Nakia/Jinx
Apprentice/Of the Crew
Port Royale Citizen
Lovely ladies goin' for a song... got alot of callers, but they never stay for long...
Posts: 43
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Post by Nakia/Jinx on Feb 6, 2006 19:09:05 GMT -5
(*disolves on the floor from laughing so hard* I'm sorry... this is just really funny... *g*)
Nakia smiled to herself as Barbossa said that she had his attention. That was nothing new. She noticed him eyeing her warily. Hmm.. perhaps she could set his mind at ease over her. Unlike some women of her kind, Nakia had never killed a man in her life, and she doubted she ever would. She was just starting to lean towards him, and say something when a shadow fell across the both. She looked up lazily at Chris, and chuckled as Barbossa sputtered his way through an explination. She had stiffened slightly as she heard him call the woman Chris, and dear. So... this was Christiana...
"It's no pleasure of mine to be meeting you at last Christiana... You know... I should have expected you to be blonde..." She smirked slightly and leaned back in her chair. She flipped her dark hair over her shoulder and looked haughtily at the other woman for a moment, before turning again to Barbossa. "Aye, I have something for you... but it appears you are somewhat... occupied." Languidly uncrossing her legs, and standing up she faced Christiana. Nakia was at least three inches taller then her, and her darkness contrasted with Chris's light greatly. "This is my territory... remember that." She hissed, and turned her back on both of them.
She began to walk away but stopped at a nearby table. She went around to the other side, and leaned down to whisper something in a man's ear. She looked up and caught Barbossa's eye for a moment. "Suerill is a bit of an evil bastard though... isn't he..." She said loudly enough for Barbossa and Chris to hear. Then straightening up, she made her way to the door of the pub.
(wheee! That was fun to write... oh and I just want to say that in no way what-so-ever would I ever say Nakia is more beautiful then Christiana. More sensual perhaps... but not more beautiful. ooo omg!!! I started a new page! Thats the first time that has ever happend to me in an rpg! woot!)
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Post by Saber & Kat Tompson on Feb 6, 2006 19:25:29 GMT -5
When Kat had entered the galley, she hadn't even noticed Maddy. Now lifting her head she saw the young woman, stabing a knife between her fingers. "If I was any less hung over I'd join ya." She said attempting a smile... no that hurt to much. Closing her eyes for a minute she sighed and pulled forth one of her own daggers. She flipped it back and forth for a second before letting it drop and stick point down into the table.
Massaging her temples she leaned back in her chair and sighed. "Tell me mate, is wearing a dress really as bad as they say?" Kat groaned "Might as well tell me because I think I'm going to find out pretty soon..."
Saber shook her head at Evelyn's answer. Yes they had taken the rum by force, and still Saber wasn't sure if that had been a good idea. After all... the whole drinking contest was sure to bring about future trouble for herself let alone Kat and Evelyn. Saber flinched as she watched Evelyn smack Suerill across the face with the butt of the gun. God that had to hurt. Crossing one arm in front of her and resting the elbow of the other on her fist, she pressed a fist to her tightly closed mouth.
"For god's sake..." she murrmered, and closed her eyes. Was all this really nessicary? After all, Suerill had spoken to her last night, and Saber had fed him, not beaten him. Still... she supposed Evelyn knew what she was doing. Opening her eyes she advoided looking into the cell, and deffinitly avoided looking at the Spainard. She had said she that she would help him... this wasn't exactly the "help" he probably wanted.
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Christiana O'Riley
New Citizen/New Sailor
Everyone has secrets...can you guess mine?
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Post by Christiana O'Riley on Feb 7, 2006 0:38:00 GMT -5
Christiana's hazel eyes flashed angrily at Nakia,and she restrained the urge she had to go for her knives.Only through sheer force of will did she keep her voice from trembling as she replied.
"My reputation precedes me,then?I can't say the same for you.I suppose there's enough whores in this town that not all of you can afford names,hmm?"She smirked a little,eyes glinting maliciously in the candlelight.The other woman got up,making some comment about this being her territory,and Christiana bit back a scoff.Well,sort of.She glared at Nakia's retreating back,drawing a little bit closer to Barbossa's side.
"Age before beauty,"she hissed,watching the other young woman step through the door.She was beginning to really dislike her,a reaction that was fairly impressive,considering they'd known one another for perhaps half a minute...
