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"Only a matter of time, captain." She responded, starting to climb up the bow's shroud. When she neared the top, she repeated the same procedure as last time. Soon enough, the sails were freely moving against the wind, from fore topgallant to the fore mast below. As quickly as she climbed up, she touched down on deck and tied the loose ends.

"2 down, one more left." She whispered, making her way to the ship's stern. She climbed up the shrouds of the mizzen mast, untied the sail there, then climbed to the topmast. Soon enough, those sails were down, and so was Stara. Back on deck, she tightened the sails and got them all set. As she overlooked the sails, she crossed the deck and stood by the main mast. "All's set and ready to go!" She called out, climbing back up to the Crow's Nest. Once inside, she was greated by Bahari and rested against her leg. She just rested her arms on the edge of the Nest, over-looking the currently calm sea.

Shaken by the second call for aid, Stara looked for the rope she used to climb up in the first place. Firmly grasping it with both hands, she slung over the side of the Nest and soon enough touched down on deck. See? I told you leisure time was done with. She thought, speaking to both herself and no one while she stabilized. She looked around for the captain, then saw her at starbord. With out a word, she grabbed the the rope a bit farther away from where the man was holding it. She jerked the rope softly, as if to let him know she was there, and nodded to the captain.

Bo began to heave the starboard anchor out of the watter with her newfound help. One of which was complaining about the lack of rum, Bo really didn't care ether way so she would let him go if he wanted to.

"After we're done raising this anchor you can get the rum yourself, you'll have 10 minutes before we leave ye behind."

Bo told him inbetween the pulls she made in effort to haul up the anchor. 10 minutes was abou the time it took to haul up one anchor if only two or three men where hauling it so that was how long she gave him. If he wasn't back by the time the Port anchor was raised and they where ready to make way they where leavin' him.

The treasure hunter continued to haul up the anchour. 'NO... that's quite... alright.' he said amidst pulling up the anchour. 'We'll have to suffer...'

Thinking for a moment, he changed his mind. 'Actually... I'll go for... two barrels. We'll have to... ration it.' he said, deciding upon the two barrels. Unless...

'I know a few people who... can help me get more... I'll find them in that time...'

Bo fineshed hauling up the anchor with the other two's help and tied it off on the proper bar. Aparently the treasure hunter was going for two barrols of rum, best of luck to him.

"By 'ration', do ye mean don't touch it untill our next stop then get drunk off our asses?"

Bo asked, more of a joke then an actual question. She smiled at her comment and waved for Darien to go get his rum.

"Be back in ten or we leave without ye!"

She called as a last reminder. Then she turned to Stara and motioned for her to follow so they could start pulling up the other anchor.

Leia was strolling the small path near her cottage when she hears a rustle in the bushes. She turns around to find nothing, but the large bush itself. She continues to walk, when all of a sudden she walks right into what looks like a soldier from her father's navy." Hey watch where you are walking young lady." Leia stops all of a sudden, and stares at the man, and replies," Nobody and I mean nobody besides my father calls me young lady." She smiles and continues to stare down the man. The man stares at her and laughs," It's me silly, Han your boyfriend." She stops and her mouth widens as she realizes it is Han, but he is dressed in a Naval uniform. " Oh my god, I feel so stupid, I did not even recognize my own husband to be." They both smile and embrace. She says," When did you join the navy." He replied with a smile," Since your father suggested I do so, he says if I want to be able to raise a family I should have a sustainable job to support a family." Leia smiles and answers," Wow this is the best birthday present I have had all day." It was her 20th birthday and she realized she was getting closer to the age where she would marry the man she loves. The walk over to the old oak tree together and sit down staring at the lake. Han smiles at her and says," I have some exciting news I want you to know, I could not wait any longer to tell you." Leia looked bewildered and said," What did you get assitant naval sargent." No even better." he replies. He slowly gets up and pulls a small box out of his pocket." Leia Bolton, the love of my life will you make me happy and be my wife." Leia looked shocked and replied," But Han I thought we were going to wait till we were 23, but of course I will." He places the emerald ring on her finger, emerald was her birthstone and kissed her gently on the lips. To her this had been the best birthday gift ever!!!

the gentle rocking of the ship even at port was provoing to much for the landlubber that was Noir. On a practiculary nasty rock from the anchor being hoisted he stumbled headfirst into a door and continued through as the latch came undone he landed in a heap the large sack on top of him. "I think joining this bloody ship may have been my worst idea yet," he grumbled as he atempted to rise something fell out of his inner pockets a coin. This was no ordinary coin of course, this coin bore no face on either side and one side was composed of pure flat gold and the other side silver. This coin was Noir's self proclaimed "Coin of fate" it had to date never steered him wrong and gotten him out of countless near death situations. As the coin rolled across the planks Noir was horrified to see that it was headed straight for a crack that looked just ig enough for it to slip through into oblivioin. This coin was lamost a precious to him as his rifle. he leaped out from under teh heavy sack lunging for the coin catching it between his fingers at teh very last moment. Noir continued his momentum carrying him further into the room until he was abruptly stoped by an iron stove. He howled out in pain using cursewords that spaned 7 different languages. After the pain subsided Noir was finally able to get his bearing and realized that he was in the place he had felt most comfortable since he boarded this ship. He was of course in the galley it was equiped with everything a proper galley needed it even had a small porthole through which a light sea salt breeze could be smelt. "Well I don't rightlyremember any of them sayin that we had a cook... and I know I can't deal wit all dem ropes and sails and such, maybe I can convince em to let me stay down here, it's what i'm best at any way cept, well of course shootin things, but i don't suppose we'll be shootin to much right now." he mused to himself letting his thought verbalize themselves. "I suppose I'll have ta ask the captain about all dis and such, but that corner looks like a mighty fine place ta string up a nice lil bunk." he said eyeing the sole corner that empty in the galley. For the first since he had completed his purchases he delved into the large burlap sack he hadbrought with him removing a length of canvas which he quickly strung up with a couple peices of rope in a deft set of movements. He had obviously slept in a few hammocks in his life as he leaped nimbly into it and tested the hold of the ropes and positioning of the bed itself. he just as easily extracated himself and moved back over to the large sack pushing it with a little effort so that it rested under his little bunk corner. he began to tie it back up when as in an after thought he delved almost to teh bottom of it and reemerged a shiny bright apple in hand. With all in it's place Noir set down his rifle in the corner and tossed the apple up in the air caching it again before biting into it. "Now I suppose i gotsta find the captain again." with that he strode back out into the ship's hold looking for the captain.

Bo was just fineshing tieing up the anchor when she heard the barrols being rolled up the gangplank. Bo smiled and had a look that said 'well done' all over it. She turned to Stara when she fineshed tieing off the anchor.

"You can return to your post now."

She told her, happily.

Bo took her now moment of free time to walk over to Darien, applauding, in a somewhat unentuisastic way, on her way there.

"Bravo....Bravo...."

Bo glanced at the barrols rolling around for a quick count.

"At least ten barrols in less then ten minutes! Bravo!"

She told him again, still clapping.