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 Posted: Sat Nov 03, 2007 8:48 pm
Well, I don' know that there's much food here, but you can certainly come inside.
*moves away to let her in*
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 6:54 am
Rebecca face split into a happy smile at the though of food. She gave the lady a little bow and moved inside.
"My name is Rebecca by the way. Now, where might that potential food be?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 08, 2007 12:24 am
In the kitchen, I don' really know....
*she shook her head*
It's not my house....
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2007 1:02 am
((I'm striking that from the record, since the character seemed to forgo the fact that there is two people in front of him/her. So, until our characters are made relevant to that post, I'm going to forget it.))
*looks in the cabinets*
Not much here.....just some old wheat barley and rum.
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2007 2:19 pm
(uhm not quite sure what you mean there but I'm just going to go ahead and reply?)
"Damn it! Well I guess I'll settle for a drink then."
Rebecca poured herself a cup and sat down at the table.
"So what brings you here Ares? Own the place?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2007 2:23 pm
Actually, no. It belongs to a friend of mine.
*she smirks*
I'm Captain of the Lady Washington, and have ported in Provoka to gather supplies and a crew. Interested?
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Admiral Lord Cochrane Captain
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 11:52 am
-~:Strolling down the gravel lane amongst the tall grasses that drifted endlessly over the fields, Captain Jack Kurisutofa kicked at small pebbles as he gathered his horses reigns. Having walked the purebred from the deserted northern shores, Jack had decided to enjoy his homecoming before he ran into anyone else.
Patting the creature about his flanks, he mounted his foot in the stirrup and kicked his other leg over the beasts back. Sitting comfortably in the saddle, he tightened the bridle and nudged the horse forward. Unusually well seated upon a horse for a naval man, Jack quickly trotted down the winding lane until he reached his small cottage of Flint's Bluff.
It has been so long, had they waited? No one had mounted a rescue effort, did they care he was gone? Only time would tell. Though the question was: Once he got back home, would he have all the time in the world and no crew to fill it with? He tried to turn his mind from such things when he saw the thatched roof of his ill-cared for home resting atop a grassy knoll. racing down the hill now, the horse sensed the chance that he may be fed and watered. Galloping to a halt, Jack jumped from the saddle, lashed the horse to a hitch-post among some grass and ran inside.
Deserted.
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Posted: Fri Apr 25, 2008 11:58 am
He had been long gone, and he was bound to show his face sometime. The man, now a more worn one, had made his way across the Isle to the Bluff of the old captain. Upon arriving, he saw that the captain had indeed returned, and things were not going so well.
"Cap'n, sir...I do recollect seeing you aloft the Lady last we met. Tell me, sir, how is it to know that your crew had never come to your rescue?"
The man, Vincent Daithes, was an odd sort. He took from his pocket a pipe and lit it feverishly; awaiting a response while blowing rings in the air.
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Admiral Lord Cochrane Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2009 3:38 pm
"How could they of? No idea where I was.. No word or contact. It would be impossible. Besides, I had to escape myself. If they came, they came too late and found me having left."
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