Still,her parting words were...troubling.Did she know something,or was she just trying to get close to Barbossa for her own purposes?No one in town seemed to know about the man...but then,they'd been asking around for days.Surely she could have picked up that much from the locals."...She's lying,"she decided,after a few moments' thought."She doesn't have any information,she's just trying to trick us."
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Post by Captain Morgan Barbossa on Feb 8, 2006 0:34:58 GMT -5
~Bossa
::Captain Barbossa watched in a mixture of awe and concern as the two women -- his Christiana and the newcomer, Nakia -- exchanged cruel words. It was clear they were complete opposites, and not only in their appearances. Both women were confident, but while Chris' was more subtle, Nakia seemed to flaunt hers as much as she did her beauty. A dangerous combination, especially in a city like Tortuga.... Though she didn't particularly look it, Barbossa suspected she could probably hold her own against any man who underestimated her::
::He was just about to warn Christiana of that fact when something the woman said caught his attention. Seurill....The man whose name had been running through his mind for nigh on three weeks. The man they'd been searching for throughout the Caribbean, but as of yet had had no luck in catching even the slightest whisper. Did she really know him? Or was Christiana right?::
::The woman began to walk away, but Barbossa didn't move. He wasn't sure whether or not to trust her, and certainly didn't want to make things worse with Chris by ignoring her warning. Yet...after so many fruitless days and weeks of searching, was he really going to let the first possible clue they'd found just walk away? He sighed, glanced apologetically up at Christiana, then got to his feet::
"Nakia, wait, lass! What...exactly d'ye know about...this Seurill?" ::He eyed her warily, hoping for his own sake that she hadn't been bluffing....::[/color]
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Nakia/Jinx
Apprentice/Of the Crew
Port Royale Citizen
Lovely ladies goin' for a song... got alot of callers, but they never stay for long...
Posts: 43
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Post by Nakia/Jinx on Feb 8, 2006 11:41:40 GMT -5
(*prods everyone who has not been posting lately* POST!!!! Oh and Em... Nakia is also 19ish...)
Nakia slowly turned from her position in the doorway and smiled slyly back at the couple. "Ah... so suddenly I'm needed." She slowly sauntered over to them and stood there for a minute, hands on her hips. "What exactly do you want to know?" She said with a smirk.
Slipping into a seat she sat with her legs uncrossed and with her elbows resting on her knees. "You doubt me..." She said suddenly "I can see it in your eyes... the both of you. You are probably thinking how could a whore such as me come up with information? And why..." she paused and sat upright, "Why would she be willing to tell?..." She sighed and ran a hand though her colored tresses.
"Look, I'm going to be frank. Information is not free. You two should probably know that better then most." Nakia shook her head and smiled. There was no chance of getting a bite here so she might as well get something out of it. "I have a few debts to pay off tonight... my landlord wants cash this time." She stared into space for a moment, with an almost sad smile on her face. Pulling herself together she turned back to Barbossa. "So its simple, you want information... I want money..." She smiled and leaned back in her chair. "Question is... how bad do you want the information?"
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Post by Captain Morgan Barbossa on Feb 9, 2006 21:20:25 GMT -5
~Bossa
::Barbossa stared hard at the woman before him as a slow anger boiled in his blood. She wanted money.... Of course. He should have known. Nothing ever came without a price, especially in Tortuga, and especially with whores::
::But the truth was, he didn't have any money. He'd lost nearly everything when Seurill raided his ship, and had spent the rest in his attempt to track the man down. In fact, he'd used the last of his coins to pay for the hotel room when they'd arrived in Tortuga.... So now, he was penniless. Of course, he hadn't told Christiana or Aaron. He might be broke, but he was still their captain, and certainly wasn't going to risk losing their loyalty. But for now, he needed to think of a way to get that information from Nakia, without actually having to pay...::
::He continued to stare at her for a moment, then grinned as an idea struck him. He stood up, folded his arms, and strode confidently toward her:: "Well, miss Nakia. It seems ta me that ye be in quite a predicament, 'ere. Ye've got somethin' I want -- namely, inf'rmation -- but I'm afraid I'm disinclined ta hand over any o' me gold. As ye pointed out yerself, lass, we don' exactly trust ye.... And ye were fairly quick ta pay fer those drinks fer one so poor." ::He gauged her expression for a moment, chanced a sidelong glance at Chris, and continued::
"How'ver, I can be a generous man, when th' mood takes me. I 'ave a proposition fer ye: Ye tell me wh't I want ta know...an' I get ye off this godfersaken rock."
