Demisexual
Leo
Surviving off Thai tea and Miguel O'hara
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Post by Leo on Aug 10, 2017 0:46:47 GMT -5
(So my computer was a butt and deleted the responses I was working on. ^.^")
As Zenobia broke the thin layer of water between the depths and the air above, she let out a loud gasp and stared up at the destruction above them. Smoke curled into the lazy blue afternoon sky and flames licked the air, desperate to grow in size. She let out a wicked laugh and slapped the water with her palms, causing a large splash. She shouted a few words in Spanish at the crumbling fort above them and laughed again, throwing her head back. Part of the Fort's stone wall's tilted toward them dangerously. Immediately Zeno's smile faded as she realized the situation. They needed to move. Noticing Chase looked like he was in quite a bit of pain and having trouble swimming. Swimming over to Chase she wrapped her arms around his waist and headed for shore. "Let's move, kid" she called attempting to swim out of the way of the potential falling debris.
Fletcher stepped closer to Santiago. Careful not to hurt him, let him fall, and so that he wouldn't get away. His nose wrinkled in annoyance and he glared at the Egyptian. "You know exactly what I mean" He hissed back. "You were way out of line. I don't care how he talked to you, do not ever threaten to kill someone. Especially a member of this crew" He growled his lip pulled back in an almost snarl. He was about to say something else to him but stopped. Distantly he heard a boom and sucked in a breath. He had a feeling that that explosion sound had something to do with his pirates... Fletcher sighed and smoothed his face into one of dangerous calm. "This conversation is not over," he said then turned on his heel, speed walking to the stairs that lead above deck and to get the crew in order again.
Thessa simply stood from the dingy prison cell and glared at Kali. Her hand was clasped over the other where two of her fingers should have been. As she stood there she let the illusion fall away from her. Not that it distorted much of reality. Her features and skin were still the same. But, her hair was no longer long, blonde, and straight. No, in reality, it was wavy with an ombre effect of white to different shades of blue. Her silver eyes narrowed and watched Kali's every movement. "Call me what you wish, human. Your words don't hurt me" she said holding her head high and pursing her lips together in a slight pout. Despite her words of defiance, her hands were shaking. Both from the pain of losing her fingers and because this human before her truely terrified her.
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sweetclover1
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Post by sweetclover1 on Aug 10, 2017 0:52:48 GMT -5
Santiago wanted to step back, to cower away from the larger man, but somehow he didn't, he stood his ground as he glared back at him, swallowing down the whimper wanting to rise in his throat. "I never threatened to kill him. If I wanted him dead you'd be taking care of a body right now." He growled back, his lip curling into a snarl, mirroring the others anger, trying to puff himself up to make himself bigger. He wasn't going to let anyone- not even Fletcher- tell him how to handle disrespect. There was a reason why his crew worked well. "Try and get your crew to learn better manners and maybe they won't end up dead. Not everyone on here has the restraint I have," He added coldly, before hearing the boom and following the other up and outside, beginning to feel a bit dizzy from his reopened wound, but determined to see what was going on. (Oh I hate that >~<)
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sweetclover1
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Post by sweetclover1 on Aug 10, 2017 2:03:34 GMT -5
(I hope everything's okay <3 and sounds good! Also his pirate, awww )
Santiago bit his lip, his cheeks darkening a little bit with embarrassment as he looked around, not wanting to be forced back down into that dark place downstairs. His face showed that he really didn't want to go back down to the Doctor, and he let out a soft breath, deciding to try and argue with the Commodore. "Y-you gave me a th-thin shirt," he muttered, wincing as a swell hit the ship and his arm shot forward, using the Englishman as a sort of stabilizer. He tried not to whimper in pain as his side burned at the movement, looking sheepish as he did so. Maybe he should actually go and get the cut taken care of.
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on Aug 10, 2017 2:56:17 GMT -5
Henry had jumped at about the same time as Zenobia and Chase, and thankfully he wasn't hurt. He broke the water to see the crumbling stone wall of the fortress. Well, that looked dangerous.
