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 Posted: Fri Dec 15, 2006 4:39 pm
*Saluting the Captain as he arrived ondeck, Myere pointed to the enemy ship taht laid off the larboard bow, just outside of the spit of Gibraltor.*
"Two Points Von Das Larbourd Bow, Sir! Drei Mastete Fregatte."
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Posted: Fri Dec 15, 2006 4:42 pm
"In The King's English, Mr. Vanstring... if you'd be so kind."
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Admiral Lord Cochrane Captain
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Posted: Fri Dec 15, 2006 4:50 pm
*Ashamed*
"Sorrie, Sir. Two Points Off The Port Bow:
A Three Masted Frigate. She's Flying English Colors.
Her Ranging Shot Just Cleared Our Bowsprit, Sir.
Her Full Broadside Shall Be Upon Us Soon Enough."
*Taking the wheel, Myere leaned into it as he brought her hard over and set her course for Due North. Within the next few minutes, they would be engaged in enemy action in the heaving rollers of the Antlantic*
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Posted: Fri Dec 15, 2006 4:56 pm
*Clapping his peering eye upon the distant vessel, Jack looked on in anguish. She was a three masted frigate alright. Sure as Davies himsel'.
But what kind of firepower did she carry? What weight of metal did she throw? No matter, it was sure at least twice that of what the 'Lady' could dish out.*
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Admiral Lord Cochrane Captain
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Posted: Fri Dec 15, 2006 5:09 pm
"MR. MOWETT: CLEAR FOR ACTION."
~ sad As the order was relayed, the sound of three hundred men running about the ship from stem to stern rumbled throughout the HMS 'Boadicea': Personal Furniture, Seachests, Rations & Fowl. Everything that was not nailed down was stored in the ship's boats. Lowering away all but the Admiral's Barge, the Boadicea's took the boats in tow so as to prevent them from being destroyed.
Cabins disappeared as well. Even the walls that make up the Captain's quarters were cleared away. Walls having vanished, the space was now clear for the guncrews to attend their pieces.):~
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Posted: Fri Dec 15, 2006 8:54 pm
Destiny was in the galley finishing up a fine fish dinner when she heard the cannon shot fired. Startled, she quickly regained her composure and began pulling food out of the ovens, and off the stoves. Carefully, she put the food away to be eaten at a later date. Then, she doused the fires in the stoves and over, for it wouldn’t do to have the ship win a victory and yet be burned from within.
Destiny scrambled out the hatchway towards her bunk, pausing only to strap on her many weapons before heading out onto the main deck.
Destiny reporting for duty Captain.Where do you need me sir? Down on the gundeck?. she asked the Captain.
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Posted: Fri Dec 15, 2006 9:13 pm
((Once again sorry for my absence. I'm caught up, though, and my school semester will be over soon, so I'll try to do my best from here on out.))
*Omi's original state of "startle" was heading toward dread. She wasn't that great a fighter, and it looked like a fight was most certainly headed their way. What if she should get underfoot and mess someone up? Still, she resolved to do her best, as there was certainly no moral alternative.*
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Posted: Fri Dec 15, 2006 10:04 pm
Pulling a dager from her boot strap as she accended the stairs, she looked about deck for a form close to the Captains. Running the blade over her finger she drew a droplet of blood that was soon followed by another, as one fell to the deck.
Spying the Captain talking to Mr. Vanstring she made her way towards him, sucking on her finger. Placing the dagger somewhere more easily accessed, she hoped that her silly test of the blade would be the only blood shed today.
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Posted: Fri Dec 15, 2006 10:22 pm
*She comes on deck and smiles*
Ye want a fight? I'll give ye a fight to the depths!!!
*as the sheets raise, she races down to the gun deck. Her crew were busy putting away hammocks and running the guns. They awaited her orders*
Men! Get these ladies loaded!!! Double-quick!
*she stooped to the first cannon and pulled a rosary out of her pocket. She hung it on the back of the cannon, as a sign of faith and protection*
Lord, please help us pirates.....just once....
