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 Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2007 11:19 am
Ready another shot, and head West with the wind! Quickly lads!!!
*she starts running down the deck and peeks down into the gun deck*
Ready another shot! Chain shot at the main! Go, lads!!!!
*she ran back down the deck and helped with the sails*
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 12:33 am
Fine work Captain, we've set sail and started making distance between us and that blasted ship
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 10:07 pm
*she nods at John as she can see them gaining speed*
AIM!!!!
*The sounds of the gun crew could be heard below*
Fire!
*the smoke rises in the air as the Lady gets farther away from the enemy.*
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2007 2:52 am
*sigh of relief*
Im gonna go fetch me some rum...
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 5:32 am
*After a few or so bags of rum, John turns back to Ares*
As you prolly It might be in are best interest to lay low for awhile. Take it carefully as we head to Provoka
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 1:31 pm
Coming up from below decks, Myere looked about the now oddly quieted ship. Ever since they'd escaped the 'Bodicia' the crew had been somewhat dispirited. It seemed right however to give at elast a few days of time to the men and women so that they might have time to moarn their loss.
Stepping up upon teh quarterdeck, Myere tapped Joe Plaice, the helmsman's mate on teh shoulder. "Go below and get some sleep, Joe. I'll take teh helm." Stepping where Joe had been for the past four hours, Myere grasped teh helms spokes and felt teh gentle hum of teh current shifting teh rudder from side to side. Looking over his shoulder, Myere eyed teh captain. Miss Ares was young, but had seen alot of action aboard and was much trusted as a decent officer. Surel teh captain knew wah he was at handing the ship over to her. Looking at her with a curt smile, he called over to her.
"Beggin' your pardon Captain, Mum. But I must ask, what is our heading? Do we have a set course?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 11:31 pm
We head West....hopefully we'll make it to Provoka...
*she watched the scene leave here, as she realized she has to be in charge now.*
Take it easy on the rum. We do have to get there. If we have any trouble, we'll have to be ready.
*she looks around*
Alright....gun crew on standby. Fill those sails, lads!
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Posted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 10:18 pm
She turned her head at the word. Provoka. A place that was imaginary, a place that almost every royal navey has tried to find and destroy. A place where pirates sought shelter and gained new crew. She had heard of it, oh yes, but to learn that it was a true and real place that they were headed towards now was almost unbearable. Her heart leapt into her throat with excitement and nerves as she glanced back towards the Bodicia.
Farwell...
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 8:58 pm
*The whirlwind of action from the Doctor jumping up quickly, threw her for a loop and she fell back to the deck. Like Miss Midnight, she too turned a cocked head to Miss Ares. Provoka? She had never been there but heard of it in stories told to her by her father as he tucked her into bed at night. Those were the days when he was still around and she could hide behind her father's legs when her mother got crazy ideas in her head. Her heart dropped just thinking about him.
She looked up towards the Doctor and noticed something she hadn't before about him. It could have been the moment, or the presence he had taken once he had his wits about him, but she could have sworn she saw a little of her father in the Doctor's face. She shook her head, wondering if what she saw was true, but the similarity faded and her heart dropped once more. She curled up beside the main hatch that heads below and kept very quiet as they sailed off over the horizon. She wrapped her arms around her knees and rested her head on a barrel beside her.
With the Captain gone, the morale would only sink lower as they'd head to Provoka. No one was quite sure how long or when we'd arrive at the undisclosed port but one thing was sure, no one quite knew what was in the stars for them now.*
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 10:44 pm
*Ares couldn't sleep. She paced through the Captain's quarters, her knew home. She paced along the room with determination, thinking about what was to happen once they reached Provoka.*
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 6:55 pm
Watching Captain Ares disappear below into the Captains cabin (actually post there, plz..), Myere repeated the course and bearings aloud.
"Due West it is, Miss."
Taking the spokes in his hands, Myere put the helm hard a'lee and brought the ship to bear heading West. Seeing that John wasn't about to do his duties, the canvas that flew from either mast went limp as the wind was spilled from them. Myere shouted to the men prattling in the waist.
"ULL HAANDS ABOOT SHIP! LAY ALOOFT! LAY ALOOFT! OOF TACKS AND SHIETS! PREPAIR THE MAINSLE HAUL... ALL TOGET'ER NOW, MEN! HAUL AWAY!"
As the sheets bore around to the opposite tack, the ship heeled to the side, laying a large bow-wave that plied the length of the ship. Standing at the helm, Myere couold feel something stirring inside him. There was something whispering upon the wind... something grand.
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2007 9:43 pm
From what information he could gather in the brief time he had been awake, Reginald had observed that it would seem Miss Ares had been made Captain. He watched as she descended below. He thought for a moment as to what he should do, and then he was off with haste. He made his way below decks to the Captain's Cabin. He had to speak with Miss Ares.
<>
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Time-Spanned Soul Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2007 1:00 am
*Aeoess got herself down from the nest and back into the deck, and after hearing Myere's order she ran off and began to prepare the main sail (OOC: I think that's what you meant, if not I'll revise it), however she noticed that no one was in the right mind set...Usually Aeoess was the slacker, for once it felt like everything was the opposite of what it should've been...
To her everyone should be doing something, being a sickly-looking plague ship wasn't enough, especially if they wanted to get to Provoka.*
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2007 6:31 pm
Seeing that no one had yet taken up the order, Myere looked about teh decck and decided it was time to finally weild his sword of authority as Quartermaster. Strapping the wheel in place, Myere stood at the bellmount and grasped it firmly.
"BEAR A HAND AND GET TO WORK, YOU LAZY LOAFERS.
IDLE HANDS TO THE BRACES, HAUL ON MY COMMAND!
TOPMEN TO THE SHEETS: AWAY FORETOP-SAILS AND MAINTA-GALLANT. DOUSE LIGHT CANVAS AND SET TACKS AND SHEETS."
Seeing no Captain in sight, Myere felt bold enough to take full command until told otherwise. It felt good to have a little authority under his belt. Looking about, he called to the ship's steward. "Miss Destiny, pass teh word for the bosun. Have him bring light-hawsers and five-inch cable ondeck and prepare his men to lay aloft."
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2007 9:36 pm
( OOC Sorry fo rthe long absence)
Destiny stood rooted to the deck, eyes fixed on the quickly receding form of the Bodacia. This was not the first time she had sailed away while a friend had been sacrificed to save the ship. Her eyes misted over slightly as she gazed out, remembering all the journeys of the past. Shaking herself out of her memories, she turned, and began to help with the sails.
She heard the new captain, Ares, give their heading for Provoka. It had been decades since she had been to that island haven. Then, as she hauled sheets, tied ropes down, and tried to assist, she heard her name called by Myre, asking her to find the bo'sun. She nodded, and went in passed the word for the bo'sun to report on deck to the quartermaster.
Then, once the breeze was in the sails, Destiny made her way back down to the galley, the place she felt most comfrotable and safe. Well, as safe as one could feel on a pirate ship anyway.
*( continued in the galley)
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