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 Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2006 4:45 pm
*She smiled* "I'm not sure whether it's Japanese or not- my parents sort of just made it up..." *She mulled on that note for a moment before realizing what else he'd said. When she recognised the invitatiopn to work on the ship, though, her eyes widened.* "I haven't any plans, is it really alright that I stay here?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2006 7:47 pm
Would anybody mind if I stayed, too? I can work.
*smiles sheepishly and looks around, anything to avoid eye contact*
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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2006 7:54 pm
-After cleaning off her boot, she'd voyaged around the deck; three times. She had had nothing to do, and she didn't exactly feel like raiding the village for nick nacks of her choice, she didn't feel safe leaving the ship at the moment.
Taking a look around, she noted that there was more comotion on the deck then there was before. She spotted the Captain, Dr. Baxter, Ares, Destiny and.... A prisoner? "Hmm...We haven't had a shackled person here since my pet was here. Though..I think he died..mayhaps his corpse remains where I left him tied, so maybe he's still here....But goody, a new friend." A grin spread over her lips and she walked nearer, balancing on her heels as she crouched not to far away from the cook and the woman.-
[[ Capn'...Whats happened to Josh? He's been gone for...forever. /: ]]
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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2006 9:50 pm
While the Deck of the Lady Washington was bustling with people, Dr. Morgan was a fair distance away and in a totally confusing stuation for him.
"Nae, wha' be 't tha' I shou' tae 'em? I keep fergettin'..."
His bosun sighed heavily, turning away from his duties to address the skipper.
"I think it's best, Doctor, if you go up into the tops and leave the running of the ship to me. "
The doctor looked rather dejected as he picked up his cat and began to climb the mast.
"Alrigh', bu' some day ye'll 'ave tae teach me 'ow tae run me own ship. 'Tis be disgraceful, bein' skipper an' havin' nae th' slight'st clue wha' be 'appenin'."
Once up in the crows nest, he had a clear view of thier location. Yes, navigation he could manage, but he was having difficulties adjusting to being skipper aboard his own ship. His officers were a capable lot, however, and the crew seemed to put up with his failure as skipper well enough. He fed them well, and they'd gotten a good share of plunder on their first and so far only raid, and the Doctor had hinted that this voyage might be lucrative as well.
The city of Toulon grew closer, until the crew could make out individuals on shore. The battle appeared to be over, and by the anxiety on the part of the locals, it was obvious that the pirates had won the day. As a few young men waded out into the shallows to try and get aboard the ship, the Doctor fired a shot into the air to warn them off.
As the ship came smoothly around the peninsula at the end of the city, the Lady Washington came into view. Dr. Morgan suddenly came to life, shouting orders. This he understood.
"Haul daen tha' damned blue f** an' fly up 'r own col'rs! Fire a greetin' shot off th' swivel gun in th' bows! Pull alongside th' Lady an' prepare tae bring wounded aboar'! Where be those doct'rs we picked up, still 'idin' below? Cooky, go an' fetch 'em, an' we'll go aboar' tae ten' tae wha' needs tae be done."
The flag of the winged red hourglass, two swords crossed before it on a field of black, flapped in the breeze behind the mast. The Rescue had arrived.
[/dramaticentrance]
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 7:45 am
*Huddled into her little spot against the wall, she noticed a girl with a bucket and bag slung over her shoulder filled with clanging dishware. Soup bowls from their somewhat hollow clattering, she figured. Upon noticing her presence, Jaden curled up tighter, her stomach aching from the pangs of hunger and the stabbing worries that plagued her. The woman came closer and began talking to her, saying her name was Destiny and offered her the soup from the bucket.*
"The name's Jaden..." she said taking a hold of the bowl with both hands.
"And I don't believe you'd want to be seen talking to me right now..." she nearly mumbled as she began to slowly eat her soup a tad sloppily, for using a spoon was too difficult with her shackles on. After eating a little while she spoke again.
"I um.... was caught below decks Miss... Specificly, the Doctor's quarters..." she looks around a bit nervously before continuing, "... I tried to take some of the Doctor's personal items ..." She dropped her head as she realized extremity of her actions.
"I don't think it wise of me to be in the Galley or anywhere out of sight at the time being.... As it is, the Doctor is the one who found me"
*she sighed as she swallowed the last bits of meat and broth for the soup. Out of the corner of her eye, a figure crouching a little bit way was watching her and the cook's conversation and caused a little cynical side to come out of her. Motioning slightly with her head, and trying not to knock the wadding out, she asked Miss Destiny a curt question,*
"Who's the watcher?..." she asked dryly.
