The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Middle Deck]
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				Title: <strong>The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Middle Deck]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dominique</strong> on <strong>22-02-2019, 07:58:53</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Esperanza - Middle Deck</strong></span></span><br><hr><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><em>This is where you'll find most of Lawton's lovely girls on the Gundeck. The infirmary is situated here, as well as the galley and any crew quarters. Don't think too much of that though; anyone except the officers and the Captain herself have their hammocks or makeshift beds tucked between the barrels, the crates and the cannons.<br>--------<br><strong>Areas on this Deck:</strong><br>Galley<br>Infirmary<br>Capstan<br>Gundeck<br>Sleeping/ Living Area<br>Officer sleeping Quarters<br><br>The Captain's Quarters (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300996.0) and Navigation Room (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300997.0), though situated on the middle deck, each have their separate thread.</em></span><br><br><hr><br><br><br>(https://i.imgur.com/2ZLb4yo.jpg)<br><br>(https://i.imgur.com/6f4oT7C.jpg)<br></div><br><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Links to Other Threads</strong></span></span></strong></span><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">Out of Character Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300545.0)<br>Accepted Characters (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300519.0)</span><br><br><strong><span class="bbc_u">IC Threads</span></strong><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">The Esperanza - Top Deck (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300620.0)</span><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">The Esperanza - Middle Deck (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300994.0)</span><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">The Esperanza - Lower Deck (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300995.0)</span><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">The Esperanza - Captain's Quarters (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300996.0)</span><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">The Esperanza - Navigation Room (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300997.0)</span><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">Erotic Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=301003.0)</span><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">Event Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=302780.0)</span><br><br><br></span></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Middle Deck]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Honeycrisp</strong> on <strong>23-02-2019, 16:41:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/24/Token_1.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Penny (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300519.msg14693656#msg14693656)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Guns | Lawton's Ladies<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | Morning<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><strong>Content:</strong> Talking to Matilda<br><hr>After shouting her agreement with the others, an agreement that was spirited if ignorant of what she was fully agreeing to, Penny left Lawton and went back below decks.&nbsp; Lawton's Ladies, as she thought of them in her mind, lay waiting in brooding, heavy silence.&nbsp; The Captain might own the ship, might own all aboard for all that she hadn't but could put a collar and manacles on any of them, but somehow Penny knew the cannon would forever be Lawton's.&nbsp; A vision of a sunken Esperanza, wavy with weed over her gone slimy decks filled her mind.&nbsp; Below, in the gloom where the black tipped sharks swam in and out of the open gunports, Lawton would still be with his ladies, skin swollen with water and eyes mad with his love for them even in their rusted, strewn about state.&nbsp; He'd never leave them, Penny though, and shivered at the image.<br><br>Without even thinking about it she curtsied again to Matilda then went to move her bounty of rats out of the Iron Lady's view.&nbsp; "Sorry about that, mum," she said to the cannon.&nbsp; "Penny'll just tidy up."&nbsp; After trading them for two quarter-pennies that she stashed in her pouch with al her other treasures, the girl returned to the gun deck and went to sit in a cross-legged sprawl underneath the cannon's great bronze barrel.&nbsp; Her head barely brushed the underside of it.<br><br>"Ye know me pop's a prince?" she told the cannon, and anyone who might be listening that she couldn't see.&nbsp; "Don't larf, 's true," she insisted.&nbsp; "Mama told me so once just afore she died of the gaol fever God rest her soul," Penny's hand made a motion that might have been crossing herself, might have just been something she thought was reverent.&nbsp; "He was small, like ma and me, but not runty," she said proudly.&nbsp; "Small like - like how them ladies is small.&nbsp; Delicate like," she described.&nbsp; "A gent'man.&nbsp; Mama said he wore a fancy coat, all buttons 'n brocade and dipped snuff out of a pure gold snuff box and had all of his teeth even.&nbsp; A real prince.&nbsp; Not the Prince," you could hear her capitalize the word, "but a prince.&nbsp; From -" the girl hesitated, "um, foreign lands.&nbsp; Don't know which ones but I knows he'll knows me when we sees each other.&nbsp; Then it's all gravy and biscuits what don't break your teeth!&nbsp; Cor, imagine me in a fancy gown eatin' grapes and having someone to spit the pips at.&nbsp; That'd be right, wouldnit?&nbsp; Just you wait.&nbsp; I'll get him to buy you and the other ladies and hire Lawton to protect his castle - he's got a castle!&nbsp; A biggun wot with all pointy bits along the top and a big wossname.