::Yes, it was a longshot. Yes, Christiana would probably rip him to shreds for it later. But it was his only bargaining chip, and if taking her aboard his ship meant he'd get closer to Seurill, than so be it....::
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maddy
New Citizen/New Sailor
The most dangerous weapon is a womans mind
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Post by maddy on Feb 9, 2006 22:56:55 GMT -5
*Maddy grinned when Kat walked in and mentioned joining her, though she didn't look up from what she was doing lest she loose a finger which would only piss her off and result in TP telling her that he told her so, his favorite phrase to say to her it seemed. With a snort at the thought she jammed the knife in the table top and threw her arms behind her head, her emerald gaze drifting over to the hung over woman beside her.
At Kat's question her grin grew and she gave a shrug. Maddy had grown up in dresses and only started wearing pants for the convience of it.* They ain't bad, hell I wore 'em most of me life. Probably still wear 'em cept its damn hard to kill someone and scamper 'round a ship in a dress! *He snorted. Yes, Maddy had worn everything from the simplton dress to the elaborate ball gowns when she was married years ago.
Her eyes gazed ahead into distant memories for a moment before she pulled her mind back to the present and looked back at Kat.* 'As Evy showed ye what she picked out fer you yet? I imagine ye'll look just adorable in it. *He grinned, a teasing look dancing in her eyes.*
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Christiana O'Riley
New Citizen/New Sailor
Everyone has secrets...can you guess mine?
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Post by Christiana O'Riley on Feb 10, 2006 0:04:06 GMT -5
Christiana began to remark that if Nakia needed the money so badly,she could just go on the streets and do what her kind did best for a while.Granted,she thought to herself,no one in their right mind would pay much for such an ill-tempered little creature,but she was sure the girl could manage...
Before the comment had left her lips,though,Barbossa was speaking.An undignified noise of contempt made its way to her lips,and her ivory skin flushed with rage.What was he...just who did that...that child think she was?Oh...this was just too much...Every word from Barbossa's lips was angering her more...and that bastard...he kept looking at her...he knew what effect this was having on her,and he kept talking to that little wretch!
Her weight shifted suddenly,and she drew back and slapped the captain firmly across the face.Not pausing for even a beat,she curled her hand into a fist and threw a strong punch at Nakia's stomach."If you need the money so badly,go walk the streets,"she hissed."There's bound to be someone in this damned city drunk enough to hire even a cow like you..."Turning on her heel,the young woman stormed towards the door.She might regret that later,but for now,it was well worth it.
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Nakia/Jinx
Apprentice/Of the Crew
Port Royale Citizen
Lovely ladies goin' for a song... got alot of callers, but they never stay for long...
Posts: 43
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Post by Nakia/Jinx on Feb 10, 2006 0:14:04 GMT -5
Nakia shifted uncomfortably as Barbossa mention her paying for the drinks. That was a slip up on her part, but she really did need the money, especially after paying for the drinks. Nakia almost gasped at Barbossa’s suggestion. Leave? Leave Tortuga? It was almost too good to be true. She stood up and was about to accept when suddenly Chris slapped Barbossa, and then turned on her. Nakia doubled over from the punch, and glared at Chris's retreating back. The blow had been softened by her corset stays, but she still felt a bit winded.
She lunged forward to go for the other girl's neck when a large brown hand closed over her shoulder, holding her back, and held tight. Startled, her gaze turned and went up the arm and into the face of her restrainer. “Jinx, good to see you again…” She said attempting a smile at the huge negro.
“Nakia, what the ‘ell do ya think your doin’?”
“Nothing…” Because of her position Nakia wasn’t able to dodge the blow that followed. Jinx’s fist caught her full in the face, and she tumbled to the ground. Laying there, she spat a mouthful of blood on the floor. Wiping her mouth on her sleeve she looked darkly up at the people who surrounded her.
“I heard every word girl so don’t try innocence on me.” He scowled at her. “Nakia isn’t allowed to leave Tortuga, or accept any form of payment for any services, information or otherwise.” Jinx said in explanation to Barbossa and kicked at the girl on the floor. “That was the agreement she made when she first came here. Right scum?” he directed his last remark to Nakia who simply looked away. “Now what was it you wanted to know?” Jinx listened as Barbossa told him of Seurill. At the mention of the man’s name Jinx whirled around and grabbed Nakia up off the floor by her hair. “You filthy wretch if you knew anything about Seurill you would have told that boy who was asking around the other night!”