Henry had started swimming away even before Zenobia's call. The young man would have helped with Chase but it appeared that Zenobia had that under control and Henry wasn't sure about how Chase would react to Henry helping him, so instead he just focussed on getting out of the way of the debris that was going to come raining down on the trio. The wall was buckling dangerously now; there was no telling whether they would make it out of the way or not, but it would be a close call. Well, if they lived, this would certainly be a good story. And if they didn't...well...it didn't mater if they didn't.
The shore was within reach now, and Henry felt sure that they could make it.
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Post by The Noble Dragon on Aug 10, 2017 3:41:41 GMT -5
Thessa simply stood from the dingy prison cell and glared at Kali. Her hand was clasped over the other where two of her fingers should have been. As she stood there she let the illusion fall away from her. Not that it distorted much of reality. Her features and skin were still the same. But, her hair was no longer long, blonde, and straight. No, in reality, it was wavy with an ombre effect of white to different shades of blue. Her silver eyes narrowed and watched Kali's every movement. "Call me what you wish, human. Your words don't hurt me" she said holding her head high and pursing her lips together in a slight pout. Despite her words of defiance, her hands were shaking. Both from the pain of losing her fingers and because this human before her truely terrified her. "If I wanted my words to hurt then you would be dead by now," Kali snorted and turned to leave, unimpressed with Thessa's show of defiance and magic. "I'll be back with some food later, would hate for my new toy to die of starvation... Hope you eating fish doesn't count as caniblism." She snorted at the thought before leaving the woman in the dark. (She'll nicen up at some point I swear)
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Aug 10, 2017 7:02:30 GMT -5
OOC: Text
IC: Chase tensed up when he felt Zeno's arm around him to help. He wanted to push her away and get himself to shore, but he figured he should accept her help, so he did as he carefully tried to swim toward the shore. As he was looking down he saw that the mostly clear water had a red tinge to it around his side and he swore under his breath through very tightly clenched teeth. Turns out he had hit the side of a sharp rock as he landed in the water and it had slit through his clothes and caused a slash at least an inch deep at his waist. He had his teeth clenched to try and stop feeling the pain. Needless to say it didn't really work.
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Leo
Surviving off Thai tea and Miguel O'hara
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Post by Leo on Aug 10, 2017 23:27:02 GMT -5
(Aint no one gonna take his pirate away XD) Commodore Fletcher caught Santiago around the waist as he fell forward. Looking the Egyptian over he sighed and looked up towards the horizon they were headed towards. He thought for a moment before giving him a softer expression than the one he had one before. "Go back to my chambers. I will send the doctor your way" He offered quietly. He knew they were both stubborn at this point. Neither one of them would back down until they won the argument or finally let the argument die. So he would break... for now. As he was helping Santi to his feet, he heard a call from the crows nest. "Ser's! Three bodies in the water. Starboard side" the man finished and pointed to the three people swimming in the water.
As Zenobia looked up from dragging a wounded chase through the water she saw the shore wasn't too far off. But her breath was short and her coat was dragging her down. She wasn't swimming as fast as she probably should have. She wouldn't make it to shore without either drowning both of them or letting Chase fend for himself. But she didn't get the chance to pick cause she heard a distant voice shouting. "Oh good. The Commodore came to our rescue" Zenobia sighed. She was grateful that she didn't have to swim much farther now. As the ship sailed closer to the three pirates, a ladder was thrown down and Zeno grabbed it immediately, hauling herself and Chase up the ladder. Once on the deck, Red sprawled out and smiled at the glimpse of destruction she had caused her breath still heavy. The Commodore leaned over her and gave her a very hard look. "Welcome back Ms. Vinter" Zeno simply gave him an offensive finger in response. Fletcher turned and looked over Santiago as Alaric took his place above Zenobia and smiled down at her. "I suppose we'll be traveling to El Dorado together then won't we?" At that Zenobia got to her feet and lunged for Ruthless Rudy.