*Not being one to purposely bring attention to herself as a spectacle for the oggling of others, she dropped her head forward so her auburn locks fell in front of her face before handing Destiny her bowl back. Her stomach now full, she was confident of only one thing... the worry she had earlier still remained, knotted up within her gut.*
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 10:16 am
Destiny klooked over, and replied" Thats just one of the crew, Sparrow they call her I think. And as for talking to, I can talk to whom I please. As to what the others think, hey.. I"m a pirate.. pirate If I cared what others thought, I wouldn't have gotten into this line of work. And another thing... If you come down to the galley with me, theoreticlly, I could keep a better eye on you than everyone else on the croweded deck. And if they don't like it.. well..." She winked at Jaden slyly..." They just might find a bone or two in thier dinner... or something along those lines. It doesn't pay to aggrevate the cook. twisted Come along. It'll be good to have some company, since my slave seems to have run off in the confusion. He wasn't really my slave, just a paid helper..well, that's a complicated story." While she was talking, she picked up Jaden's arm, hauled her to her feet, and began to propel her down the deck before her, and guided to her to galley.
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 4:01 pm
-Still crouching on her heels, she smiled at the pair, not shifting her eyes one bit. She watched as the two women got up, and scurried down and out of sight. She cocked her head slightly, wishing she could have heard what they were gabbing about, but that damned tune she'd been humming had caught itself in her head, and it refussed to be forgotten. with a sigh, she bounced to her feet and, not certain of what to do exactly, went backup to her nest.-
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 9:19 am
*Smiling at the the two wee's girls, Omi & Lutra, he thought how grand it would be to have young blood onboard once more. Nodding, he continued*
"Aye, you both may stay. Now, ashore with the both of you and grab your belongings. Pack them in a seachest & haul it aboard. If you don't have anything, feel free to take anything you find to your liking in the City. Whatever you find is yours for the taking. Now, be off with ye' young girls."
*Laughing, he guestered them out of the cabin. As the two girls exit, a loud rummbling is heard from outside.*
"Ah, we have Company...
Doctor Baxter, Miss Ares... if you'd be so kind as to join me on deck, we'll continue this conversation there."
*Grabbing his hat off his desk, he quickly made his way up on deck, and mounted the steps leading aft. Looking over his shoulder, he could see the swift little Zypher plowing merrily towards them. Turning and continuing up the short steps, Captain Kurisutofa positioned himself at the compass house. Grabbing his spyglass out of the chart drawer, he set his sights on the Rescue, three points to Port on the farside of the Bay.*
"... Morgan, she's a beautiful sight to behold."
*Setting his glass aside, he looked to the Doctor & Mis Ares, seeing as how they had followed him on deck.*
"Well now, that's much better. Fresh air never hurt anyone...
Now, if we can so kindly address our next matter of business, I would like to move onto the gastly display of 'heroism' that the Doctor so willfully displayed during the battle.
Though deaf, your want of trying to give aid in my time of physical injury, did not escape me. As appreciative as I am, I must say that in similiar cases, you would be hanged for mutiny & treason for such offenses as keeping an Officer & Commander from his specific duties. In the future, I expect that you will see that I am given aid, but only after my duties are seen to. Consider this your punishment, Reginald."
*Sniffing the air, the Captain turned and paced to the lee-rail. Rocking on his heels, he turned and walked back to the helm where the two were standing.*
"Miss Ares. Earlier you claimed that Doctor Baxter had taken a prisoner that he found aboard the ship. However ridiculous it sounds that a medical man would have reason enough to retain a Prisoner of War, it is no matter. The matter of the fact is that, in all aspects, we have a stowaway aboard, and a theif no less.
Now, what should be done? Any suggestions from my Officer's before I make my Final Judgement? Might anyone stand up in our prisoners defense? Infact, come to think of it, I've yet to see our visitor..."
*Grabbing his speaking trumpet, he stepped to the starboard side of the Quarter in order to shout an order.*
"MASTER AT ARMS!:
...Bring Our Stowaway Before Me. Report To The Maindeck Immediatley.
*Redirecting his trumpet to the rigging, he looked to the masthead.*
"SPARROW!:
Report to the Galley immediately and grab a bucket, a soft scrub brush, some bath salts & a holy stone. You've been up in that rigging for months on end now without so much as a quick rinse. I'm ordering you to take a bath!"
*Thinking Twice*
"ALL ABLE CREW; HEALTHY & WOUNDED... ARE TO REPORT TO THE STARBOARD RAIL IMMEDIATELY FOR A GOOD LONG BATH."
*Looking to Miss Ares*
"Miss Ares, might you see to it that the Main'sle & Main Yards are rigged as a Leisure Sheet and lowered over the Starboard? This Crew is in great need of a bath. Please see to it that everyone bathes, and this includes yourself. Strip all clothes off and give yourselfs a good wash down. After this is finished, have the Crew report in single file to Miss Destiny in the Galley. She'll have Noon's Lunch ready by then."
*Turning to Doctor Baxter*
"Reginald, I'd like you to please undersee that the Casualty Hammock is transfered and secured in place on the portside of the Rescue and that the bodys are kept dry as possible. But by all costs, keep them off the decks or else both I & Master Morgan will have a Coniption Fit.
Hail the Rescue and have them come along our Portside. We will Transfer the Casualty Hammock and then proceed to swing the Recue's head around, so that their ship's bow is aligned with ourselves. This way, the dead and their rot are kept as far away as possible from the Living. Apologize to Morgan for me about this Unholy Cargoe, but assure him that it's only temporary.