&nbsp; Tower and like a ha' dozen gibbets to put them in wot need gibbeting and feed 'em to the crows."<br><br>"I seed that a lot.&nbsp; Sometimes you feel horrible for the poor bastards but sometimes thems as needs it gets it.&nbsp; Not as good as a hangin' course, or a lopping off of the 'ead.&nbsp; You can get close, real close, and get a spray of claret across your face while you're dipping some rich bleeder's pocket.&nbsp; Thas' a day I tell you!"&nbsp; Penny shifted to lay back with her head on Matilda's carriage, feet poking out towards the gun port.&nbsp; "I bet you got some stories you could tell me.&nbsp; Go on, I'll listen," she encouraged and expected the guns to talk to her.&nbsp; After all, Lawton had all but aid they were alive.&nbsp; Surely a great lady like Matilda would spare a moment to talk to a grimy little girl.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Middle Deck]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dominique</strong> on <strong>24-02-2019, 09:31:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/AnjIpk5.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Liam Scott (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300519.msg14691424#msg14691424)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Top Deck -&gt; Middle Deck | Galley<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | An hour past dawn<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Nancy | Captain | anyone on the middle deck<br><strong>Content:</strong> Bringing the woman to the kitchen &lt;3<br><hr><br>Liam was good at remembering faces, or at least as long as they approached him from the left sight. His right had, unfortunately, once met with the sharp tip of a blade and never completely recovered from that painful encounter. Standing up on the quarterdeck he had a view that was just fine though, and the Captain's first mate contently took in each new arrival, summoning their background and the conversation they had had. They were a unique bunch of folks and that was an understatement; the Esperanza's new crew definitely came from all walks of life, not all of them ones you would expect to find around here. Liam would be lying if he said that all of them were people he thought fit for this ship, but what he thought wasn't important; Rose had wanted unique individuals, people who would go above and beyond when properly motivated. He daresay that she was gettin' exactly that... even if these new sailors were a little unconventional, to say the least. <br><br>Now Liam didn't have anything against womenfolk, and he knew for a fact that his captain felt much the same way. She was the prime example of what the fairer sex was capable of, and it was hardly surprising that Rosette de Courtenay wanted others to live up to the expectations that, in all harsh, traditional reality, not many people had of women in the first place. He'd been guilty of that himself, too. Lasses were lovely to look at, and had made wonderful bedwarmers in the past. Which didn't mean that, when the Captain sent him to intercept Nancy Goldsworth, he only saw a lovely, if exotic and somewhat fierce looking lady. No, he saw potential. <br><br><em>Well, and her arse was not too shabby, either. </em><br><br>"Good to be seein' you again, Miss Goldsworth," he said as he lumbered down the staircase. He put a strong, trunklike arm out to the side, warding her from ascend any further, and subtly made her turn around and head the other way. "The Cap'n be very pleased to see ye, I'm sure she'll be coming to sample some of your lovely dishes sooner rather than later. Now, if you follow me, please," he generously suggested, pacing off towards another stairwell, leading down to the middle deck. The steps were nothing to speak of, but the deck itself was Liam's favourite part of the ship by far. He spotted Lawton and gave him a quick raise of the hand as greeting. The mousey little girl he recalled, although he couldn't for the life of him remember her name. He didn't linger to ask though, and off to the galley they went to show Nancy her new domain. <br><br>"Now there's plenty of fresh food in the hold right now. The Captain is fond of her spices, so you'll find them all over in this here cabinets." He waved in the general direction of, well, everything, before looking the girl in the eyes. "I'm a decent enough fisherman meself, I might come bringing you some tuna, marlin, heck, even a swordfish if we're lucky!" He laughed, and his was a bellowing, overly loud laughter, one that Liam made no effort to hold back. "Be there anything else you need to know, Miss?" he inquired heartily; his meaty thumbs hooked into the loops of his belt. <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Middle Deck]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>24-02-2019, 11:59:15</strong>
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				&nbsp; <br><div class="floatleft">(https://marriedbiography.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/02/Michael-Jai-White-4.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Marisol (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300519.msg14691583#msg14691583)<br><strong>Location:</strong> On the deck - a bit lower/ Aboard <em>Esperanza</em><br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | Morning<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><strong>Content:</strong> inventory - Stay out of the way!!<br><hr> <br>Marisol ventured even lower into the bowels of the beast.&nbsp; Her highness was well situated and sustained he was impressed at how well the place was packed he would make sure it was a bit&nbsp; neater, but there was enough items on board till they saw port, that was for sure, when they landed he would make sure everything else was replenished as he moved through the next series of chambers to make sure it was all inventoried and everything needed was found.&nbsp; He was aware that others would be abouts to which he was fine.&nbsp; He just didn't want them in his business...or in his way.&nbsp; He notice Liam and couldn't get in the man's face, but he too was in his way, the woman as lovely as she was whom he would come to know as Nancy...was also in his way.