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Post by Victoria Brighton on Mar 12, 2005 12:34:10 GMT -5
*Tobb'd lost track back at the cave when Sam and Mark had been attacked. She'd remembered vaguely trying to help Eric, but for some reason she'd gone rather out of things and just randomly swung and shot. She guessed it was the rum kicking in and rather enjoyed it. After, though, she guessed things were handled and accompanied everyone back with Sam, eying the man over worriedly and wondering where the captain was...she prayed he wasn't in some kind of predicament like this.*
*When Sam was set, she yawned and went down to the galley. She'd made sure someone earlier resupplied the ship with food, ammunition, linens, etc. Tobbs grabbed an apple, kicked back and leaned in one of the chairs, and closed her eyes. A nap would be nice...just a small nap...*
"Tobbs! Tobbs wake up, woman!"
"What the bloody-?"
*She narrowed her eyes slightly to see who was waking her. Upon seeing Elizabeth, whom she held a notable respect for, she yawned, stretched, and concluded her nap would be over now.*
"What's the matter? Everythin' alright? And 'ow's that injury lookin'?"
"Fine fine, thats not the issue. Everyone on the ship's run off somewhere again, back to those caves...they haven't been back for awhile, and for some reason Will's gone off again, so I don't know..."
"I'll go with ye ta find them, yes. As long as you think you can come along, mate, don't want you injred further."
*She nodded, Tobbs wasted no time. Running back down to the caves, she tried to find the freshest footprints as Liz called out to everyone. Tobbs heard some kind of something going on, and told Elizabeth to head a bit right to stay out of the trouble. Just as she drew her blade, the other woman gasped.*
"I found them! They're down here in some hole! I'll try and get 'em out!"
"Alright....Rhys?"
*She saw, in the small light that was available, her friend beneath the figure of some stranger. Gritting her teeth, she stepped right in front of the man, blocking Rhys, and drawing her sword angrily.*
"You wanna mess with me mate? That's the only way you'll get ta her, and I doubt you ever will..."
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Post by Elizabeth Swann/Turner on Mar 12, 2005 12:45:32 GMT -5
*Elizabeth looked down and coughed slightly.*
"You all alright? How'd you get down there? I'm guessing you fell...well, before I keep you any longer, I'll try and find a means of getting you out. Perhaps a rope...or something..."
*She searched for quite awhile, looking around for some kind of something to help her assist them out of the problem they were in. She tried an old rope, but it broke. She tried some old lantern pieces to tie onto it, but that didn't work either. She tried throwing down pieces of woods so they could get out somehow with them, but that didn't work. Finally, she sat down a the edge and contemplated.*
"Any suggestions? I could go find Will...he could help...or I could try something else...any ideas?"
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Post by Rhys Tolen on Mar 12, 2005 13:52:55 GMT -5
"Tobbs!" Rhys shouted in shock and surprise. Although half of her was relieved and happy to see another crew memeber not trabbed in the dang hole, she still wanted to take this man down. She almost laughed at the woman's words before she leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "Much as I would love for you to kill him, I'm going to need you to carry me back to the ship. So, please save your strength and let me take him down."
She slowly moved around Tobbs and attempted to get a good look at her attacker. He watched them with a steadiness of a man sure of his win. She smiled at him, though she doubted he could see it in the dark. Her hands tightened around the hilts of her daggers and she lunged for him.
Luckily the man kept his footing and took the impact without falling, but he had a hard time keeping both daggers from meeting flesh with his lone sword. Using his strength, he pushed her way from him, causing the theif to back up towards the wall. His sword flashed towards her like a snake's tongue and she barely caught the blade her own dagger. Yet, luck was not with her and her weapon went flying from her hand to land near the edge of the hole.
His attack had been deflected, but she was nearly disarmed now. With a shout, she jumped at him, his blade slashed her stomach, leaving a nice gash, but she didn't stop. She tackled him to the floor and pinned his arms. Yet, his leg came up and pushed her over his head. She tucked into a ball and rolled to a stop on the otherside of the cave. She stood up shakily taking deep breathes to regain her strength. Their eyes met and neither moved for a long moment.
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Post by Mark Andrews on Mar 13, 2005 0:17:33 GMT -5
Mark couldn't bare to hear the fight above him. He mustered all his strength and somehow managed to get out of the hole. He drew his sword quickly and ran in front of Ryhs.
"Ryhs! Are you okay?"
He asked as he kept the man in his view. He stood ready to drop the man if he came closer. He breathed deeply from climbing out of the hole...he was trying to figure out exactly how he'd managed to get out of it.
