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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jun 13, 2007 14:28:54 GMT
"BRING DOWN THE FLAG!!" Captain Ravon shouted to the crew. They were almost near Port Royal. Ravon had heard of the stories, the crime-punishment that went on here nowadays. He didn't feel like getting caught himself and therefor sailed under a false, stolen, East India Trading Company flag.
"We'll be outta here, soon as we discover wether there;s anything to rob here" He muttered to his first mate James "There's bound to be some shiny stuff from all those dead people ey?" He grinned and looked at James 'lower the anchor, we're gonna go ashore"
Even if they had to go over the backs of dead bodies, he'd do it. Anything to get his hand on new plunder..
Back in Port Royal, in a shack near the shore, Josy was hiding, together with her sister. Days, weeks, they had been waiting for a way out. A week ago their parents and brothers got caught. Josy could still see the look on their face when they were hanged. It burned straight into her mind, never was she going to forget it.. The shack they stayed in was searched through before, but she knew the navy-officers would come back soon again, to make sure nothing was living in it anymore. "I think it's best if we dress up as guys..yknow.. when a ship sails by.. they'd never take on two gals" She mumbled in a whisper.
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Post by Lana on Jun 13, 2007 17:16:43 GMT
"Aye, Capt'n", - James nodded and passed his orders to the crewmembers that immediately started carrying them out, fussying ondecks, lowering the Jolly Roger and hoisting the colours of the EITC instead.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and muttered to Ravon: "I know that it's the matter of precautions, but I hate sailin' under the flag of these rott'n dogs", - James shrugged, glaring at the hoisted flag and clearly displaying his despision towards the Navy and its business.
Anastacia nodded silently, holding her breath and trying to calm down. The image of her family being murdered was still in front of her eyes, as if it were burned right into her memory forever... it was impossible to forget their last breath, their last glance, the look upon their faces when they heard the drumrolls... Stacy gulped and felt a hot tear slide down her cheek. She sniffed and whispered to Josy: "I can't believe they did it... it's... crazy..." - she mumbled and shifted closer to the only relative and to the only friend she had now.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jun 13, 2007 17:21:07 GMT
"Not the only one mate, not the only one" Ravon mumbled "We'll go ashore by longboat, you me, Travor and Jackson" He ordered and he helped bringing the longboat down into the water
"Beckett is crazy, he's ruinin' 'is whole town, together with other towns. He'll pay for it, don't ye worry.. first we gotta get outta this fricking place. Unless we wanna end up like the rest.." She acted tough, but inside she felt like breaking down.
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Post by Lana on Jun 13, 2007 17:29:35 GMT
"Aye", - James nodded again and pursed his lips slightly. - "Search the godd2mn town and make out way outta here, ye heard about that Beckett guy going off his rock't totally, killing every second men and every third woman in Port Royal", - he shook his head slightly.
"If I ever get the chance to", - Stacy said, her voice trembling, - "I'll kill him so painfully, so cruelly, that he'll... dunno... we can't leave it like that... ", - she sighed and bit her lip. There was no use in breaking down now, nor there were any possibilities of staying alive if they didn't fight. They had to take their last chances and leave Port Royal somehow. - "We should find some clothes".
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jun 13, 2007 17:43:07 GMT
"Just wear your head, this is probably manly enough already..right?" Josy looked down to her blouse and pants. It was barely very girlish..
"Aye I know, let's roam the island, see if there's something to plunder, maybe we'll even meet some survivors ey? Who knows what we can do with those!" He roared into laughter and then started rowing.
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Post by Lana on Jun 13, 2007 17:53:38 GMT
"Yeah, right", - Stacy muttered, casting a glance at herself and realizing that she didn't look too much like a girl now. She sighed and looked at Josy: "So? Let's try to sneak somewhere closer to the docks? But not now, closer to the evening when it's dark".
James smirked: "Oh aye, 'specially if the survivors are young girls", - he grinned at Ravon and helped with the rowing as well, checking whether he had all the necessary weapons with him.
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jun 15, 2007 8:37:52 GMT
Ravon laughed "I didn't wanna say it out loud but you just read my mind" He smirked. There were always, almost always, lost girls in a 'fight' like this.. Soon enough, about ten minutes later the longboat arrived at the shore..
Josy nodded "Good idea, they might see us now..we'll just sit here and wait..god.. would be great to get out of here right ?" Josy smiled a little, dreaming off
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Post by Lana on Jun 15, 2007 9:36:42 GMT
"Yeah", - she smiled back, dreamily. - "I just wish... somewhere far from this f*cked up town, far from the Navy... and all this nightmare".
"Well, aft'r sailin' with ye fer a few years, I could read these thoughts of yers", - James smirked. Having reached the shore, they looked around cautiously. He got out of the longboart, stepped at the ground and raised an eyebrow. - "This place doesn't look 'appy".
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Post by Jacksblackpearl on Jun 17, 2007 10:50:59 GMT
"We'll get there.. it'll come, soon enough we're gone and we can start planning our revenge..." Josy grinned darkly, in the dark Revenge was all that kept her going.. Ravon laughed "Aye true enough.." He looked around, soon as they went ashore. "Wha's tha' ? tha' little shack?" He asked, pointing at a abandoned looking barn, in wich the girls were hiding..
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Post by Lana on Jun 18, 2007 11:07:41 GMT
"Let's check it out", - he grinned. - "Maybe no one has devastated it before us, so we have the chance", - James smirked slightly.
Stacy nodded, even though it was hardly visible in the darkness: "Revenge is a dish best served cold", - she said quietly. - "But we'll get back at Beckett, we ha--" she held her breath, clapping a hand over her mouth and staring at Josy, wide-eyed.
Someone opened the door.
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