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 Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 1:06 am
This is the event thread for the Island the Dementia has anchored at to re-supply. There will be doubloons and other objects on the island, but also a high chance of injury. If you choose to visit the island, expect at least minor bruises. Normal rules apply.
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 3:13 pm
Nicolas listened carefully to what Jamie had said, though he was very certain the female wouldn't be getting all of the gold. Nicolas was both cunning and greedy and anything he found on the island would quickly be stored into his pockets. Unlike Jamie's desire for new clothing, the male understood the importance of gold and how it could affect his future position on the ship. He would need to find a safe storage area for all of his dubloons, though he trusted no one enough to keep them far from his own pocket. Once he finally gathered enough he would leave the ship and purchase one of his own, or take over a ship and use the dubloons to pay a make-shift crew. The importance of money seemed even more important to a man with such high desires.
As he finished his thoughts and began after Jamie, his eyes caught site of a beautiful woman relaxing beneath a tree. Hungry eyes scanned over the captain as he remembered both her request and then her realisation of what he was. If it weren't for his ears, the captain might have been carrying his child. It would have been a foolish move for the two of them and he shook his head and continued forward. Like all of his desires, that one was clearly out of reach, though it did not stop his longing.
Two thick boots continued forward onto the island and soon the male was into the foliage, keeping Jamie within his sites. He did not want to keep incredibly close to the femme, but near enough to make sure she didn't find far more than he.
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 9:22 pm
The captain shifted position, stretching her legs lazily in a movement more reminiscent of a lizard than a cat, but generally lizards didn't manage the same air of smugness conveyed by both the cat simile and Katherine's relaxed expression.
After another long moment of blissful basking, Katherine became aware of another presence above her. Cracking one eye open, she discovered with little surprise that her master-at-arms had returned, arms laden with a delicious looking pink fruit.
As the captain's eyes were drawn to the fruit, they were also drawn to the prominent chest that the fruit was clasped against. While Katherine was used to much of her crew dressing with little care for propriety, she was sure that having a shirt so openly displaying one's goods was against some sort of rule.
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 10:51 pm
Rachel looks at the captain, noticing the captain looking past the fruit and to her chest, she did undo a few of the buttons, but it didn't show anything drastic. She crouches beside the captain, and pulls the shirt out from her pants and ties the shirt up to let some of her stomach show, she was very over-heated, and doing that did help. (Her shirt would looks much like a White Tied Top item on an avatar :p)
She looks back at the captain, picking off one of the pink berries and eating it, "Mmm, these are tasty you should like them," Rachel is lucky since she was born on an island somewhere near this one, so it has many similar fruits as her home, and this is one fruit she used to eat a lot due to it's abundance, sweet taste, and since it isn't poisonous.
She picks another berry from the cluster and puts it in front of the captain's mouth, with a small smile on her face.
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Darkness Angel Kogoro Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 12:08 am
A soft melody filled the air as Jamie began to hum to herself. Life before the ships and the sea was one of a large city and the poor town within it. Jamie had been a young girl when her mother had taught her to dance. It was their only way to earn coins on the streets and Jamie seemed to have a natural ability to attract the crowds. Her mother and father learned of this quite quickly and used it to their advantage.
Jamie never cared much for what she did nor what her parents did with her. She cared for them though not as much as she loved the music. Now as she walked she hummed the common melody played by the male gypsies in the streets as she danced. A small smile crawled upon Jamie's features as she swayed slowly, hips moving to the beat within her head.
She pushed a few branches of a tall bush away and continued into the jungle, blue eyes scanning the area as she basically danced her way deeper into the island. Nicolas had followed, yet she wasn't to concerned. Her dagger was strapped to her thigh, over her tights, and was perfectly reachable if it was needed. She didn't need the male with her for protection purposes. He seemed more like company than anything else. If she could even consider him that much. Gold was on the male's mind, it seemed. Nothing else.
Jamie continued to hum, slowly turning it into a song. She sang low, almost in a whisper. The language was not what most would recognize, for it was that of the gypsies. Her small form squeezed past two closely grown trees, her body wiggling between them, cutting off her song momentarily. Hopping out onto the other side she continued to sing and dance, pausing in front of a small river.
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 2:04 am
Katherine took one look at the proffered berry and smirked. The master-at-arms' move was audacious, but though the two rarely fraternized the blonde islander had in fact been part of the Dementia's crew for almost as long as Katherine herself had been, and thus there existed a certain familiarity that allowed such actions.