"Take one step you filthy dog, I swear to God you're inards will carpet this cavern."
He pointed his sword at the dark figure and his blues eyes flamed with hate. There was a long silence, he waited for the next move, he did not take his eyes from the man.[/color]
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Post by Victoria Brighton on Mar 14, 2005 1:53:22 GMT -5
*Tobbs eyed Rhys with dibelief. She looked half alive, and sounded as if she hadn't had any kind of nourishment for days. Stepping back, nonetheless, she kept her hand stedily on her blades, ready to jump on the man if need be.*
"Elizabeth, 'ows it coming with the crew? Find a way out?"
*There was some muttering and she guessed they hadn't. But, just as she thought she'd have to think of something to get them out, Mark jumped in out of nowhere and she blinked.*
*Looking to Rhys, who seemed to be giving her a look that said 'I want to take this guy down on my own', or so she thought, she took a step towards Mark and cleared ehr throat.*
"Mark, I don' think steppin' in front of the man'll do much. Rhys wants to get this bloody poor excuse for a man rid of 'erself; if she needs either one of us, we'll both be ready to jump in and 'elp...sound just about right, Rhys?"
*The man was about to say soemthing and she kicked some dust up in his general direction.*
"Did I ask you, mate?"
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Post by Rhys Tolen on Mar 15, 2005 22:54:15 GMT -5
There was too much talking going on. Tobbs, Mark, Elizabeth. Where were these people coming from? First she was alone then attackerman decided to jump out of nowhere. Then Tobbs and Elizabeth and finally Mark... how the heck did he get out of the hole?
She was confused, hurt and angry. With a yell she jumped past Mark and jammed her dagger straight into the mans chest. He let out a gasp before his own blade stabbed her leg. The theif didn't even flinch. It was time for the man to die. She quickly freed her dagger and slit his throat. She watched as he died, her eyes cold.
Slowly she stood up, pulling the blade out of her leg slowly without a wince. She dropped the blade next to the man's body and turned to the two pirates watching her. Her eyes appraised them coolly. Without even a second look at the man at her feet, she moved towards the hole. "We need to get them out somehow," she said emtionlessly. It was as if any emotion had drained from her body. All that radiated around her was calmness and a coolness.
She had forgone what she could deal with and entered the survival part of her mind and body.
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Post by Mark Andrews on Mar 15, 2005 23:59:56 GMT -5
Mark backed away from the man and stood next to Tobb. He placed his sword into the sheath and drew both of his pistols and aimed them at the man just incase. Suddenly Rhys burst out in a fit of rage and killed the cloaked man. Mark looked at her with confused eyes. Her eyes looked back at him with a cold, emotionless stare. He felt like all the humanity had been passed out of her through her daggers. He didn't know what to say, or do. He walked over to the hole and pondered.
"I can't say that I know how I got out of the hole...I just got so enraged I guess I doubled my strength or something..."
He looked at Rhys once again. His eyes grew misty.
"What happened there? When you killed that man? I've never seen anything like the look in your eyes...to be honest it frightened me a little."
He felt the woman would go mad if she had to expeirience much more of this lifestyle. He looked to her wounded leg.
"We better get you patched up luv...it's not exactly safe to walk around with a wound like that in your leg...you'll bleed to death before you can say 'Black Pearl"."
He trailed off at the end. He figured the mention of the name would bring back his past, and they'd all hate him again. He still felt like Tobbs would kill him if he didn't keep his guard up. He moved next to Rhys. He tore a strip of fabric from his shirt and handed it to her.
"Tie it off...we won't be able to do much here."
He continued to ponder how to get the others out.
"I still think this tunnel leads somewhere...I think we need to be goin' into it...not out of it."
He looked at Tobbs...waiting for her to tell him how stupid he was for thinking such a thing.[/color]
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Post by Rhys Tolen on Mar 17, 2005 19:21:25 GMT -5
Rhys did not even look at Mark, her eyes bore holes into the pit in front of her. The theif half of her mind was working, it worked in darkness, in stealth. There were no emotions, no attachments; what had to be done was done nothing more, nothing less. She could feel the pain later. Right now it was time to get this done with. To get the job over with.
She took the cloth from Mark silently, and tied it around her leg tightly. If he hadn't offered she would have ignored the wound completely. It only got in her way. She looked back at Tobbs and Mark and then returned her gaze to the hole. She needed to be in the hole. It was the only way to figure out how to get out and she knew it.
