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Post by Mr Spock on Oct 10, 2006 17:41:19 GMT
"Not at the speed I like," said Angel, continuing stomping her boots up onto the deck with that grin on her face.
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Post by Taya on Oct 10, 2006 17:50:51 GMT
Jack rolled out of bed and headed up on deck still pulling on his clothes. He followed Angel as fast as he could.
"Captain, You're askin' the impossible. There's no way we can be in the caribbean by sunset."
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Post by Mr Spock on Oct 10, 2006 18:01:26 GMT
"If I can escape the death penalty 8 times in a row, I can get to the carribean in 24 hours. Everything just needs to go exactly. My. Way." Angel giggled after this and took to the helm, hair flowing in the strong wind. "Firstly, I need wind. I have that. Good. SOMEONE GET MY FRIGGING SAILS UP!"
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Post by Taya on Oct 10, 2006 18:04:21 GMT
"You heard the Captian!" Jack snapped at the rest of the crew. "Get the sails up!" Jack even started working on raising the sails. Once they were up he looked up at Angel and smiled at her.
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Post by black on Oct 11, 2006 19:09:57 GMT
Slim started the crew in a sea shanty as they pulled together to hoist the main sail. "what shall we do with a drunken sailor" Soon most of the crew had joined in as they got to what to do with the captins daughter. At last the sails were set to Angels liking.
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Post by Taya on Oct 11, 2006 19:12:39 GMT
Even Jack had joined in the singing but he never let his eyes or smile wander far from Angel. Every day was a new adventure with her.
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Post by darkferret on Oct 11, 2006 19:36:53 GMT
Capn'?? Capn'??.. God above look at 'im!!"
He was a sight. Saber in his left hand, Indian Hand axe in his right. Three dead men at his feet.
"Get us ready to get underway.. It seems we are not welcome here."
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Post by Mr Spock on Oct 15, 2006 10:49:12 GMT
Angel's eyes drifted across the crew to Jack's, which she locked a gaze with a flashed grin.
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Post by black on Oct 15, 2006 20:58:29 GMT
Slims voice cut across the crew "Ship ahoy Three points to starboard captin your orders?"
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Post by Mr Spock on Oct 15, 2006 21:10:04 GMT
Angel pulled out her telescope and peered down it. The ship was flying a Spanish flag. It was so tempting...
"Fly the Holland flag, and keep going straight."
Now most of the ship KNEW something was on Angel's mind; she'd passed up treasure. She must be ill.
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Post by Taya on Oct 16, 2006 3:20:45 GMT
Jack didn't argue as the Holland colors were raised. But he did want to ask Angel a few questions. So he headed up to the helm.
"So captain, whats going on?" He asked grinning at her.
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Post by black on Oct 17, 2006 12:12:50 GMT
The red, white, and blue flag cracking in the wind Slim looked to his pisto,l checked the powder, then examined his sabre, whatever the captins plans the Spanish may have other idea's as their vessel ponderously swung about changing to an intercept course. They may just want to talk, swap some supplies thought Slim sadly but then again maybe the wanted to fight he smiled.
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Post by Taya on Oct 17, 2006 17:38:06 GMT
Thats when Jack stop smiling.
"Uh Angel, I hope you have a plan because I think the spanish are going to stop us, well they're at least going to try." He whispered in Angel's ear.
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Post by Mr Spock on Oct 18, 2006 20:38:52 GMT
Angel groaned. It was all so complex. But, as always, her pride won over most things.
"Fine. Shoot them down, steal what they got, and have it done in an hour!" she snapped, raising her voice so all men on deck could hear.
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Post by Taya on Oct 18, 2006 21:30:56 GMT
"Now that sounds more like the Captain I know" Jack said giving Angel a playful swat on her rear. He then proceeded to check his pistols and blades. Then he grabbed a rifle and started to load it with shot and powder. Once his own check was done, Jack went around checking that the rest of the crew was ready.
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