(So end's our extravagant trip to Portugal!)
A few days later, the crew of the Tempest is well away from the port of Portugal they had caused so much trouble in. So far everything was smooth sailing and beautiful windy skies gracing their journey. At this moment the sky was a lovely shade of orange, pink's, and yellow's. A sunrise like non-other. The air was warm enough to stay outside and cool enough to prevent dehydration. Zenobia was currently hiding away in the crows nest again. Her curly brown hair swept to the side as she watched the horizon. She was without her coat for the day, so an array of scars was visible to the world. She was content with keeping the quiet for the moment. The Commodore was reviewing the many different maps and carts they needed so that they knew they were on the right path. His brow was furrowed as he stood over his desk, his muscles bunched together as he stressed over the maps. His eyes swimming before him. Alaric was being his usual self. Leaning against the edge of the ship, his back to the water, as he flirts with different crew members and people passing by. Every now and then he'd glance up to where Zenobia resided and make a sound as if her were think about what his next action might be. Then he'd just go bak to firsting with the crew members. Thessa sat in the darkness of her cell. She did not whimper nor did she curl into herself and cry. She simply sat there, holding her head high and looking into the darkness where she could faintly make out the outline of the door. Waiting for her captor, or anyone at this point to show their faces. Rasmus was where he always was. In his kitchen making food for the rest of the crew. (Now take your pick who will talk to who)
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Post by ƤαƖƖαѕ ✧ on Aug 11, 2017 0:42:43 GMT -5
(Hey Sweet x I'll reply to our 1x1 soon buy I'm going on holiday today so we'll see)
Henry had noticed Zenobia struggling and had moved to help her when he realised they wouldn't make it this way. That was when the English ship came around. He watched Zenobia and Chase disappear up the ladder. Henry considered his options, and just about all of the ones where he didn't get on board the ship resulted in death. Besides, Henry supposed he was part of whatever little team had been made in there. So he climbed the ladder to discover exactly what was going on aboard this ship.
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A few days later Henry had been mostly briefed on everything; the ship and its mission and all of the reasons why Henry couldn't leave. The main one, among others, was that Henry was an Englishman and so he could be executed with a lot less paperwork than the others. It was almost too easy to kill him. This was among many other reasons.
Henry was taking a moment up on deck to take a break, taking in the environment for just a moment.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Aug 11, 2017 2:47:43 GMT -5
OOC: Who should Chase rp with? I'd go for Zeno but I should probably shake it up a little, plus someone else might want to rp with her.
IC: Text
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sweetclover1
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Post by sweetclover1 on Aug 11, 2017 9:24:46 GMT -5
(Ahaha I shall XD)
Santi felt hands grab his waist, keeping him so he didn't fall to the ground. He glanced up, noticing the softer look on the Commodores face, and heard the quiet order to go to his chambers. For some reason, that did bring a blush to the Egyptians cheeks, but he just gave a weak nod, trying to steady himself on the other, wanting to look as put together as he could. He swallowed a little, about to push off, when he heard the announcement of three bodies coming towards the ship and he flashed Fletcher a rather smug look. "I told you to give them a few moments," He hummed, with a winning smirk on his face as he watched the three pirates climb aboard. "Nice to see you again, Roja," Santi called out cheerfully, thinking that they all looked like drowned rats. -- The next few days had been an... experience. The doctor would not let him move even an inch, forcing him to stay in bed, away from anyone he would try to kill. On one hand it was nice, he got to steal away time from the Commodore, spend time with him while the rest of the crew were sleeping, but on the other hand he was getting antsy. Even when he was younger he could never just lay around in bed, even if his wound was infected and a good day and a half after he was sent back he was too weak to move. Yet now he felt... alright. He shouldn't be moving, but he knew that the Commodore hadn't eaten yet, so he decided to go and try to steal at least an apple from the stores down below. He felt anxiety prick at his chest the moment he couldn't see the sky, but he still limped down there, ignoring the pain at his side that was yelling at him to stop and lay down. Soon he made it to the kitchen, and he stepped in, now fairly unsure as to what to do. He glanced around, seeing if Rasmus was there. It'd be hard to sneak around with him watching his every move.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Aug 11, 2017 21:21:26 GMT -5
OOC: Text
IC: Chase was under the deck on a bed, one hand under his head while the other was on his side where he was slashed from the fall out of the fort a few days ago. He'd gotten it bandaged up and the bleeding had stopped, but it was far from healed and he still had a slight limp. Taking a deep breath and a sigh, he got off the bed and slowly padded up to the main deck. He had to squint at the sudden brightness of the sun, but he quickly adjusted his eyes to it and looked around. It seemed relatively quiet. Looking around the ocean he smiled. The mystery of what was under the water always fascinated him very much. He couldn't get himself to sleep, so he started padding around for a while.