&nbsp; Nothing came before his inventory save survival...which if he didn't get it right...is what that meant they wouldn't survive.&nbsp; He only nodded and kept moving.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Middle Deck]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>28-02-2019, 13:45:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/5d/fd/fb/5dfdfbf0f964cdff8bb1ffd150fdf558.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Nancy Goldsworth &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300519.msg14693317#msg14693317)<br><strong> Location</strong> The Esperanza, Port Royal<br><strong>Time/day</strong> Day 1/ morning<br><strong>Tagging</strong> Captain (M), Liam Scott, open<br><strong>Content</strong> checking out the merchandise.......and the kitchen<br><br><hr><br>Nancy had almost made her way to where the first mate stood when he came barreling down the steps to meet her. She heard a chuckle and looking up got her first proper glimpse of the captain. She opened her mouth but before she could speak the captain herself called out <strong>"Do show her the galley, Mister Scott, I expect nothing but the finest meals from our new chef!” </strong> Nancy nodded determinedly. Pirate now she may be but a good meal was something she would always pride herself on. The black woman went to step forwards again to try and speak more privately with the captain when a muscular arm came into her view along with the gruff voice of Mister Scott.<strong>"Good to be seein' you again, Miss Goldsworth"</strong> Giving up on speaking to the captain for now, Nancy turned chocolate brown eyes on Liam.<br><br>A blush lighting her dark skin as she said "No need to be callin' me that Mister Scott. I gots a name and it be Nancy. You callin' me miss is giving me airs above my station. It be an honour to be 'ere" she told the man truefully.&nbsp; Somehow the first mate made her turn away from her goal of meeting the caption and with a delicate shrug she followed him towards her new domain. After all the Esperanza was leaving port soon. There would be plenty of time for Nancy to speak with her captain. <br><br>Nancy followed Liam down the steps into the middle deck and then into the galley. Her eyes widened in amazement. While small it held so many things! Pots and pans hung from the rafters, all the surfaces were covered in odds and ends, she took it all in slowly.&nbsp; Liam began explaining about food and fish and she whirled around as he bragged about hawling in a catch! Fresh fish! Nancy's eyes sparkled. "I look forwar' to seeing 'em!" His booming laugh was contagious and Nancy chuckled herself. Now that the pair were in an enclosed area Nancy was able to get a better look at the first mate. In the dim lights of the kitchen his rugged looks appeared even more fetching to the eye. "Aye, I be wondering, could I be granted to speak to the captain? I have something's of hers" she asked. Her eyes darting to his thick large hands as he hooked his thumbs in his belt. 
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				Post by: <strong>Dominique</strong> on <strong>03-03-2019, 21:02:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/AnjIpk5.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Liam Scott (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300519.msg14691424#msg14691424)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Galley<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | An hour past dawn<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Nancy<br><strong>Content:</strong> Getting to know the new Chef<br><hr><br>Considering her somewhat tough, and considerably provocative, exterior, watching Nancy fluster was all the more satisfying and reason for Liam to chortle. "Well you are a miss, aintcha?" he said, which was a considerably redundant thing to question; if anything, Nancy had several assets that gave her an undeniable air of femininity. "But very well, Nancy it is. And this will be where you'll be spendin' most your hours. Gotta say, I don't envy you. Feeding seventy-odd foul-mouthed pirates is gonna be a challenge, and when we're past the first few weeks you can bet they'll get even fouler; not all of 'em are used to pickled eggs and dry biscuits as much as this lad." <br><br>He jovially patted himself on the belly, but although he was no longer the young God he once had been, his stomach was toned and with little fat to cover it, even if his loose shirt revealed little of it. "I'm hoping there'll be a couple more fishermen aboard this time 'round. Or women! Seems that you ladyfolk are more keen on takin' to sea than I good and well expected when I went searching for fresh blood to put aboard the Esperanza. Not many Captains would be happy to take on <em>any</em> women, but this..."&nbsp; He gestured, realising that maybe he was being more than a little offensive. Another one of those things you didn't really have with men, although,&nbsp; he realised, he never really had that issue with Rose, either. <br><br>"Well... it'll take some gettin' used to for some of the men," he concluded with a rather sullen expression. He was grateful that Nancy changed the subject, asking about the Captain. Liam's curiosity was piqued by the mention of having something to give to the commander, although he couldn't very well imagine that the newly appointed chef could possibly possess anything that held any value to the redhaired fury. "Aye, I s'pose you could go see her," he said, scratching the back of his head for a moment. "Reckon she'll come seek you out eventually anyway. I'll guarantee you that two days from now, the Cap'n will know you and everyone else by name and what-you're-here-fer, and she'll have figured out how much use you're gonna be to her as well. But... if you're impatient, you best go checking with her in her quarters. Worst she can do is send you away, yeah? Although, if it's something you need, you best check with me instead. Reckon we're gonna need to find someone to assist you, right?" <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Middle Deck]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thunder Splash</strong> on <strong>05-03-2019, 00:47:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/sivThwe.