Without a sound she jumped. She landed on her feet, the wounded leg nearly giving out underneath her, but she ignored it. "Eve, Eric," she said in greeting before turning to face the wall again. Her eyes scanned it for a way to get up.
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Post by Victoria Brighton on Mar 19, 2005 14:34:22 GMT -5
*Tobbs blinked and watched Rhys in a rather stunned manner. Her movements had changed, her face...there was no emotion. She furrowed her brows and watched with interest. She remembered she'd been like this once...but now, she'd changed...*
*When all was said and done, Tobbs was still shocked at what had happened. Rhys had never shown such perfection in killing...well, that was bad to think, Tobbs thought to ehrself, but...it was true..*
*She snapped out of it at Mark's suggestion. She eyed him curiously and crossed her arms before ehr chest.*
"Hmmm...think we should head out the way we came....or else we'll snap into another 'ole and I'LL be the one to be angry."
*She smiled at him, nonetheless, as it was half joking and half seriousness, but the thud made ehr turn sharply towards the hole.*
"RHYS?! Bloody-....well, what in the Caribbean are ya thinkin'?!"
*She went to the edge and peered down, nodding at Elizabeth and sighing.*
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Post by Evelyn on Mar 19, 2005 15:33:07 GMT -5
Evelyn's jaw had dropped at Mark's comments toward her and a fire burned within them. She couldn't believe what he had said to her and the notion to simply whack him soundly across the face bubbled in her mind incessantly for several moments. That was, until, he had left her reach and had someone began to scale the cave's narrow tunnel upwards.
Rolling her eyes Evelyn shook her head. "Bah...loosin' it...he'll be bloody loosin' somethin' if he bloody tries talkin' ta me again..." she muttered as she picked up the torch he had left upon the ground. The flame had waxed a bit and nearly had gone out, but waving it around a bit allowed it to breathe and with one long breath sparked back brilliantly to life.
Evelyn placed the flame near the walls and they glittered in all their blue-black brilliance. "We 'ave ta get the bloody 'ell out of here before I go insane." She half muttered behind her towards Eric, not too sure whether he was indeed following her or not. They walked forward in the darkness until they reached what appeared to be at first, a dead end. A wall blocked their way but for a small sliver of a crack in the wall which appeared to be wide enough to allow someone through.
Approaching it, she ran her fingers smoothly around the other portion and looked back to Eric. The question wasn't whether she could get through, it was big enough for herself, but she only hoped Eric too would be able to use the passage.
"Right, hold this mate, I'll go through first, savvy? Then you try an' follow, if ye can', I'll find a way out and come back." She said softly, giving a bit of a smirk, and then placing a tender hand upon his shoulder before slipping away.
She slipped through without much diffuculty but had to inhale breath sharply in order to get through it truly comfortably. She gave a violent cough as a gust of dust scratched at her throat. Evelyn blinked in the darkness and looked towards Eric through the crack. Dusting herself off, her eyes peered everywhere, and then behind her...
Her eyes widened then beholding a large, tranquil, turqouise pool glimmering like a jewel. Water trickled in various locations around the cave, the echoe of running water providing a wonderful symphony. Her jaw dropped slightly in awe. At current, one ran directly in front of her skewing her vision slightly as she gazed through its clear self. Besides that it was rather bare except for a large slab of stone in the center, an island of sorts, with something rather peculiar resting upon it...
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Post by Mark Andrews on Mar 19, 2005 23:49:57 GMT -5
Mark followed Rhys into the hole. He laughed to himself when Evy found a passage in the back of the tunnel.
"I told you it led somewhere..."
He almost yelled to her. He loved it when he was right. He walked over to the passage and began to squeeze his way through it. It was narrow to say the least. He popped out the other side with a grunt and stood there with his mouth hanging open. He grew a smile and looked at Evy.
"See what I mean...I have a nack for these things..."[/color]
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Post by Evelyn on Mar 20, 2005 1:26:57 GMT -5
Evelyn had taken a few meager steps forward, the tip of her boot barely breaking the pool's glass like surface as it continued to glimmer in the dim light. Mark's voice rang clear and she scowled and spat. She gripped her fist but kept it to herself, she only hoped she could restrain herself against him should he approach her speaking in as smug a tone as he seemed to be witholding.
Looking back she noted as Eric attempted to make his way through and cracked a playful smirk. When finally he came through she noted Mark as well and rolled her eyes slightly. Taking a place beside her she merely spoke in a bitterly sly tone but didn't move her eyes towards him. "You had a fifty, fifty chance. Like I said, either we died in there or there was a way out, that was the argument, luck just happened to be on your side this time." She commented folding her arms across her chest.
