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 Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 12:10 pm
Jonathan, feeling dejected from having a door slammed in his face, makes a mental note to talk with the Captain about the proper duties of a certain officer. With a sigh, he started to wonder the upper deck, his eyes fixated on his ship manifest, when he almost bumped into another crewmate. Stopping just short of the woman, he raised an eyebrow at the girl and studied her figure, not seeing someone as cute as her on board before. "Greetings," he finally blurts out. "I have not noticed you before. Are you new?" The officer flips through his logbook to the portion where it has the crew manifest, awaiting the woman's reply.
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 12:34 pm
"New enough, Sir," the young woman replied after manuevering to gain her balance from the bump. She was lucky to not slosh any of the soapy water on herself or the man. "Been 'round the ship fer awhile now, just stuck to meself is all," she explained. When she noticed that he was a higher rank than herself, she lowered her head respectfully to apologize, "Sorry, Sir. I must not have been watchin' out where I be headin. Will not happen again. Name's Trouble, though I figger I may be down in ye book under 'Meeki Hawthorne. Don't much like that name anymore, meself, but tis proper and all, I s'pose."
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 12:50 pm
Flipping through the crew manifest, he spots her name on the log. "I see you joined not too long ago. I'm surprised I havent taken notice of you," Jonathan comments, closing the book with a grin. "My name is Jonathan Graves," he speaks in a cheerful tone, finally finding something to take his mind off of the spat with the Master-At-Arms, "and please dispense with the formalities. We are both decent people, no need to view each other as superior or inferior." He extends his hand out in welcome as he bows slightly, which could be seen as a contradiction to his previous statement.
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 2:54 pm
It was only until after Nicolas had strapped on his beautiful ornamented dagger that he realised Jamie Gallows had awoken and was beginning to stir upon the bed. Turning in her direction, he smirked and then pointed towards the door, "Captain seems to be in a bit of a hurry. 2 days to port. I doubt this ship could make it in three..." Although it was true that Galleons were not particularly fast, Nicolas was actually speaking of the crew whom he did not favor a great deal. "Whatever the case, once we're in town, we have access to the bar." A pleased expression sat on Nicolas' face. It seemed the supply he brought from Divvytown during their last visit had run dry.
The site of Jamie moving from the bed and carefully dressing herself in her petite clothing was enough to have the elf's gaze turned in her direction. His expression turned to that of interest and curiosity and soon he spoke his mind. "You wouldn't think that we have time for another would you?" A slight joke was held in his tone and even if Jamie did not object, he knew with his rank he could not do such a thing at the moment. What was needed now was to speak with the captain and learn what reason it was needed to return to Divvytown in such a haste manner.
It seemed as soon had Nicolas asked, however, Jamie had already began towards the door. With a mock frown, the man followed after, in complete understanding of what was needed of them. "Ai lass, it is off to port."
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 3:13 pm
Meeki nodded curtly and moved the mop around to free up a hand. Once done, she shook the hand firmly with her own. He seemed nice enough. "Pleased t'meet ye, Sir," she stated simply before continuing. "I better get t'me work. Sooner I get started, sooner I get done. Excuse me, Mister Graves."
She didn't know what to think of the man. Personally, it takes her a lot longer before she can decide if someone is decent or not. She should feel flattered, she told herself. At least she finally met someone other than the Captain. Tossing the mop into her free hand, she picked the bucket back up and sidestepped around the quartermaster so that she was out of his way.
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 3:36 pm
" You know that if it were possible we wouldn't be leaving this room, aye?" Jamie asked, having allowed herself to grin at what the male had suggested. She had spun from the door to face him, stepping closely as she stared up at the male, chewing her bottom lip seductively. The young woman stood on her toes then, face close to the male's, as she allowed her toungue to brush across Nicolas's lips. Quickly, Jamie dropped back to her normal stance, opened the door and looked back to him.
" Go have fun, Mister Able Seaman" Jamie teased as she walked out the door, brushing dust from her skirt. Without looking back towards the elf she made her way out towards the deck, adding a newly confident and overly satisfied strut to her walk. " Oh! " she then shouted over her shoulder. " And stay out of trouble, my dear."
With that, Jamie turned the corner, out of sight of Nicolas, to view Jonathan and a seemingly new female aboard the ship. Perhaps the reason Jamie hadn't noticed her was because she had been on the island while this woman had stayed aboard. A smile spread across the female's features as she made her way towards the two. The woman was getting out of Jonathan's way at the moment and Jamie rose a brow.
" Ah! It's going to be a nice day at sea, don't you think, QuarterMaster?" Jamie Gallows spoke. It was obvious that she was in a very good mood and happy about one thing or another.
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 4:17 pm
Jonathan bowed his head slightly as he gave way for the newcomer to finish her work. Discreetly taking out a small pocketbook from his coat, the officer grins to himself as he jots down something in it, keeping his eyes on Hawthorne. "Indeed it is, madam," he replies to Jamie in a devilish tone with a slight smirk, putting the pocketbook back in his coat once he is done recording the "data" presented. He suddenly perks up and realizes who is speaking, clearing his throat and straightening his body back to his normal 'royal navy' demeanor. "You seem quite cheerful this morn'," he says to Jamie in a normal tone, as if nothing had happened. "What's on your mind, Fighter?" He clearly emphasised the the rank as a means of recognizing her promotion and giving her a sense of pride and recognition.
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 6:40 pm
Jamie beamed at the title though quickly recovered herself, pouting slightly as she stepped towards the railing. Leaning on the wood she looked to Jonathan and shook her head in a somewhat disappointed manner. " You know already? " The female grumbled. " And how I wanted to surprise you.." Her thoughts began to drift and she returned herself to the present.