Her smirk turned into a grin as she noted the newly exposed expanse of tanned skin visible below Rachel's shirt. Well that was just an outright dare. The captain's expression transformed into one of pure lasciviousness as she drew not only the berry but the finger holding it into her mouth.
She carefully crushed the small fruit, creating an explosion of sweet liquid around the elegant digit. Keeping her eyes fixed on the arctic blues of her companion Katherine sucked the delicate juices down, swirling her tongue around the finger being sure to simulate clearly her intentions.
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Darkness Angel Kogoro Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 10:45 am
Rachel's face quickly turns as pink as the berries when the captain took her finger and the fruit into her mouth, her face turned completely red at the actions immediately after. She understood the captain's intentions, yet she wasn't sure if the spot they were in was the best of places for that, especially with all the others wandering around, there was too high of a chance of them getting seen by the rest of the crew for her liking.
As she is thinking, Rachel pops another one of the fruits into her own mouth, her index finger on her right hand is still caught inside the captain's mouth. About a second after popping the pink fruit into her mouth, she remembers that she was supposed to be feeing them to the captain, not herself. So now she had to get the fruit back to the captain's mouth, or face getting yelled at, or possibly worse.
She leans in to the captain's pulling her finger from her mouth, replacing it with a deep kiss, as she kisses the captain, she slides the fruit into the captain's mouth with her tongue. After doing so, she slowly pulls her head back, looking down at the small bunch of berries, which seemed to have been picked clean already, "I should go and find you some more juicy fruits," she says to the captain. Without giveing much time for the captain to stop her, she hops up into another tree and begins searching for more tasty fruits.
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 1:15 pm
It was lucky for Nicolas that Jamie was humming, for it allowed him to keep a better eye on his surroundings, while he was still able to hear where the woman was coming from. Though he was incredibly set on finding treasure, he did enjoy the soft sound of Jamie's voice. She has a talent, that was for sure. Glancing up for a moment to make sure the woman was tricking him and throwing her voice, Nicolas nearly tripped over his boot seeing the beautiful swaying of hips and sweet smile. The man nearly had to pry his gaze from Jamie's perfectly shaped form.
Nicolas more than likely assumed that Jamie knew he was near, but he did not know that the female understood that he was following her. There were many thick trees between the two of them, but with Jamie's hum and occassional lyric, the male was easily able to keep a tab on her. Making his own way farther into the jungle, slashing at hanging foliage, he grumbled lightly to himself. If there was nothing on the island, he'd feel incredibly foolish for going this far into it.
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 2:05 pm
Jamie stared at the small river for a moment before knealing before it. Cupping her hands she allowed the liquid to run through her fingers before scooping a bit up and bringing it to her lips. She drank swiflty before raising a brow and glancing to a stone in the river that seemed to shine a bit more than the others around it. Her dainty hand darted towards it in a greedy manner and she snatched it from the river bed.
She stood, cupping the polished stone in her hands. Opening her hands slowly she frowned, seeing that it hand cut her palm, causing blood to stream off the sides of her hand and into the water below. The smooth stone that sat in her hand was one in the shape of an arrowhead of a black and white splotched color. Her blue eyes widened as she turned it over carefully, having not seen such a stone carving before. Her humming had stopped ubruptly as she had noticed her blood, leaving the jungle silent around her, except for the birds overhead and the bugs along the floor.
Surely this meant that there had to be some sort of human life ont he island. Or at least there had been. No rock simply took such a shape on its own. At least none that Jamie had laid eyes on.
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Posted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 2:53 am
It had been far too long since the one eyed captain had experienced the sweetness of a kiss, so long that the tart sugars of the berry passed into her mouth could not compare to the taste of the island woman.
Katherine was scarcely aware of it when Rachel pulled back, the loss of warmth finally piercing her fogged mind when the blonde islander was already halfway up another tree.
The captain, instead of being angered at the presumptuous advance and equally presumptuous retreat, was amused. The game had begun. With a grin, she smoothly rose to her feet, brushed the sand from her grey pants and took five quick strides to the tree where the master-at-arms was attempting to gather more fruit.
Katherine, still enthused from the earlier encounter, was perhaps a bit too energetic in her attempts to forcefully drag Rachel out of the tree. The biggest clue to this fact was the ripping noise as she grabbed the light fabric of the blonde's black pants and pulled. Feeling slightly embarrassed but more entertained by the mishap, the captain raised her eye to meet those of her victim, stopping on the way up to ogle the bare leg seen through the tears.