Her eyes then made towards him and she scanned him over briefly before continuing on. "And you seem rather happy with yourself...what's wrong? Don' get MANY things right, do you?" She half snapped before moving away from him, attempting to avoid any sort of confrontation with him at the moment.
Instead she made to the edge of the pool, dipped the tip of her finger in, and pulled it out swiftly. "Gah, bloody hot." She muttered, placing the fingers to her lips, tasting the sweetened waters. "Must be coming from some sor' o' heat source then..." Evelyn had seen hot springs before, not often, but once or twice and both times they had come from some outer source of heat. One named "Italtsa" 15 degrees west of the caribbean, supposedly hot due to the volcanic activity that had occured not far from their location.
At the far end of the small area of cave they had stumbled upon, she spotted bones, littered, yellowed, and aged with time. "Well this looks promosing." She commented, nodding her head across the pool. Her hand stretched out then to feel the waters cascading from the blackened rocks. This water wasn't as sweet, prompting that it came from the outside...perhaps their way out...
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Post by Emma Hawkins/Rick MacKinnon on Mar 21, 2005 21:36:57 GMT -5
(:shuffles feet:'Ey...th' prodigal daughter's back again....Could someone be a mate and fill me in on the situation?)
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Post by Victoria Brighton on Mar 24, 2005 13:19:30 GMT -5
( EMMMA!!! *dances and hugs her in massive happiness* Sorry took so long mate, was a bit busy elsewhere, but we'll of course get you caught up! -Alright, since Jack's gone in rl, we decided to stop on an island as a storm was blowing in. -on that island, Mark met his very unfriendly boss who hired him to kill Sam and Jack. -They almost killed Sam -Mark and Sam were saved by Evy, Eric, and Tobbs -They all went back to ship -Someone decided to go back to cave, fell into a huge hole in the ground and couldn't get out. Evy and Eric were amongst this group, as was Mark -Rhys and Tobbs and Liz followed to rescue them after noting their disappearance -Rhys was attacked by a stranger, Tobbs and Mark tried to help kill him, but Rhys went into killer mode and, without any trace of emotion, slaughtered the man...awfully scary O.O lol -Rhys is currently back in the hole trying to figure out a way out -Mark, Evy, and Eric have found a little passage in the hole's wall. They squeezed through and found themselves in a chamber with a heated pool from old volcanic activity and of course, aged bones. -Tobbs and Liz are standing about watching Rhys to help get her out of the hole in the ground. -You could always bump into us there! We're just along the edge of town, say someone on the ship told you where since Tobbs told half the crew about it, and the hole's not too far from the entrance! Could use extra hands!)
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Post by Mark Andrews on Mar 25, 2005 21:48:32 GMT -5
Evy was one of two people: Either she was nice and easy to get along with, or you just wanted to choke the life out of her. Mark finally figured this out. He sort of felt sorry for Eric but figured the lad liked it that way. He smiled.
"As a matter of fact I am happy with myself, because you were wrong and I was right, people should listen to me more often. Secondly no kiddin'. If the water is hot there has to be a heat source...never state the obvious. Thirdly my dear friend, I do a lot of things right. I sank your damn ship didn't I? Beyond repair I might add. Don't get me wrong...I'm not proud of that, that's why I'm here after all...to change it. Don't forget them pistols I made you on the last voyage, I trust they came in handy?"
Mark shut up and began to look around the room. Evy was looking for a way out, he was looking for a way in. The cavern had to go deeper. He lowered his head.
"Sorry I snapped at you Evy."
He said softly. He didn't want to make her hate him anymore than she already did. He began to run his hands along the wall searching for some sort of secret switch. He managed to find one and his hand went through the wall. At least he hoped it was a secret switch. He could not pull his hand from the hole in the wall. His entire right arm was inside the hole. He could feel what felt like a metal ring in the back of the hole.
"Uh..Evy if you were lookin' for a reason to laugh at me and say 'I told you so'...this is probably it. My arm is stuck."
He stretched out his fingers trying to reach the ring. He felt like his fingers were about to jump from his hand. Finally he managed to get a hold on it and he pulled it hard. His hand was realeased and there was a rumbleing noise. Dust fell from the ceiling and the rock face in front of him fell down into the floor, revealing a long, long, dark tunnel. He turned around and grinned at Evy.
"Shall we?"
He said pointing at the tunnel with his hands. He took the torch from Sam and walked into the tunnel. It sloped downhill slightly.
"I hope this doesn't lead down to Hell or anything...that would be a quick end to this trip."
He said to himself.
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