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Argus McFinnegan<br><strong>Position:</strong> Master Brewer &amp; Cooper<br><strong>Location:</strong> Esperanza, cargo hold<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1... I think... 2?... what year is it?<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Liam, Nancy<br><strong>Content:</strong> Checking what he has to work with and meeting the new cook</span><br><hr><br>Argus managed to stay upright as he stumbled his way down the stairs thanks to the railing being sturdy enough. He needed to make his way towards his old still, if it was still there that was. Surely captain would have left it right? Bah, one way to find out. But first, he’d need to see what ingredients he had to use as well right? Maybe get a little snack while he was there as well? Everyone else was above deck, so who’d even know? Argus burst into the kitchen to make his way to the food stores as quietly as cannon fire. But the room was in fact not empty as he had expected it to be. Standing in the middle of it was a fine young lass Argus hadn’t met yet, and one of Argus’ mates from the original crew ol’ Liam Scott himself. Giving them both a wide grin the Irishman stepped up beside Liam. <strong>”Ah hoy ol’ man. Wasn’t expectin’ teh find you ere. Care for a drink?”</strong> he asked as he thrust the bottle in Liam’s face. <strong>”And who be this wee lassy? Nice teh meecha lass, me name is Ar*hic* Argus McFinnegan.”</strong> The hulking man that reeked of booze thrust his other hand out to shake Nancy’s, though under his other extended arm so that they were both crossed in front of him.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Middle Deck]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>05-03-2019, 20:47:59</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br><div class="floatleft">(https://marriedbiography.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/02/Michael-Jai-White-4.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Marisol (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300519.msg14691583#msg14691583)<br><strong>Location:</strong>Mid-deck headed --&gt; topside / Aboard <em>Esperanza</em><br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | Morning<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><strong>Content:</strong> inventory - Stay out of the way!!<br><hr> <br>He heard the loud one.&nbsp; I was probably of Irish decent judging by the hair and the brashness, he was even named something like Connor, Duncan or even Angus. He had seen Mr. Scott and the shapely woman whom he could only guess was....the cook?!?&nbsp; Lots of women aboard this ship, not one unattractive, if anything they might be attacked just to take off with their crew, skip the gold.&nbsp; There was enough gold in the women's hair to keep a man busy for months. <br><br>&nbsp;He was tempted to lock the three of them in the kitchen while he continued.&nbsp; He still had the pantry to do but he was in the shadows and he didn't need to be seen by them to get his work done, besides he still had his meeting with the Captain so this needed to be done and quickly.&nbsp; He moved around the side and was inside the pantry he was looking at one of his mousers eating breakfast.&nbsp; "Good girl!&nbsp; Keep that up and I know someone that will be getting some cream for dessert tonight."&nbsp; He petted the cat and continued moving he was just making his preliminary charts.&nbsp; It didn't take him long, he wrote a few more notes before heading topside to get away from these people.&nbsp; He would interact with them later when he wasn't working, now he needed some air.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Middle Deck]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>09-03-2019, 16:12:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/5d/fd/fb/5dfdfbf0f964cdff8bb1ffd150fdf558.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Nancy Goldsworth &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300519.msg14693317#msg14693317)<br><strong> Location</strong> Galley<br><strong>Time/day</strong> Day 1/ morning<br><strong>Tagging</strong> Captain (M), Liam Scott, Argus, Marisol (M)<br><strong>Content</strong> Drunk and disorderly<br><br><hr><br>After asking about seeing the captain, Nancy received her answer and pondered for a few moments. She shook her head with a smile "If the Captain's be good enough to see me in two day, I can wait. It's not a case of somethin' I need....tho help would be 'preciated."&nbsp; She told the first mate. His comments earlier about the amount of females on board hadn't bothered the woman and Nancy had thought better of bringing the subject up. Just then the small room was filled with the sound of thundering feet and shortly after a loud, red haired male barreled his way into the galley.<br><br>Nancy turned upon the intruder, who the devil? One look and the black haired female could tell he was drunk. Her suspicions were confirmed when he spoke in a strong accent <strong>”Ah hoy ol’ man. Wasn’t expectin’ teh find you ere. Care for a drink? And who be this wee lassy? Nice teh meecha lass, me name is Ar*hic* Argus McFinnegan.”</strong>. Nancy gave the man a disapproving look. Just because they were pirates didn't mean there needed to be an excess of drink....did there? Nancy wasn't a prude she had her fair share of glasses over the years but never been sozzled. As the man introduced himself and took a step towards her it was hard for the female not to want to hold her own breathing at his fermented breath exploded over her.<br><br>She reached out and gripped the man's hand for the shortest time possible before retreating "I be Nancy and this 'ere is my galley, what can I do you for?" She asked with a sideways glance at the first mate. Nancy wasn't sure of the officer hierarchy having never been to sea before, however she was more then willing to stand her ground. The almost staring contest between Nancy and Argus continued until another man snuck quietly in, avoiding all conversation opened her pantry and started talking to it! And as quickly and as quietly as the man appeared, he was gone. