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Post subject:  Posted: September 19th, 2006, 9:49 pm |
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"Well, I've seen some stupid spies," Jacob said. "I didn't really think you were one, just had to be sure." He stood up. "We can find you a better place to sleep than under that bunk. In return, perhaps you can help us. I could use some information about the privateer ship. What do you think?"
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Post subject: Posted: September 19th, 2006, 9:53 pm |
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Lynna's calm and hardened exterior drops a tiny bit as she realizes that she's probably not going to be killed. "I could definitely come up with something, but I believe it'll cost room an' board....." Always a bargainer, a ligth flickers in her eyes at the idea of a trade-off.....
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Post subject: Posted: September 19th, 2006, 11:35 pm |
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Meldawen wrote: On the privateer ship, which was swiftly sailing away, Isobel was fighting like a wildcat against several surprised and annoyed privateers.
"What in the seven seas do you think you're doing?" she shrieked at them, blonde curls wildly blown about. Her cheekbone had a gash across it and her arms, wrists bound, were twisted painfully up behind her back, but she was not subdued. "Let me go this instant!"
Impatiently, a tall stern-faced privateer strode over and spun Isobel around to face him. "That's enough."
Isobel spat in his face. "And who are you to - "
Unexpectedly, his hand came down and struck her across her cheek, leaving her breathless and shocked, and momentarily speechless. "There's more where that came from," he warned, an eyebrow raised. "See that you consider that in your calculations." With a mocking tip of his hat, he strode off, leaving a raging but silent Isobel.
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Post subject: Posted: September 20th, 2006, 2:04 am |
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Lol...sorry, Meldawen - I'm not on that ship, so there's not much I can do to help.
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Pat snapped his mouth shut before he could say anything rash when he realised that the Captain was actually inviting the stowaway to join the crew!. The Captain probably had a very good reason based on facts that Pat, being a mere Lieutenant, had no idea about. He managed to assume a calm, military face, but it did require some effort. It rather defied belief that a stowaway could join the crew after being caught. Something bounced off his side as he straightened, and he looked down to see a needle dangling by thread which was holding his wound closed. He grimaced and sat down on the bed again to allow Allister a chance to finish stitching the wound up. He had completely forgotten about it, himself.
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Post subject: Posted: September 20th, 2006, 5:13 am |
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(*cough* my name is allister, not stephen....)
Allister looked at the defiant woman and sighed, noticing several flesh wounds she had, he would dress those later...he look in pat's direction "sorry pat, i was a bit suprised, something like this doesnt happen often..." he finished stitching up the wound deftly and looked towards the woman's direction "what is your name?"
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Post subject: Posted: September 20th, 2006, 11:05 am |
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Um, actually I wasn't referring to you....you're playing the main surgeon, right? I was just referring to a random Marine who was helping out by stitching up wounds and other such things.....sorry for being kind of confusing....but I'll just edit my post anyways, because yours is fine, and actually does something conversationally.
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Post subject: Posted: September 20th, 2006, 1:09 pm |
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((*Pokes* Mornie, post with Niamh on the privateer ship. *Is very bored*))
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Post subject: Posted: September 20th, 2006, 5:39 pm |
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Jacob adressed the stowaway again. "If you give us some information, including your name, you'll get a bed and meals with the crew. We'll drop you off at the next port we stop at." Jacob noticed the look on Pat's face, but didn't say anything about it.
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Post subject: Posted: September 20th, 2006, 7:49 pm |
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Meldawen wrote: ((*Pokes* Mornie, post with Niamh on the privateer ship. *Is very bored*))
eek! sorry
Niamh struggled as the men tied her up, all jeering and laughing...she had screamed incessantly, but now the men had gone, and she was sitting in a miserable little cell...she heard some men approaching and saw a young lady flung inside....Niamh didnt say anything....she was tired....she didnt want to try...._________________ resistance is futile...
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Post subject: Posted: September 21st, 2006, 12:58 am |
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Post subject: Posted: September 21st, 2006, 2:57 pm |
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"Oh, I think not!" was Isobel's irate exclamation of disgust. She seized the handle on the door and pulled with all her might. It stayed exactly as it was and she turned, flushed and panting, to see Niamh. She had a gash diagonally across her cheek, which gave her a rakish appearance; she'd lost her her hat somewhere along the way and her golden curls were a grand mess, a shimmering halo of tangles around her face; and her white shirt was ripped in several places. Yet she still paced like a tiger, peering into every corner, ready to exploit the merest weakness in the small room, which was unfortunately very sturdily built. "Nobody shoves me aboard a ship without my consent," she muttered murderously, and flung herself down beside Niamh.
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Post subject: Posted: September 21st, 2006, 4:44 pm |
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Niamh looked at the other prisoner "its not use...even if you get out....what will you do? fight them all and sail to your homeland?!" she sighed....looking out a small
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Post subject: Posted: September 21st, 2006, 5:17 pm |
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Isobel glanced sideways at Niamh. "I don't have a homeland," she said defiantly. "But I'll fight them all any day! The cowards!" she rose and again started to pace. "I'm not staying. I'm not."
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Post subject: Posted: September 21st, 2006, 7:06 pm |
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Lynna thinks for a moment, then nods. "Alright.... My name is Lynna Vanderbilt..... Other info than that you won't get until you make your half of the bargain fact, not just suggestion......." She turns and looks at the doctor, since he spoke to her as well. "Yes?...."
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Post subject: Posted: September 21st, 2006, 7:12 pm |
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allister looked at the girl "lynna, you have some flesh wounds that might get infected...allow me.." he took out his alcohol "it'll only sting a bit..."
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Niamh looked at her wearily "you know....it wont do anything if you fight them....you'll just die....and thats it, they wont loose many even if you are skilled with any weapon...there is nothing to do but be grateful we are only locked up and not set up for their....amusement"
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Post subject: Posted: September 21st, 2006, 7:18 pm |
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Lynna looks at the man, her eyes roaming over him distrustfully, from his hands to his face and back again. "Why should I?.... They're not that bad...." A thin cut has sent a line of blood dripping down the side of her face, and the sleeve of her tunic is ripped and slightly bloodied. On her right thigh is a small gash, but goes deep, and has stained the cloth around it a dark scarlet......
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