*she loaded the gun and rolled out more kegs of powder*
Come on, men! Double-quick means quicker than usual! The enemy encloses!!!!
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Posted: Fri Dec 15, 2006 11:59 pm
*looks outward from the bow of the ship and spots the enemy presence, then breaks his bottle of rum on his blade and lites it with a torch causing flames to erupt*
This outta be interesting.
*looks about his body*
Hmm, I didn't lite the rest of me on fire, a good first!
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Time-Spanned Soul Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 12:14 am
<>
As he arrived on the main deck, th British ship was clearly visible.
Baxter looked at the ship with awe and dread. "This will not end well," Baxter murmered to himself.
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 2:58 am
<< Continued from Wardroom >>
*Rushing up from the hallway below, Jaden ran into the Doctor first as she came through the hatchway. Realizing that they hadn't been boarded, she sheathed her dagger for the moment and began to look for quick answers.*
"Doctor, what's the decision? Are we running or trying to stay and fight a ship far more out gunned than we?" She asked hurriedly as she looked about.
Spying John with a lit blade, her eyes bulged out in suprise. "No one lights a blade unless they were seconds away from melee battle!!" she said in shock.
*She grabbed a full bucket from beside the hatchway and tossed the water towards John, effectively dousing the flaming blade. She also effectively doused John, causing him to be rather soaked from stem to stern. A small smirk twisted across her face but was quickly wiped away as she remarked upon his sword.*
"As a military officer of this ship, I would have thought you of all people would have strayed from such a pointless tactic this early in confrontation, John... We must try to not give our position away with blades aflame. Subtlety is the way of a thief, it tends to be first in our minds." nodding to him, she then turned back to the Doctor.
"I do believe I asked a question of you, my good Doctor... I can only hear so much through wooden doors, so pray, tell me what the situation is please!" she stood before him. excited and poised at the ready, but her voice was suprisingly quiet.
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Time-Spanned Soul Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 3:09 am
Looking at Miss Kale, Baxter flatly replied, "The Captain has decided we should flee." The lack of emotion in his voice was chilling to say the least.
"I think it more likely that we are to be captured, seized into custody or executed, and the Lady taken aprize. This is just theory and conjecture however. Let us pray that I am wrong."
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 4:15 am
*Her determined look fell as she turned back to him while he spoke. His words were cold and lacked all feeling. A small surge of fear slid down her spine before straightening up as the concept of defeat rang in her ears.*
She began to babble, "Well I answer to you and I'm sure we have much to do. Do we prepare for wounded? Do I prep the available beds? What should I tend to first?..." faltering a moment, she stopped and looked at him directly.
"Do you truely believe we will come out of this ordeal poorly....?" she said as she ran it over in her mind once more.
*Before even awaiting a response, she stood before him, looking into his large dark eyes. An odd sort of courage grew behind her own eyes as she stood there, staring up into his stern expression. Jaden tried several times to say something to him in the brief moment she had looked up towards the Doctor. The words, scattered somewhere between her mind and her mouth, seemed to have become lodged deep within her throat.
With her throat blocking her every word, she swallowed with great difficulty and closed her eyes. She swiftly stood on the tips of her toes to rise in height in all but a moment. If this what time standing still felt like, she didn't much care for the quantity of fluttering wings inside her belly but pushed it aside, nonetheless. Jaden leaned in close to the good Doctor and gave him a small whisper of a kiss on his left cheek. As quickly as it had happened, she had returned to her diminutive stature and stood before him once more. Now, her face had become flushed with a stunning shade of scarlet, a barely audible phrase slipped past her lips, still heard by the good Doctor,*
"I pray.... that you remain safe, Reginald..."
*And without further comment from her, Jaden turned immediately to go to the infirmary to prepare for the inevitable wounded.*
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 6:22 am
*Is wet*
stare ...
The sails are up, we've been shot at, and we've been spied on for last couple of days, yet my blade that was a blaze gave us away...
Hope no one noticed that breaking my bottle on my blade wasn't intentional, but getting caught on fire is beyond me...
*shifty eyes*
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