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Middle Deck]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dominique</strong> on <strong>13-03-2019, 10:33:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/AnjIpk5.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Liam Scott (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300519.msg14691424#msg14691424)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Galley<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | An hour past dawn<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Nancy | Argus | Marisol<br><strong>Content:</strong> Catching up<br><hr><br>He had no idea how the old sea-devil had snuck aboard the Esperanza, but by Neptune, was Liam glad that Argus had found it in him to stumble back into their lives! Even the reek of alcohol could not deter him in showcasing a wide, toothy grin, his attention briefly deviating from the lovely new chef of the pirate ship to the broad-shouldered man before him, a man who brought a tidal wave of good memories with him that came washing over the First mate at the mere sight of his bushy-bearded, dishevelled appearance. <br><br>"Well I'll be damned, how did you get in 'ere without me seein ye?"&nbsp; Liam looked him over, and a slight frown accosted his features. "You look like the Kraken itself came up from the depths below, swallowed you down, chewed you up and spat you back out again. The Cap'n won't stand for it, lad." <br><br>He took the bottle of rum, prying it from Argus' fingers, though not to drink but to put aside on a shelf straight behind Liam, good and well out of reach of the infamous brewer. In the cramped confinements - with so many bodies inside the galley, anyway - the smell of stale alcohol was rapidly becoming pungent. Liam, with a look of genuine plea in his eyes, turned back to Nancy. He was briefly distracted by the sight of Marisol, but although the man seemed intent on intruding, he just as rapidly vanished as he had appeared. The fact that he seemed to be talking to himself made Liam worry that for once his intuition had abandoned him in hiring a quartermaster; thinking back to when they had spoken in the tavern however, Marisol had shown a vastly more competent side to himself. Liam could only pray this his behaviour spawned from dedication alone. <br><br>"Miss Goldworth - pardon, Nancy - would you as be so kind to find somethin' that might help our good friend Argus sober up before our dear Captain catches sight of his sorry ass? I don't care what you have to do to see it happen. I'd hang 'im out to dry meself," he said, and that optimistic grimace returned as Liam crossed his bulky arms, looking back at the swaggering pirate. "But I'm gettin' too old to be keelhaulin' pirates." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Middle Deck]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thunder Splash</strong> on <strong>13-03-2019, 13:00:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/sivThwe.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Argus McFinnegan<br><strong>Position:</strong> Master Brewer &amp; Cooper<br><strong>Location:</strong> Esperanza, cargo hold<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1... I think... 2?... what year is it?<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Liam, Nancy<br><strong>Content:</strong> What do you mean sober up? Do yah not remember who you're talkin' to?</span><br><hr><br>As Nancy went to shake his hand, and Liam greeted him and took the bottle of rum from his other hand, Argus gave a big goofy grin and a nod to the both of them as he shook his crossed arms in greeting. The Irishman let his hands drop to his sides as he swayed in place, seemingly in the opposite directions in which the waves were bobbing the ship. <strong>"Ah saw yu win ah first came aboard, but before ah cood get meself situated ah had a run in with a ol' foe and took the McFinnegan stairs down to the hold."</strong> Argus explained with a grin, though it wavered a bit as Liam commented on his appearance. <strong>"A kraken? Bah, you know good n well I looked much wetter the last time we all had a row wit one ah them. Is it that bad?"</strong> He looked over his own disheveled appearance for a moment, not even noticing the man who swiftly entered and then left the galley. <br><br>Argus let out a hearty laugh when Lieam mentioned sobering him up. <strong>"HAH! Thas a good one you ol' sod. I haven't been sober since we last laid eyes on each other. No need tah go mesin' with a good thing eh?"</strong> Though he was in better spirits than when they had last parted ways Argus was willing to admit. Figuring he didn't look that bad Argus waved a dismissive hand towards Liam as he took a swaying step to face more towards the cook. <strong>"D'not worry bout that ol' sea dog, I'm *hic* fine. But ah remember what ah came 'ere for in dah first place. I need to see what all you got fur me tah work me magic on. I'm mashter brewer 'ere on the <em>Esperanza</em> and ah be needin' some splies to be sure all them's aboard this ship ave all the rum and poitín they can stomach."</strong> Not one who understood personal space Argus threw one of his meaty arms over the cook's shoulders as he turned the two of them towards the pantry. <strong>"So wha' say we have us a look eh? Then ah'll be out a yer hair."</strong> he said with another toothy grin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Middle Deck]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Levi</strong> on <strong>19-03-2019, 04:42:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/5d/fd/fb/5dfdfbf0f964cdff8bb1ffd150fdf558.