Straightening herself and stepping in the quartmasters direction. " But, I suppose things don't always go as we want them to, aye?" With a flick of her hand she brushed her braid over her shoulder and stopped before the male, looking him over.
Going back to the question he had previously asked, Jamie made a thoughtful face before giving a small smile to the man before her. " On me mind? " She requestioned. " I had the best sleep last night in years, been promoted and now we're going to be docking withen a few days and then I can hit the bar. I must admit i'm missing the rum.." With that answer Jamie took a few steps past the man, brushing him slightly as she did so.
" And what about you, Mr. Graves. Looking forward to reaching Port?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 7:07 pm
Jonathan chuckles to himself as she brushed by him, running his hand through his brown hair. "Word on this ship gets around quickly," he speaks. The Brit leans closer and whispers into Jamie's ear, "Especially when the cabin you spent the night is right above the sleeping hold where I rest, and the wood is not of sufficient quality to mask the sound." He straightens up his body again and smirks. "Anyway, I'm looking forward for a long-overdue rest in a tavern. Maybe the local wenchhouse..." Jonathan stops to think for a moment before continuing, "...but that would be ungentlemanly of me."
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 9:22 pm
"Aw then you heard?" Jamie smiled. There was no hint of embarassment on her face, not even the slightest blush. " Hope you were entertained enough. If you were unable to sleep I apologize. I'll make it up to you another time, then." The young woman spoke, though one wouldn't be able to be sure if she were serious or not.
She then turned to face the Brit again as he continued to speak of what he were to do upon reaching land once more. A wenchhouse? jamie hadn't thought of the quartermaster in that way. She hadnt thought that he was that attracted to women at all. For he had never tried to woo her. Though, perhaps she wasnt his cup of tea.
Jamie then shook her head. " Since when are pirates gentlemen? Huh, Mr. Graves? " The female asked, raising an arched brow.
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 9:54 pm
Jonathan chuckles heartedly to himself, straightening his ponytail and fridgeting. "I am no pirate, m'lady," he replies with a nudge of his elbow playfully into the side of Jamie, "merely a British naval officer on indefinate vacation." Unable to contain a straight face, he laughed out loud at his own words. After a moment, he regained his composure and grinned at the woman, "I would show you the wonders of chivalry and romance, and how wonderful it is to experience them with a gentleman, if you were not already taken in by a certain pointy-eared crewmate."
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 8:23 am
Meeki stepped back and away from the two engaged in conversation. She felt she had heard more than she had a right to know. Seemed when it came to sex, the people on board the ship were no different than the rutting male pigs and strutting whores she had grown up to. Perhaps she was being a little harsh.. she didn't know them afterall.
It's just that she had thought to have escaped from such things. Guess there's some things that you can't run away from. The young woman shook her head, now was not the time to think about it. Taking the mop, she dipped it into the bucket and started washing the deck.
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 2:08 pm
Jamie gave an odd face as she was nudged in the side. She hadnt really spoken with anyone else besides Nicolas until now. And this chat with Jonathan was turning out to be not all bad. HAd the male just made a joke? Judging by his reaction to himself Jamie judged that he had and offered a smile as she adjusted herself, hands crossed against her breasts.
His grinning features turned to her now and he spoke, causing Jamie to chew her bottom lip and raise a brow, nodding at his words. " Oh, believe me, Mr. Graves," Jamie began, taking a step near him. " I've had my share of gentlemen, shy men, roudy men, tough men, large men and men very much full of themselves and I doubt there could be much that you would be able to surprise me with." Her words towards Jonathan were almost as if she were daring him to do so.
She ignored what he had said about Nicolas. For she didnt want to admit that the last night had been the most incredible experience of her life with a man. Could it have been because he was not human, like she? Returning her thoughts to the man in front of her she smiled at the quartmaster contently, leaning on the railing now.
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 4:33 pm
Jonathan chuckles as he leans forward on the railing, staring out into the sea. "Have you ever experienced romance," he asked quietly, his gaze fixated on the open waters, "without the need or desire to jump in bed? It can be quite exillerating." The officer stares out with a blank look on his face, almost as if he was remembering something or someone of his past. Shaking his head out of the trance, he turned to Jamie with a grin. "Romance without ulterior motives, that is."
Jonathan then noticed the new girl decidedly avoiding the two. The expression on Hawthorne's face was a dead give-away to him. With a frown, he decided to change the subject so he wont offend anyone, despite being stationed on a pirate ship where offenses are a daily commonplace. He was, after all, the last bastion of decency and chivalry aboard. "What do you plan on doing when you get in town?" he asked Jamie.
((heh, two paragraphs, almost beating my old record for longest post))
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 7:33 pm
" Romance?" Jamie mumbled, turning to gaze out at the ocean along with Jonathan. She nodded then and rested her chin in the palm of her bandaged hand. " Yes, I've experienced romance. And to tell you the truth, Jonathan," Jamie added, sky blue eyes looking to the man now. " it scared me." This happened to be an honest truth that the young gypsy hadn't shared with anyone except herself. It had been the reason why she had done her atrocious deed while due to be married. He was gone now, never to come back after what she had done.
Unwilling to share more of herself with the quartermaster at the moment she took note of his next question. Even while she was pondering over what she was to do once they arrived at port, she realized how good it had felt to have admitted something she had kept hidden.
" I'm heading straight for the pub. " Jamie answered then, a smile spreading across her tanned face. " Would you care to join the crew for a drink, Mr. Graves?" Jamie asked, her free hand dangling over the railing, allowing sea water to spray onto her skin.
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