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Post by amandine on Nov 11, 2007 22:29:15 GMT
Amandine nodded as her father went off to speak with other members of the navy. She closed her fan, and quietly made herself to where some food was being served. She paid no mind to the other girls, they tended to not talk to her. Heaven knows why.
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Post by elizabethjaneswann on Nov 11, 2007 22:55:29 GMT
Charlotte was trying her best to avoid Lord Cutler Beckett, her fan opened completely, but it was doing her no good. Alas, she saw a man with dreadlocks farther away, arguing with the guards. Seizing the opportunity to get herself out of her supposed engagement with Beckett, she went closer and closer to the man. She observed him, and within, found that he was quite handsome.
"I'm tellin' yer, I'm on the damn list! Er-I should be. I have ter settle somethin' wiv' Mist'r Winslet!" Jack was getting impatient with the guard. He braced his pistol when the guard looked back down at the list and put it in. There was an impatient line of the rich folk waiting outside.
"I'm sorry, no name on the list, no entrance."
Jack closed the curtain before the line and knocked the guard down. He stuffed him behind the curtain, hid behind it, and opened it up. People poured in, including, as he dreaded, Lord Cutler Beckett.
He turned and saw a beautiful young woman with curly blond hair walking to him. He opened his mouth to speak to her, as she was standing before him. "Hello," she said.
But before he could respond to the lovely young woman, Beckett walked to her. "My dear Charlotte," he said. She turned, and upon seeing him, slapped him.
"You!"
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Lord Cutler Beckett
Mr. Cotton's Parrot
Its nothing personal, Jack. It?s just good business
Posts: 750
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Post by Lord Cutler Beckett on Nov 11, 2007 23:04:19 GMT
:: The face of Cutler Beckett turned with rapidity for the slap that she gave to him, but did not lose the calmness.Looked at once at Charlote, feeling the pain in his cheek and sighed, only he said to her with certain sarcasm in his words:: " I do not deserve this slap after left me in the past for a miserable pirate, Charlotte "
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Post by elizabethjaneswann on Nov 11, 2007 23:07:17 GMT
Jack snorted behind the curtains, and Beckett heard the noise, but he turned back to Charlotte.
Charlotte took two slow steps, her beauty radiating, and said "I think you do, Cutler...and as for this..."
It's Charlotte, Jack realized. Charlotte already knew, but for safety's sake, she acted as if she did not know him. Jack began swooning, she looked so beautiful, and he knew how to woo her.
Cutler just grimaced. "I always loved you," he said.
She smirked. "You could never love, nor would you ever try," she said. "What do you want?"
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Post by amandine on Nov 11, 2007 23:11:45 GMT
Amanda's back face the tabel, as she watched the couple who appeared to be fighting. Her fan clasped tightly in her left hand, and wine glass in her right, she watched with slight interest.
As she met eyes with Lord Beckett, all she was sip her wine, and look away.
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Lord Cutler Beckett
Mr. Cotton's Parrot
Its nothing personal, Jack. It?s just good business
Posts: 750
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Post by Lord Cutler Beckett on Nov 11, 2007 23:17:19 GMT
Cutler Beckett, looked at Charlotte with hate in his eyes, it was a cold hate, mixed arrogantly. Looked at her for last time before separating of her to greet to lady Amandine. With firm steps, ignoring the looks of all, He did a respectful bows to the lady presenting himself with education. That night it was dressing a black, elegant, sober suit, with borders gilded in the sleeves, shining boots and his wig, it was so a white as the snow, only his blue eyes were giving a little of color to his face.
" Im Lord Cutler Beckett. Nice to meet you, my lady. And welcome to Port Royale".
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Post by amandine on Nov 11, 2007 23:22:17 GMT
Amandine smiled placing her glass on the nearby table, "Lord Beckett," she nodded, "Amandine Winslet, the Admiral's daughter."
She gestured with her closed fan, "What did you do that was so unjustice, that you needed to be slapped?" she smirked, she was told to be quite bold when she wanted. The added wine didn't help.
[[ OOC: I got it. ]]
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Post by elizabethjaneswann on Nov 11, 2007 23:24:02 GMT
I'll delete my previous post, it didn't make sense. Whoops, lol.
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Post by amandine on Nov 11, 2007 23:24:35 GMT
[[ OOC: That's fine. =] ]]
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Post by elizabethjaneswann on Nov 11, 2007 23:26:37 GMT
Charlotte turned to the curtains. "And you..."
Jack came out. "Charlotte!" He said happily. "I didn't recognize you!"
She put her mouth near his, and he prepared for a kiss. "I wouldn't expect you to. It's a masked ball." She turned around to leave but Jack grabbed her hand.
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