Nakia almost whimpered and grabbed at the hand that held her hair. “I need money and I have to get off Tortuga… Besides what about your promise to protect me! That girl...”
“Shut up and get out of here you lying whore.” He said and shoved her towards the door. “Apologies for the brat’s behavior…” he said turning back to Barbossa and Chris.
Nakia skulked towards the door when she caught a glimpse of Chris’s triumphant face. She stepped closer to the other woman and hissed “What are you looking at B*tch? If you had to spread yore legs for every man who came yore way just so you could be allowed to live, you wouldn’t be so high and mighty!” Then she slapped Chris across the face and tried to make a dash for the door. Jinx reached out and hit her on the back of the head with the butt of a pistol. She cried out and falling to one knee she braced herself against the back of a chair. Nakia kneeled there with her eyes closed, breathing heavily. With all of the trouble she had caused she wasn’t sure how she would get out of this one.
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Post by Captain Morgan Barbossa on Feb 13, 2006 22:17:58 GMT -5
(Alright, so Ev's gone and i really need to post.... Just pretend it's Spanish, kapeesh? : ~Seurill ::The Spanish captain watched through narrowed eyes as the two women approached his cell. He recognized the one from before, but the other.... She looked dangerous. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she seemed to be scowling in his direction. Not a good sign.... Maybe if he didn't move, they'd think he was asleep....::
::He continued to watch as they came up to the door of the cell and said something to each other in English. He couldn't hear them well enough to understand, but he could tell from the tone of their voices that this wouldn't end well for him. Sure enough, the second woman slammed open the door to his cell a moment later and came storming in::"I'm going to give you questions, and you will give me the answers. If you don't tell me what I want to hear, well, you won't live to be able to do that for long." ::she spat at him, then swiftly drew her pistol and hit him across the face:: "I can kill you, or you can tell me the answers I'm looking for...now...what is this treasure you speak of?"::Despite the small trickle of blood running from his busted lip, Seurill gave no sign of weakness. He turned his dark eyes up to meet hers and spat up at her face:: "I will only speak to the captain," ::he growled in Spanish, lowly enough so that the other woman couldn't hear::
::He didn't care if she hit him again. He was not going to tell that scrawney, spiteful wench about his treasure, especially if she continued to treat him like an animal. The information he had was his only bargaining chip to walk away with his life...and he refused to waste it on her::
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Post by Saber & Kat Tompson on Feb 14, 2006 0:43:40 GMT -5
(I cant take it any longer...must... post ....now!)
Kat opened her eyes and peered at Maddy as she talked about dresses not being that bad. Saber was that way too... thinking that being feminine wasn’t always a bed idea. From what Kat had seen in her life she felt that women were vulnerable, and men were stupid. So she chose to lead a life that didn't link her with either side. Wearing a dress would shatter her image completely.
She pushed her hat further over her eyes and growled in her throat. "Adorable is not exactly the word I would use. And no, I havent seen Evelyn all morning... or is it afternoon?" She sighed, and leaning her chair back, put her booted feet up on the table. She glanced up and then ducked her head. "Is it just me? Or are the lamps around here suddenly a 'ell of alot brighter then normal?" Kat wished she could just go back to her room; roll up in her tattered cloak and sleep. But she knew if she did that Saber would find her, and rudely awaken her again.
Kat sighed and put her feet down. She leaned over the table and pushed her hat up so it wasn’t completely shading her face. "Maddy... do you have any clue... a notion... a guess! Where we will be docking next?" Kat shook her head. “I have a feeling wherever it is; me wearing a dress will not be pretty as some would think.”
Saber looked away from the interrogation, and folded her arms across her chest. She felt like she should leave... but what might happen if she did? No... Evelyn, in a worst case scenario, would need backup. And the Spaniard... well Saber might be the only thing to keep Evelyn from killing him. Leaning on a post she sighed and shook her head. Would the trouble never end?
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Feb 15, 2006 19:44:25 GMT -5
((::Captain Jack scampers in, has a look around, sees all is well and safe. Smiles and shoots everyone in the clavicus and woots loudly before leaving::: "Love all of you maties. See you soon!!!!")) ~Saber edit~ *Is shot* ouch! *attackles muchly and thwaps with a peep.* Hurry back to us! *thwaps everyone else with a herring for not posting more regular like*~Bossa edit~ HOLY MOTHER OF %#$*&@! 'ELL, JACK!!!! *glomps and refuses to let go* where have you been all this time, mate?!! We thought you were dead, or worse -- taken prisoner by an army of mutant slugs bent on world domination via pirate impersonators!! ...Okay, maybe that was just me... But still! We've missed you, and I'm so glad to know you're okay!! I hope you're coming back soon!! Hurray fer Cap'n Jack!!!