Once the Dead are seen to, your duties are hereby fullfilled and you may take a break. Morgan's men will see to the Wounded that are not of our Ship's Company. I'll have Morgan row three boats over and the Wounded, only after their saltwater baths, will accompany the Rescuers to their ship for further treatment. That will be all."
*Nodding to the Gunnery Officer & The Medical Officer, he turned and retook his place at the larboard-rail, peering at the inbound Rescue.*
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Admiral Lord Cochrane Captain
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Time-Spanned Soul Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 10:17 am
"Very good then, Captain. Before I set on out on my orders, I would like to speak in defense of the stowaway. She has shown no aggression upon capture, and she has done whatever she was instructed to do"
Not quite sure of what had just happened, The Doctor began to tend to the tasks set before him. Still bearing all the weapons from his exploits in town, he must seem quite the spectacle right now.
"How the hell am I going to do this... I don't know how to guide The Rescue along side the Lady..." Reginald trailed off in thought.
He looked around and realized that there was no crew aboard the Lady to handle the rigging. He would have to ask Doctor, and apparantly, Captain Morgan to assign some of his men to that task. He needed to start getting ready for litter duty though transferring the wounded aboard Morgan's ship. Dr. Baxter began to twist his hair again as he thought.
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 11:11 am
*she walks down the deck slowly, ordering all able-bodied crew*
Come on, scalywags! Rig the Main'sle and Main Yards! Come on, over starboard! After yer baths, ye can report single-file to the Galley for a good warm lunch!
*seeing that this is done, she looks at the bucket of water in front of her for a bath. She scowls at it, knowing that the salt will surely sting her many wounds. She realizes that this is also hygienic, so she sighs and goes along with it, stripping off some of her bloody clothes, she proceeds to wash her arms and legs free from dirt and dried blood. The water quickly turns a reddish-brown color.*
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 12:19 pm
Destiny slowly climbed the stairs to the deck, with Jaden in tow. Glancing about at the bustle on deck, with people going every which way, she looked about keenly for the Captain. Unable to spot him, she stepped over to the railing, hopped up, and finally found where he was.
Keeping a firm hand on Jaden's shoulder, she slipped through the crowd like a fish through water. Coming up before the Captain, keeping Jaden behind her she said " I heard you shout from below sir. I had noticed Jaden sitting off by herself,hungry, so I fed her and pressed her into service down below, in the galley. Thanks to her help, along with Lustra and Quasan, the galley is shipshape again, and a Feast is ready for lunch, to celebrate. I could never have done it without her help. Don't be too hard on her Captain." She winked at him.. but then became serous again." After all, we are pirates and adventurers. What is harder to resist than a call to the sea- the need to be there, can override all sense and reason. Remeber that."
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 2:19 pm
*Once out of the cabin, she went out into the now totally messed up town. Slightly afraid by the freedom of taking whatever she might choose, Omi just decided to look around and see what might be left behind by someone. Whatever she ended up doing, though, she'd probably be best off doing it quickly- there was still a creeping fear of the ship leaving without her. Her brain told her it wouldn't, but you never know...*
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 8:10 pm
-Hearing her name beign called, she peered over the side of her nest. Hearign the news the Captain delivered, she scowled and shook her fist at him slightly. With a sigh, she grumpily climbed down and stomped onto the deck. With a huff, she walked about to collect the items she needed in order to take her bath.-
-Once in her little section, with a grumble, she slipped out of her clothes and quickly cleaned herself off. It amazed her, that she wasn't actually dark skinned, but lightly tanned. She cleaned out her hair and sprayed herself with scents. Once finished, she slipped into a clean outfit and reported over to whee the Captain stood. She looked liek an almost differnt woman.-
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 5:11 am
*Jaden fiddled with the cuffs of her shackles as she was led before the Captain. The waves of nausea that knotted up her stomach earlier before eating the cook's soup started to reemerge. It was at that moment she wished she hadn't eaten it at all.
Feeling Destiny's hand squeeze her shoulder, she vaguely felt herself being led towards the Captain. Her mind was a blur of thoughts and things she did in the last few days and all the things she had not yet done, all at once. She had partially heard the Doctor talking briefly to the Captain about her capture on the medical deck and half-listened to the cook tell the Captain of her helping below deck and of her sitting above deck in the corner as the cook fed her.
Jaden dropped her head as before, letting the soft curls and locks of hair fall around her face. Ears still aching from Miss Ares siren call, she felt much better dropping her head, as now it served double duty: To hide her shame and to partially ease the pain that her ears still caused her. However, the thought of being flogged or thrown overboard were far more worrying to her at this moment in time as she now stood before the Captain*
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Admiral Lord Cochrane Captain
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 11:21 am
((The Sail That's Going Over The Starboard Rail Is Rigged As A Giant Swimming Pool. It's A Mass Bathing Pool for the Entire Family. Use It.))
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