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Darkness Angel Kogoro Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 4:35 pm
Rachel feels her pants getting pulled, then hears the tearing sound from the pants the captain had ripped. From the pull, and the slight suprise of it, she loses her balance and falls from the tree, but luckly she was only a few feet from the ground, so she was able to land on her feet.
She turns and looks at the captain, the looks at her pants, "Well, this certainly wont do..." She says to herself as she pulls out the dagger she keeps at her waist, cutting the fabric along the tear, which went around the pant legs, not down them. She then pulls off the chunks of fabric, and ties them to the back of her belt, just in case the fabric could be used for something else, or just to get them fixed sometime.
She then looks back up at the captain, "Yes?" She says, though she already knew what the captain wanted.
(The pants are cut down to about the length of the Castaway Shorts item :p )
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 1:01 pm
((With shorts that small, wouldn't you see Rachel's man-pieces?))
Nicolas had heard a pause in the music to his left and stopped for a moment, himself. Ignoring his guard, the male suddenly called out, "Jamie? Jamie are you well?" He jumped over his path and into the thick brush that seperated the two of them. He did not wish to act foolish, but the silence had to have meant something and at the moment the male was fearing for the woman's safety. All thoughts of treasure left his mind for just a brief moment. That is, until he noticed Jamie holding something, "What is it?" He almost barked, blue eyes narrowed onto her palm.
The blood continued to drip from her hand and immedietly, the male tore his sleeve from his shirt and went to her aid. Beside her, he took her hand and dipped it into the water, cleaning it only momentarily. With his sleeve torn in strips, he wrapped her hand as tightly as he could without cutting off complete circulation. Nicolas wanted to keep it only as tight as it needed to be to stop the bleeding. He wasn't sure where her injury was exactly, but with so many important veins there, he didn't want to take a risk.
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Darkness Angel Kogoro Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 1:26 pm
(( >.< Check Rachel's Crew Log, I believe it says she was taught how to hide it well since she was a little kid. Since she's in her 20's now, she can practically hide it in any conditions, so she is somehow hiding it, I just prefer not to try and explain how sweatdrop *cough* and I said to about the length, the could be a bit longer for hiding purposes razz ))
Gabriel steps back onto the island after returning from the ship. The monkey on his head who now was wearing a black ribbon on it's tail did just what Gabriel expected it to do when he got back.
The monkey hopped off his head and darted into the bushes, "Why did that actually have to happen?" Gabriel asks himself, wandering into the bushes aswell in hopes to find the furry little monkey with the black ribbon on it's tail.
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2006 12:52 pm
((Just to remind everyone. My account, Meemo, was hacked so i'll be on my mule, Kieva. I don't want anyone to get confused. ^-^))
Jamie was caught off gaurd as the odd male quickly and unexpectantly appeared at her side. He barked a question at her and she jumped, shaking herself from her thoughts. " I'm not sure what it is.." She answered, still looking to the stone. Yet, no sooner had she spoken Nicolas had snatched up her bleeding hand and had dunked it into the river, cleaning it momentarily. Pulling it out, he had ripped one of his sleeves and had bandaged her hand quickly. Jamie narrowed her blue eyes on him as he worked and cleared her throat.
"Excuse me. " She spoke loudly, taking her hand from him once he had finished. " I didn't know you were concerned with other's well beings. " Jamie wasn't one to accpet help very often and his sudden outburst of concern made her awkward. She then held the stone towards him, switching the subject quickly. It rested in her unharmed hand, taking up the space from about her wrist towards the base of her fingers. It came to a point at the top and Jamie looked towards the arrowhead with a risen brow.
"What is it, Nicolas?" She asked, uncomfortable knowing she should thank him for his concern. Though it wasn't exactly in her character to do so. Perhaps later. Perhaps when they returned to the ship. But not now on this island. She looke dup at him now, tilting her head, braid falling over one of her bare shoulders.
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Posted: Sun Apr 16, 2006 4:51 pm
Arrin wandered through the dense foliage of the island, hacking at branches as she passed them. She'd intended to stay on the ship, but most of the rest of the crew had ended up on the island, and she figured there wasn't much point in hanging around. As far as she could see, there wasn't much happening on the island itself, but she could at least get some fruit to ward off scurvy. She munched a few berries as she hacked her way through the jungle, then stopped as she heard voices nearby. Curious, she moved quietly nearer to investigate.
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