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Post by dyingangel on Mar 20, 2009 3:15:26 GMT
Samantha's first response was to pull away, but she kept herself pressed up against him. What better way to get what she was after then to get close to the man who had it. . . "And if I said I wanted to go beyond this world, Captain?" She turned her face ever so slightly so she was staring into his eyes.
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Emma
Mr. Cotton's Parrot
"Sometimes you just wanna duct tape her mouth and dump her in the hold for a month."
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Post by Emma on Mar 20, 2009 12:26:34 GMT
ooc: Gettin steamy!
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Post by Lisa on Mar 20, 2009 14:42:08 GMT
Jack staired deep into her eyes. He was surprised that she was flirting with him so soon after she got snippy with him, but he soon disregarded the thougt. "Is that an offer?" He inquired, running his finngers through her hair. "or jus' a question of curiosity?. . Don't tempt me, luv."
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Post by dyingangel on Mar 22, 2009 4:57:33 GMT
"Tis a question... That could possibly be an offer..." Samantha let a low moan escape her lips, which soon creased into a seducive smile.
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Post by Lisa on Mar 22, 2009 17:46:45 GMT
"Well then dearie.." He began then leaned into her ear again. "Ye best get ta work or I won' be answerin' 'ne questions or takin' ya up on 'ne offers." He shot her a small wink then went back to the helm. "Weigh anchor, Hoist the sails.." He began shouting orders to his crew.
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Post by dyingangel on Mar 23, 2009 2:50:10 GMT
A small frown spread onto Sam's face, but she turned around and began working along with the rest of Jack's crew, avoiding their glares at all cost. She began to think it would have been easier to just kill the b@st@rd and steal the map... but she had no way of knowing if he had it on him or kept it hidden some where safe...
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Post by Lisa on Mar 23, 2009 3:10:35 GMT
Jack watched curiously, as Sam did her work. She was diffrent then any other girl he's ever met. He was used to females throwing theirselfs at him, but usually wenches. By they way this girl worked, she wasn't a wench at all. He wondered if she was after something, or if she was just attracted to him. He decided he had to find out more about her.
Soon, they were at sea and most of the crew had been relieved from their duties. He walked over to the railing, where Sam was standing and handed her, his half full bottle of rum. He remained silent though, and just watched the horizion.
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Post by dyingangel on Mar 23, 2009 3:25:58 GMT
Smiling, Sam took the bottle, and swollowed a large amout, then handed it back to him. Though she was oblivious to his plan, this fit to her plan perfectly. She could hold her liquor better than any woman, and perhaps she could get him drunk enough to spill about the map. She, as well, remained silent, watching him contently.
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Post by Lisa on Mar 23, 2009 13:59:05 GMT
"So.." He took a swig of rum, then went on. "What possesed ye ta join me crew?" He asked.
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Post by dyingangel on Mar 23, 2009 21:06:25 GMT
"I've always like the sea." She kept the answere short and sweet.
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