitating for a moment to do so, then simply shrugging and slipping into it.
She then paced the room for a moment and took a seat upon the edge of the bed, her hands running through her hair and grabbing tufts of it in frustration. Evelyn was one to get easily worked up and if she didn't feel she exacted her revenge, then she would simply attempt to wait till the angry state passed over her. Her honey colored eyes looked behind her onto the bed and she couldn't help a small smirk that crept over her lips.
She was still tired, a bit hungry now, upset at Mark, at that strange person she had met, and...just needed some sort of comfort...and at the moment...the bed itself was looking like the prime provider of that...
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