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 Posted: Sun Mar 12, 2006 7:43 pm
[[ Thank ya. No, I didn't. Since our car was a rental for the trip, it wasn't allowed into U.S borders. -grumble- So I ate at an Irish pub instead. ]]
-She stood, looking over the railign at the carnage. There where a rather great amount of dead bodies, and squinting her eyes, she spotted the Captain, rumaging amongst them. Somethign seemed to bother him, but not for look because it looked liek he was going on.- "Hmm..."
[[ Ooooo! The Ferryman! I love that tale, I allways carry a quarter in each shoe, just incase I die. ]]
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Posted: Sun Mar 12, 2006 8:25 pm
What lass? What was it that the Captain asked you to do? Destiny asked gently.She reigned in the horses, and climbed easily down off of the wagon, so that their eyes were leve . " I don't bite lass. I'm Destiny, the humble ship's cook, and currently ambulence driver for the wounded. May I see the note please? Perhaps I can help you achieve the goal the Captain set for you.
She carefully set a hand on the girl's shoulder to calm her down.
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Posted: Sun Mar 12, 2006 8:44 pm
*Well, this lady was nice. She just hoped that she wouldn't have a problem with the Captain's state of hearing like everyone else did, or at least that she wouldn't be able to tell that there was a problem. She cautiously handed her the note.*
"I'm supposed to go get the flag because the Captain forgot it," *she said.*
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 12:01 am
- Light flooded his mind as he opened his eyes. -
Red... all I can see is Red.
- Sitting up, he looked about to find all his men, the Redcoats, dead. -
George... Fremantle... Josiah... Jervis... Everybody...They're all Dead.
- Getting to his feet, he called to the boys, but noting came out. Realizing what had happend in order to put him out cold... -
My throat... I can't talk. The bloody b*****d slit my throat...
... Then why aren't I dead? Why haven't I bled out? No matter, I have to go. I have to get out of here. I'll hide until the Ship and it's crew are gone. There's bound to be an incoming transport that can get me out of Toulon. I'll head back to England... that's what I'll do. I have to get out of here.
- Wrapping his sash about his neck, he pulls it tight so he didn't bled further. Looking about, he ran towards the forest. -
Genoa... I'll head for Genoa.
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 10:20 am
Destiny read quickly over the note, nodded her head, and then handed it back to Omi.
If you want some help, hop onto the wagon, we'll get these wounded back to the ship, and pick up the flag on the way back. How does that sound? I know my way around the ship fairly well, and we should have no trouble finding the flag. That is, if you want my help.
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 5:06 pm
"Ok!" *she grinned. The pirates that worked on that ship really were good people! She clambered onto the back of the wagon, smiling.*
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 1:02 pm
Destiny grinned as the girl hopped up onto the wagon. As they rolled ever onward to the port. Finally, they came upon the longboats beached on the sand.
Destiny turned to the girl, and asked " What's your name anyway? Would you mind helping load the boat with the wounded, so as not to make an empty trip."
When they finished loading the wounded into the boat, Destiny took an oar, and the girl grabbed the other, and they shoved off, headed for the ship.
When they got to the Lady, Destiny called up to the men on deck" Doctor? We have a boatload of wounded for you. Would you mind helping get them aboard?"
When all the wounded were loaded aboard the ship, Destiny led the girl back through the labyrinth of passages and hatchways to the Captain's cabin.
Carefully, she opened the door, and poked her head in. Glancing about, she located the Captain's sea chest, in which the flag was stored.
Delicately she picked the lock on the chest, then threw back the lid. Carefully rumaging around, she located the flag, passed it over to Omi to hold, closed the chest, and unpicked the lock, so it snapped back.
All right now, we've got the flag, now all we have to do is find the Captain back on shore. Let's go.
Again leading the way, the two women made thier way back to the longboat, and rowed towards the shore.
After landing, beaching the boat, and hopping back onto the wagon, they went in search of the Captain.
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 4:17 pm
"My name is Omikashida. Omi'll do." *she said quietly, helping put hurt people into the boat.*
((You described everything else, so is it ok if I skip it?))
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 5:46 pm
(( yup. You can pick up at the point that we meet the captain if you want..I'll follow along))))
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 8:31 pm
-Sparrow stood, leaning against a mast lazily and picking at her pearly whites. She watched the going abouts with a sketchy eyem and raised a brow at the woman going to and from the Captain's quarters. She shrugged it off, seing as she reconized the ship's chef. She figured she should help out, in some way, but no one asked her, no one even really noticed she'd come down from the nest. So, lazily, she kept at picking her teeth, a small flash of red running off in the corner of her eye. She glanced up for a minute, then shrugged it off, it was probably fabric blowing away i nthe wind, it couldn't have been anythign else...everythign else was dead or wounded, asides from the crew, mostly.-
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 8:51 pm
((Should I wait until the captain posts something again, or just go ahead?))
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 9:43 pm
(( I would hazard to guess that you should use your judgement on that, pirate however, I don't think he'll mind you writing up to the point of interaction. That's just my opinion.))
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Time-Spanned Soul Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 7:41 am
Having wounded to tend to on the quarterdeck; Dr. Baxter took a quick survey of the task that lay before him. Wounds of every variety awaited him; crushed limbs, missing limbs, stab wounds, gunshot wounds. Some sailors were impaled with debris when a nearby structure was hit with a sixpound lead ball that was sent flying through the air by the town's defensive guns. If he was the only person who would be tending their wounds, a lot of these lads and lasses would not survive the day.
"I need anybody and everybody who has any knowledge of first aid to do their part and help me save the lives of your fellow crewmembers."
Baxter dug throught the satchel and removed the captive woman's picks. He placed them in his pocket. He then sat the satchel on the deck.
"A full compliment of surgical tools is in this bag, please do what you can for your crew members. I need one person to help me carry a few down below for treatment."
Getting his volunteer, he carried a few of the most serious cases down below.
<>
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2006 10:35 am
*she started dressing minor wounds on the deck, allowing people a resting place on the quarter deck as well, seeing if they could step up there. She continued this as long as her body did, and then she sat down and fell into a deep slumber from her blood loss and shock*
((I'll probably be gone for a week, since I have Spring Break. If needed, NPC me, but don't do anything TOO out of character...thanks! Be back in a while!))
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Admiral Lord Cochrane Captain
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2006 4:14 pm
((Alright, so Miss Ares is out of the game for a week. Gotchya))
*Returning from the backside of the square, he placed the empty coin pouches in his pocket and looked to the waterfront in hopes of the Flag Bearer having arrived back ashore.
It was vital that the Flag be raised above the fort in a hurry. In this day and age, if a City was left defenseless and without claim, it would be devoured by Miscreants or it's Gluttonious Country of a Neighbor. In this case, seeing as how Toulon was located on the Mediterranean on the SouthEastern Coast of France, countries such as Germany or Tuscany would jump at the chance.*
..I do hope you weren't shot on site. The Crew doesn't know you as of yet. May my wishes of the Crew helping you be granted...
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