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 Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2005 4:33 am
Je suis John, je suis le premier compagnon sur ce bateau, il est gentil de vous rencontrer Mira
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Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2005 6:51 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2006 6:27 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2006 9:43 pm
*Being thouroughly interuppted by the French speaking Mr. John, the Captain stood uselessly aside with a shocked look upon his face.*
"Since.... since when do you speak French?"
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Admiral Lord Cochrane Captain
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Admiral Lord Cochrane Captain
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2006 10:02 pm
*Shaking off the astonishment, he took hold of the rail and walked briskly up to the Quarterdeck.* Mr. John's learned french in the time it's taken us to get into port...
Let's make the Lady dance then, shall we?*Placing his speaking trumpet to his lips, he began to pour out orders* "WE SHALL BEAT TO QUARTERS!"*Strolling to the helm, he retook his stance at the compass house.* "ALL HANDS TO THE SHEETS! I WANT ALL CANVAS FLYING IN THE WIND. MAKE FAST THE FORE N' AFT MAIN, FLY THE TOP' GALLANTS, READY THE SPRITSIL'S, HOIST THE JIB."*Crouching down, he digs into the storage beneath the compass house and removes a folded object.* It's been awhile since i've flown you... hasn't it?*Untucking the deepest fold, he removes himself to the leerail and secures the colour-lines to the brackets of the cloth stranger. as he begins to hoist the lfag, it unfurls and presents it's faided, yet bold colours to the light winds of the world.* ...Right then, up wit' yah Ol' Friend..*No sooner said than done, the humongus blue, red & white barred flag of the Royal British Navy "Lucky Jack" was unfurled and flying proudly in the gales.* 
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2006 10:16 pm
The Doctor having heard the captain from the galley, made his way on deck. He then proceeded to the Captains Quarters.
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Time-Spanned Soul Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2006 11:41 am
*meets with the captain in his quarters*
"I'm truly sorry the mission took so long sir, but you must understand the group you sent is use to solo missions and they usually aren't quite as 'peaceful' as that."
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 3:43 am
(I'll let this pass for now)
*In his Quarters*
"This may be Mr. Ilor, though it is no bloody excuse...
The point of the shore mission was for the three of you to learn to function as a team and to be able to complete a task as asked. To be blunt, I'm extremely disappointed in the three of you. Though seeing as how the task was eventually completed, (not to point out the manner of which it was carried-out), I will not say anymore of the issue unless questioned.
In the future, Mr. Ilor... I shall find other ways of having the three of you "loners" co-operate together and work as a team. If this is not performed to a tee, I shall find other officers that will be able to do so. Do I make myself clear? I expect my officers to be prime examples of how my ship is to be run. That being said, I find it a damned shame that the best of my young able-officers returns to me with embarrasment. Nonetheless, the mission was a success.
Now, I must ask you to take leave of my quarters. I have business to see to. Oh, by the way... take this and put it on. You'll be needing it."
*Turns to his wardrobe and throws a bundle to Mr. Ilor.*
"Try to look respectful... your now a British Naval Officer."
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Admiral Lord Cochrane Captain
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 10:04 am
After the nice man named John had told her where they were going the fancy man had shouted orders to the crew and then flew a British Naval flag, which alarmed Mira as John had said they were pirates... Had she misunderstood him, had he misspoken? Either one was quite possible actually. After the flag went up, the fancy man shouted some more before heading into what she presumed to be his quarters.
A man she had seen only in passing earlier came from below decks and followed the fancy man as well as the man who was climbing the side of the Lady earlier. At least that's what she thought John had said, the Lady Washington... It sounded right. About then a woman followed the man from below as well. Mira being curious to a fault, slowly made her way towards the door they had gone through and then the first man came out with a bundle of papers. Before the door closed she slipped in trying to be covert, she didn't know how successful she was but made it through the partially open door easily enough.
~Continued in Captain's Quarters~
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 3:37 pm
*Nods at the captain, while in the captains quarters*
"Thank you Sir I wont let it happen again."
*leaves his quarters and puts on the uniform*
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 2:22 pm
*A pigeon flies around the Lady for a while, and then lands in the deck, hopping around, crowing loudly, and with a message on it's leg.
the note read as follows*
Dear Captain J. Kurisutofa, Formally of the Lady Washington,
I hope this letter made it to you, sir. The person I paid to send it was a bit shady, but his pay was cheap.
Anyways, If this message gets to you before Ilor does, then I shall tell you that the people of this island await your arrival. Apparently, something is making the dockmaster anxious for your arrival, as she is blush red with anticipation. Make sure you be on your best behavior when you and the crew arrive.
I have even more good news. I have "purchased" a tavern that shall work as a source of cash and goods. I, myself have worked with the people of this town to make this bar look better than the wreck it was, greatly increasing the activity and popularity of the buisness itself, increasing profits by nearly double. This profit shall go directly towards the Lady's rations and repairs, if the need shall arise.
I hope the lady is prepared for a warm arrival, and that rooms are already prepared for any of the crew that feel like staying at the tavern while the Lady is docked. Tell everyone I said "Hey," and I'll see you when you arrive!
Signed,
Kubain Talimarr, Bo'sun of the Lady Washington
P.S. The bird bites...a lot.
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 2:44 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 6:25 pm
((from galley thread))
*cubby runs back up on deck like a mad man and gathers the catch of the day as his new master of galley, ness and runs back down.*
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 6:44 pm
*Is in his Quarter's if he is needed*
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Admiral Lord Cochrane Captain
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 7:16 pm
*The pigeon, being thrown into the air by a very cruel John, flew back, stole the letter out of John's hand, and flew into the Captain's Quarter's, and set the letter down, waiting for the recipiant to pick up his letter*
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