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong> Nancy Goldsworth &nbsp;(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300519.msg14693317#msg14693317)<br><strong> Location</strong> Galley<br><strong>Time/day</strong> Day 1/ morning<br><strong>Tagging</strong> Liam Scott, Argus<br><strong>Content</strong> A little hair of the dog<br><br><br><hr><br>Nancy was surprised by the fact that the first mate knew this sorry excuse for a man. She watched her there interaction with a small grin. She watched her Liam successful wrestle the bottle away from Argus and place it out of reach. Nancy tipped him a wink as Liam non verbally communicated his desire for the small bottle to accidentally find itself over the side. <strong>Miss Goldworth - pardon, Nancy - would you as be so kind to find somethin' that might help our good friend Argus sober up before our dear Captain catches sight of his sorry ass?"</strong> Nancy laughed "Aye, its no' a problem" she reassured Liam. As Nancy moved away and began riffling through the storage to see what she had the conversation went on behind her.<br><br>Suddenly Argus was swaying in her face <strong>"D'not worry bout that ol' sea dog, I'm *hic* fine. But ah remember what ah came 'ere for in dah first place. I need to see what all you got fur me tah work me magic on. I'm mashter brewer 'ere on the Esperanza and ah be needin' some splies to be sure all them's aboard this ship ave all the rum and poitín they can stomach."</strong> Nancy looked up "There be no supplies for that here" she told him firmly.<br><br>Clearly the drunkard was not going to take no for an answer because the next thing she knew he was throwing an overly friendly arm over her shoulder and Nancy was sure he tried to feel her up! Argus dragged the struggling cook towards the pantry. So now it was Nancy who was looking to Liam for help.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Middle Deck]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dominique</strong> on <strong>26-03-2019, 13:45:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/AnjIpk5.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Liam Scott (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300519.msg14691424#msg14691424)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Galley<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | Morning<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Nancy | Argus <br><strong>Content:</strong> Catching up<br><hr><br>Liam noticed the look of helplessness in Nancy's eyes, and he was quick to react; not an incredible feat, considering that he could practically <em>taste</em> the rum that seemed to be seeping out of Argus' pores. He swung a strong arm around his pal's shoulders in return, pulling him close to him whilst subtly peeling Argus'&nbsp; arm off Nancy at the same time. <br><br>"Yer lookin' in the wrong place for your still, mate!" he said heartily. "The cap'n all but wanted to toss your belongings overboard, way back when. Think she still got a soft spot fer ye though, as she had them relocated down below instead." <br><br>To this, Liam stomped his feet on the ground, glancing down meaningfully. "Yer practically standing on 'em, Argus," he said. "Now why don't we go and leave Miss Nancy to check the pantry by her own self, and you and I are gonna find a barrell of cold water to dunk that head o'yours in it. Maybe the Cap'n won't be inclined to toss you off the portside once she sees you." <br><br>He didn't let go of his friend, but Liam did turn to look at Nancy, eyes quickly roving over her to ascertain that she was all right. She sure as hell looked like she could handle herself, but that didn't mean that he shouldn't show a bit of gallantry if the situation calls for it. <br><br>"You'll be all right in'ere?" he inquired. "Remember, if there's anythin' you need, you come check in with me and we'll get things sorted." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Middle Deck]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thunder Splash</strong> on <strong>26-03-2019, 16:54:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/sivThwe.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Argus McFinnegan<br><strong>Position:</strong> Master Brewer &amp; Cooper<br><strong>Location:</strong> Esperanza, cargo hold<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1... I think... 2?... what year is it?<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Liam, Nancy<br><strong>Content:</strong> Old times and old friends</span><br><hr><br>Argus felt a strong arm draped over his shoulders as he was swayed from one direction to another, his weight transferring from the small cook over to the heartier first mate. It took Argus’ mind a second to catch up with the rest of him as Liam informed him of the location of his still. He was surprised to hear that the captain may have still had a soft spot for him. The slightest bit of sadness flashed in Argus’ eyes at the mention of the past, but it was gone just as quickly as it had appeared. He looked down at his feet and nearly toppled forward were it not for Liam holding onto him. <strong>”Well why dinay you say so?”</strong> he slurred. <br><br>Grinning wide again Argus allowed himself to be steered away from the pantry and out of the galley. When the two men we alone Argus allowed his countenance to fall just a bit again, the pain from the past audible in his voice only to someone who knew him well. <strong>”So... she dinay just smash them huh?”</strong> he asked as they moved through the belly of the ship. <strong>”I’m s’prised... But no use gettin’ rid of a good still if’n you could put it to use am ah right?”</strong> The cheer returned to his voice once again, though it may have come off as a little forced. Argus figured no need&nbsp; bringing the mood down when their new adventure was just beginning. He allowed Liam to lead them to wherever it was he was being taken, trying his best not to pull the sailor down with him as he drunkenly swayed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Middle Deck]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>El Maligno</strong> on <strong>27-03-2019, 22:20:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://static.tvgcdn.net/mediabin/galleries/shows/a_f/bi_bp/black_sails/season1/black-sails-09.