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Post by Emma Hawkins/Rick MacKinnon on Feb 25, 2006 0:22:53 GMT -5
Emma was sleeping much more soundly than usual.Her hair, shining a dozen shades of red and amber in the dirty sunlight filtering through their window, was spread out messily over his shoulder, which had wound up as her pillow somehow during the night.
He swore,there was something disconcerting about how peaceful that little hellion looked when she was sleeping. It was barely Emma at all...
She mumbled something in her sleep, work-toned arms wrapping tightly around his chest.He gave a weak smile,reaching down and brushing some of the tangles from her hair.
The young woman seemed completely unperturbed by the wound in her shoulder. Rick should have figured as much,though, she had been through far worse before.With a sigh,he wrapped his arms around her waist,closing his eyes to see if he could go back to sleep.
No such luck.
"RICK!!"Emma sat up,her eyes wide,pushing the man away from herself."What the blazes d'ya think yer doin'?!Damn pervert...!!"
Rick jerked back,hitting his head against the wall."Aah!I wasn' doin' anythin',Em!Y'fell asleep like that,I didn' want t'wake ye!"He cringed,worried that she would hit him again before she woke up the rest of the way.
She surveyed him suspiciously,then sighed."....Sorry,"she offered,reaching up to help fix his severely ruffled hair."I...sorry.Hell...I'm goin' down t'see 'ow the bastard we caught is doin',savvy?"Her eyes flickered for a moment to the door,then she kissed Rick on the cheek.
"Sorry,"she whispered again,as she headed for the door and down the stairs.
He stared after her for a moment,then smiled,shaking his head.That woman...she was never going to change...
Tying his hair back into a sloppy ponytail,he walked out of the room as well,heading up on deck to see what the damage was.
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Post by Evelyn on Feb 26, 2006 20:29:54 GMT -5
He didn't respond favorably. Instead, Evelyn's eyes blazed into him. How dare he? He spat a response to her which resulted in dots of blood to go showering onto her shirt a little, and far too close to her face for any comfort. She narrowed her eyes at him, growled, then drove the pistol back down into his temple, whacking him hard across the head. "You bastard! Ye'll bloody tell me er ye won' so much as be able ta lay eyes on the bloody captain!" She roared, bellowing down on him, then stepping back.
She was breathing hard, then pulled back the hammer to the pistol that sat comfortably within her grasp. Only a moment was necessary. Evelyn never took disgrace or disrespect from anyone. Especially sniveling spaniards and this one deserved a bullet in the head. Her hand was trembling. " 'Sides....the Cap'n isn' exactly available at the moment..." she said slowly, passing her eyes over the man critically.
What she wanted to do was instinctive. And the reaction for her to do so would have occured moments before if only a lingering feeling of stern oppostion had not set in. Her normally warm, comforting, honey colored eyes were on fire and riddled with a struggle taking place. To pull the trigger or not, but either way she had to at least look dead serious about making the man no more, if she were to get what she needed.
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maddy
New Citizen/New Sailor
The most dangerous weapon is a womans mind
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Post by maddy on Mar 1, 2006 1:42:18 GMT -5
*Madeline continued to grin in mockery of Kats situation and she shook her head. She just really couldn't see the horror in wearing a dress but Kat and Evy seemed to regard them as things that belonged in Hell somewhere and not on a womans body. The thought made her laugh and she rolled her emerald eyes, letting her gaze linger upon the beamed ceiling for a long moment.
She laughed her loud, bubbly laugh when Kat questioned the brightness of the lamps and her eyes locked onto the very hungover woman.* Enjoyin' yer hangover? *She grunted. Maddy had her fair share of those before, although TP always tried to keep her from drinking herself crazy, it was one of his weird protective things over her she supposed.
When Kat asked if she knew where they would be docking next Maddy shrugged and began messing with one of her wild red curls.* Dunno, prob'ly Tortuga. It'd be the bes' place ta prance you around in a dress. *She grinned, rising from the table and crossing her arms across her chest. Walking over to Kat she reached out and placed her hand on her shoulder.* All I can say is good luck to ya, mate! *She winked and strolled from the room to go do her chores.*
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