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sweetclover1
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Post by sweetclover1 on Aug 12, 2017 2:02:55 GMT -5
"Ah, Hola gatito, como estas?" Jordie chuckled, crouching down and wincing in pain as he did so. He slips into Spanish, the language he was most comfortable in, even though it wasn't his native tongue. He stroked the black and white cat, keeping quiet so he wouldn't catch the eye of Rasmus. Of course the question made his eye roll, biting back his own annoyance. "No.I'd only finish the job if we had another cook," He responded lazily, scratching the cat behind his ears, staying in the position he was in, the pain making him freeze up.
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sweetclover1
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Post by sweetclover1 on Aug 12, 2017 2:29:43 GMT -5
(Oooh that'll be awesome! Post the pics as you make 'em! Also Santi is a total cat person. He has, like, five cats on the Rosewater XD)
Santi couldn't help but coo at the cat, rubbing the cute little guy as he pawed at his hands. His features softened at the sight of the feline, rubbing him and cooing, glancing up at Rasmus' comment with a smirk. "What can I say? Cats love me," He drawled, before returning his attention back to his new friend, because when he focused on him he didn't feel like he was ready to pass out in pain. Fletcher might have been right about not moving for awhile.. He thought wryly, before hearing the others question and he shrugged, not looking back up at him. In his eyes that cat was more important than Rasmus. "Food for the Commodore, I doubt that he's eaten at all today. He has the constipated look on his face. He's looking at maps I think, hasn't gotten up as far as I could tell," He explained, scratching the cats chest affectionately.
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sweetclover1
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Post by sweetclover1 on Aug 12, 2017 2:52:01 GMT -5
(Right now I kinda imagine it shortish and incredibly messy, probably a lil shorter on the sides lol)
Santiago put his hands to his knees and heaved himself up, wincing in pain as he did so. He took a hesitant breath, mentally checking the stitches around the puffy, angry wound, and decided that it was fine. He hadn't reopened anything, unlike last time. He took the apple, flashing him a rather thankful look as he sniffed at it, his own stomach growling when he realized he hadn't eaten in a while, either. Of course that was because he was pretty sick the day before, but still. "No. Although I'd suggest not to be so aggressive towards the other captains. Not all of them are as nice as me," He said with a small smirk, moving to leave the kitchen.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Aug 12, 2017 2:55:25 GMT -5
OOC: Text
IC: Chase wrinkled his nose at the stink of sweat and alcohol. He just tried to wriggle out of the man's grip. He was a big fan of personal space, and since he found out why Zeno hated him, he really wasn't too happy with the man either. "Yeah...I did thanks for noticing," he said in a sarcastic voice before coughing. Great, this was one of the first few times out of the doctor's room and he had to deal with Alaric of all people. He would have been happy with anyone else, but of course not.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Aug 12, 2017 2:56:43 GMT -5
OOC: Ooh you're drawing people? Cool, can't wait to see them!
IC: Text
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