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lawton "Dead Eye" Townsend<br><strong>Location:</strong>The Esperanza, Gundeck<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | Afternoon<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Chiana, Closed<br><strong>Content:</strong> Some TLC <br><hr><br>As soon as the captain dismissed him Lawton headed straight for Matilda. She was the first to feel his touch, running his hands over her smooth surface he made sure to inspect every single bit of her with a careful eye. No detail was too small and no nick, scratch or weird spot was over looked. Lawton was careful and thorough, looking for the slightest sign that might tell him something was off that would cause the cannon to react or do it's job differently than he'd remembered. After careful examination he saw nothing out of the ordinary, Matilda was perfect. She always was. <br><br>"That's my girl...still standing strong even without ol' dead-eye to watch over you. No..no..that's not what I meant and you know it Matilda. I know better than to think that a woman so grand and powerful such as yourself needs the protection of an overgrown street rat. No you are far too marvelous to need me. Now if you'll excuse me love there are other ladies who need my attention. No no I know I know we've barely had time together I know..but alas my love the years might not have been as forgiving to the lesser ladies of your court. They need my hands and loving if we are going to be ready to claim ourselves a prize. Soon my love soon...we will sate your blood lust and remind everyone out at sea why they should fear you and the ship. We've got a whole new crew to show what we can do so lets do what we do best and give em a show they won't forget!" &nbsp;Lawton's voice was tender and held reverence almost as if he were speaking to a lover. <br><br>As he moved along the cannons one by one taking his time to carefully inspect each one with as much detail as he had given Matilda he sang a few songs to himself occasionally sweet talking the cannon he was currently handling. If anyone were to be passing by they would see a full grown man under a cannon dripping honey from his tongue while inspecting the cannon's said undercarriage. A strange sight no doubt but Lawton had his reasons and his results were proof that his methods worked no matter how unusual they might appear to outsiders.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Middle Deck]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>arthenwel</strong> on <strong>30-03-2019, 04:10:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5zA9G_HrMvY/S9Hh8O3MKnI/AAAAAAAALG8/iuvKDQl0Siw/s1600/brandon_stoughton8.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong> Arvad Cree<br><strong>Location:</strong> City-&gt;Supply room<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | Afternoon<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Marisol, Rachel, Finn +open<br><strong>Content:</strong> Being carried to the surgeon<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Arvad would have responded to the big brute of a man, but as he was lifted, he had to clamp his mouth shut with an audible click to avoid swearing and/or puking. He wasn't having either. As he was carried, he tried to help them by semi-walking, but his legs were still wobbily. His vision was constantly swiming and forced him to close his eyes. That seemed to help with the pain and nausea a bit. When he wasn't going to puke by opening his mouth, he spoke simply and to the point. "Wasn't beaten. Indispensable to merchants." <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Unfortunately, that was the extent of what he could say as his stomach started to roil. He actually did have some of his stomach rise into his mouth, but he swallowed to avoid a mess. He was already a stow away, intentional or not, he didn't need to cause a mess and anger the crew even more. <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;As they rose up the stairway, the light increased substantially, causing him to hiss and turn his head. Even though the light was hurting his night eyes, at least his head wasn't throbbing and his nausea was all but gone. "If you mean,did I trim the sails, work the hallyard, or handle the rudder? No. But I have sailed and worked. I make maps. I worked alongside the navigator and helped man the crow's nest to determine safe paths of travel."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Middle Deck]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>03-04-2019, 05:23:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://tse2.mm.bing.net/th?id=OIP.5lMNSpLoNt1MPQpoVAGwfAHaJ4&amp;o=5&amp;pid=1.7)</div><strong>Name: Chiana Blackvail</strong><br><strong>Position:</strong> A.B.S., Rigger, Master thief and general entertainer <br><strong>Location:</strong> Port &gt; top deck<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | Afternoon<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Lawton<br><strong>Content:</strong><br><br><hr>Chiana was more than ready to set sail again, her feet weren't meant for dry land. She was born on the sea. And the sway of the waves felt more natural to her then the still stone of the ground. She hadn't been on the ship long and yet already she could feel the tension leaving her body. Yes, truly the sea was where she belonged. And now with a fuller, much more lively crew on board life would be much more interesting. Oddly enough the men a good chunk of the zombie-like crew had all but vanished. But who was she to question it, when they would be all the better for it anyway.<br><br>Chiana moved around mid-deck noting that people were still getting settled in. Her stash was well stowed away in her secret little hidey hole. And she'd made sure to stake her claim on what was to her the best hammock. No leaking boards from above, new netting and a set of new blankets she'd just picked up at the port. Not to mention no one above or below her, so no snoring to keep her up. Or some stinky gas bag to cause her to get regret her life choices. Yes, Chiana was set and ready to get the show on the road...or the sea more accurately!