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 Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2004 4:15 pm
*a spark of energy flies into her mind as she suddenly feels cold*
Hmm....quite a chill....
*she pulls on a sweater and decides to go out into the sunlight for a little warmth. She walks on deck and looks over the ocean to the horizon*
Nice day...
((Sorry Cap'n! Send some sort of message to be rescued!!!))
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2004 4:39 pm
*A note remained posted upon the main Hull of the Lady, written in blood in Nyssa's Penmenship.*
Dear Crew,
Once all of the crew has been taken care of in the Med deck... And the Captain is found and brought back aboard... Then I shall be leaving the Lady and leaving it in your capable hands. I failed you as a fellow crewman in helping with the battle.. And I messed a lot of other things up as well. Please come down to the Med deck and let me take care of your wounds before I leave.
Yours Devotedly,
--Nyssa.
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2004 4:49 pm
*john walks out on deck at the risk of hurting himself more, but he wanted fresh air, he spots the note posted up by nyssa*
failed the battle?, Nyssa, you didnt draft yourself, and you posted you werent going to be around forawhile, we understood that, dont worry about messing up, the whole crew messes up all the time, for instanse, wheres the captain?, the crew doesnt know thats a pretty big mistake, dont leave, dont leave me to be the only clutz on the ship....
*realizes he was talking to himself*
...oh xd oops,
*walks to the railing*
i wonder where the captain is....
i'll start a search party once the crew is healed up
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2004 5:25 pm
we somehow need to place a beakon up for the captain to see, i bet he's aboard a self made "raft" made of the siderail that was blown from the Curses hold.
*see a barrol of gun powder, throws it out in to the, waited till it drifted abit out sea until it got to a safe distanse, loaded his flintlock and fired onto the gunpowder, the barrol shot into the sky for almost all to see*
that 'll do.
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2004 6:43 pm
i better rest up abit more, i want these wounds to heal up fast
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2004 2:18 pm
*walks over to John*
Hey, what's the big signal for?
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2004 9:01 pm
*havin a slight doozy-ness, kubain finally wakes up, thinks to himself for a little bit, then heads off to the kitchen to get something to drink*
must.......drink....
drink.....rum...
*a he walks, several bones crack and he starts to drag his right foot, but stops to see a badly shaped Nameless*
damn hang-overs....
*shadows rise from kubain body and fly towards nameless, gently hovering through his body, a huge breath is inhaled by nameless as his skins starts to trn back to normal*
u owe me some of that rum for that...
*the gimp continues walking to the kitchen, dragging foot and all*
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2004 10:02 pm
*Life animated his corpse that had been to the point of rotting only moments before, his complection turning back to it's normal texture and tone and the wound through his chest mended and leaving nothing more than a scar to remind him of the horror that befell him during battle.*
*He eyed down the corridor at Kubain and gave a nod of approval, knowing that the no words were needed in thanking him... but he felt he had to do something because he truly did owe him his life. Only three flasks of the British Navy Imperial Rum remained in the cache beneath his bunk and he grabbed up two. In fullness of health, he sprinted to the kitchen where Kubain rummaged for rum and threw the firewater his way, knowing that his lust for rum would be satisfied after drinking a single sip of one flask.*
AVAST, before ye be drinkin' that, know that ye shouldn't be wastin' it all at once. Those be me pride 'n joy 'n it took awhile to procure it. It be 153 proof anyway, so don't be drinkin' enough to put ye out fer good lol .
*He chuckled slightly, recollecting all the times he'd been in this same position of debt to Kubain. The mysterious shadow shaper, although "out there," had saved his arse like that on more than one occasion. To him, it was just great to be back, but something still wasn't right. Something was missing, whether it was his sense of pride or something else. It was almost as if his battle instincts hadn't been satisfied... he wanted revenge.*
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*For a moment, he wandered about the ship while the remainder of the crew was settling in for the night. He checked the Galley, the Infirmery, even the Crew's Quarters, but something was wrong... deathly wrong! He didn't know quite what until he knocked on the door to the Captain's Quarters and detected nothing stirring within.*
OH MY GOD, THE CAPTAIN'S GONE, THE CAPTAIN'S GONE! MAN OVER BOARD!
*There's only one notion that came to his mind that could have possibly been the fate of their charismatic leader... he was taken prisoner aboard the Curse, because what else could explain the fact that the ship had been unmanned for nearly the week that he'd spent seperated from his earthly body.*
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Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2004 10:47 am
*he continues drinking, hearing nameless' girly screams, a shadow rises from kubain's back as kubain's eyes glow blue*
hm....there you are....ill let the others find you....
*he goes back to drinking, while his body returns to normal*
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Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2004 12:54 pm
*WALKS out on deck and looks at the crew, mainly nameless on account that he's the only one really freakin out*
"Nameless get a hold of your self everything will be fine don't worry, your acting more like a girl than a pirate. Knowing the captain he's probably already made his escape already, despite the fact that he's probably wounded to all hell and bleeding non stop into the sea. We just need to retrace our steps really, go back to the battle scene if he's not there we'll search farther. we'll search all the neighboring islands if we must. So John what are you waiting for get this ship movin,
In the words of the captain...'Let's make the lady dance' already!"
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Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2004 1:35 pm
*Walking toward Ilor and Kubain, he calmed down for a moment to catch his breath and have a chat with the two.*
I know just as well as ye do that the Captain be alright, just simply tryin' to make it look more dramatic than it be, so as to attractin' the attention of the remainin' crew. John's already told me everythin' and what he says be makin' sense 'cause the prisoner hold on the Curse 'asn't been secure since before our cannon barrage. There be no way they could 'ave kept him in there fer long. Though, see that if no one be makin' a big deal o' this, how'll we be keepin' the crew from mutiny on a Captain-less ship?
*He turned to the left to face the raving drunk (Kubain) that mocked him.*
BAH, drink all ye want then ye blasted beer-hound fer all I care.
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Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2004 5:35 pm
*drops his rum...*
u still scream like a girl...
*thinks to himself*
and i bet u werent trying to catch attention either...unless it was for guys to look at your "feminine charm"
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Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2004 5:44 pm
Ilor * WALKS out on deck and looks at the crew, mainly nameless on account that he's the only one really freakin out* "Nameless get a hold of your self everything will be fine don't worry, your acting more like a girl than a pirate. Knowing the captain he's probably already made his escape already, despite the fact that he's probably wounded to all hell and bleeding non stop into the sea. We just need to retrace our steps really, go back to the battle scene if he's not there we'll search farther. we'll search all the neighboring islands if we must. So John what are you waiting for get this ship movin, In the words of the captain...'Let's make the lady dance' already!" *looks at Ilor, apparently very surprised* Wow, Ilor. I've never seen you so assertive... *smirks*
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Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2004 9:42 pm
Well, we are heading for St. Larence as I already said, trade ships may of spotted him on there routes, we go for info. and supples. As for the battle field, we are over it as we speak, its on are route to St. Lawrence, we should be ashore tomorrow at sun rise, so lets just rest up for now.
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Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2004 9:54 pm
Also, Kubain, we could use some long boats, Ares insist on using one and i feel as a good idea, plus we be needing rum so im goin ashore early to plunder, and get info as needed, i'll be havin me gun at hand and they be good at getting info. it would be convenent during me plunder.
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