<br><br>Sitting on her hammock Chiana noted a new voice talking to a 'woman' as if she were a cherished lover. Well, that was until he spoke about moving on to love other 'ladies'. Shaking her head Chiana leaned back and let her head hang back so she could get a look at whoever was behind her.<br><br>"You know some would say a man that sweet talks so many ladies is biting off more then he could chew." she teased and used one leg to continue to swing her back and forth lightly. "Then again since your ladies can't bite back, you may be fine. But far less entertained." she laughed warmly and watched as Lawton moved over the wooden deck. Chiana had to admit that he was a fit addition to the crew, shame it seemed he was so in love with his ball-busting ladies.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Middle Deck]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nandy</strong> on <strong>04-04-2019, 09:44:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://static.wixstatic.com/media/991d95_6c974e23fa7e44ecb43d0d28de6e2cfc~mv2.jpg/v1/fill/w_876,h_701,al_c,q_90,usm_0.66_1.00_0.01/991d95_6c974e23fa7e44ecb43d0d28de6e2cfc~mv2.webp)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Rachel Reade<br><strong>Position:</strong> Able seaman<br><strong>Location:</strong> Esperanza / At Sea<br><strong>Time &amp; Date:</strong> Day 1 | Afternoon<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Arvad, Marisol, Open<br><strong>Mentions:</strong> <br><strong>Content:</strong> Tending the wounded, seeking the surgeon.<br><hr><br>With the noise and the more crowded conditions, not to mention the increased light, she could only imagine how Arvad was faring.&nbsp; &nbsp;A glance was given Marisol as they moved through the crowd with the wounded&nbsp; man.&nbsp; &nbsp;"I don't think you're going to be in the crow's nest any time soon.&nbsp; &nbsp; Would't do to have you fall from the bloody thing, and with the luck you seem to be having, you'd hit the deck, rather than the water as she rolls."&nbsp; &nbsp;At least that way he'd only drown, rather than leave a pulp of himself on the deck.<br><br>"How much further to the surgeon?&nbsp; He's not exactly light."&nbsp; &nbsp;Had Marisol not shown up, there was no way she could have moved him on her own.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Thank you for your help, by the way."&nbsp; &nbsp;She couldn't remember if she'd given the man her thanks earlier, but it was definitely appreciated and she wanted to let him know that before she got caught up in other things and forgot.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Middle Deck]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gannameade</strong> on <strong>04-04-2019, 18:31:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://marriedbiography.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/02/Michael-Jai-White-4.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Marisol (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300519.msg14691583#msg14691583)<br><strong>Location:</strong>Mid-deck headed --&gt; topside / Aboard <em>Esperanza</em><br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | Afternoon<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Arvad, Rachel, 'Doc' - Finn, Open<br><strong>Content:</strong>&nbsp; Life or death...thank god its not mine!!<br><hr> <br>He found himself liking Rachel she was humorous but he didn't let that crack his normally stoic face but a bit of a smile did peek through as he thought of her words.&nbsp; 'Less to clean up!'&nbsp; He thought!&nbsp; Was it bad that he thought more selfishly?&nbsp; 'No he had to take care of everyone upon the ship.'&nbsp; He found himself looking over Rachel with that last thought but then focused on moving the one called Arvad to the 'Doc.'&nbsp; He wasn't sure about that one but it was this cutthroat verses the Chief Cutthroat so it was just going to have to be what it was!<br><br>"I am here to help Madam Rachel."&nbsp; He said always giving respect to male / female till you no longer earned it and he would make you strangely disappear over board.&nbsp; He wasn't Mr. Lawton by any means or Mr. Scott but the Captain's word was law and none would disrespect his Captain...period.&nbsp; He didn't wink which he was a mind too, nor was he one to let her know she could thank him later.&nbsp; They didn't know each other that well, but it would very much make them...more than friendly with one another.&nbsp; She was truly nice on the eyes, but that would put her in with most of the women aboard this vessel to which even he had to thank the gods and Mr. Scott later for the scenery.&nbsp; <br><br>He moved till they came to the doctor's door, to which he knocked.&nbsp; He bore most of the man's weight with Rachel helping to not break anything as they turned corners.&nbsp; Now he was finding he wanted to drop the man on is head but feared a concussion and he didn't want to tell the Captain, he broke another navigator.&nbsp; Those weren't easy to come by either.<br><br>"Doctor Finn...got a new patient for you and no it is not me!"&nbsp; He said he was prone to teasing and with this one he had too as he thought he and the asian were scary this woman was the Kraken itself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Middle Deck]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Emmykins</strong> on <strong>05-04-2019, 10:50:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://pre00.deviantart.net/c13a/th/pre/i/2014/320/d/0/hazardous_docks_by_haryarti-d86m32q.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Finn Búistéir<br><strong>Position:</strong> <del>Distinguished psychopath.</del> Surgeon<br><strong>Location:</strong> Infirmary &amp; Surgeon's Quarters<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | Evening<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Lifa.<br><strong>Content Warnings:</strong> Language</span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><br>Finn had been sedated and in a gentle mental fog all day - which was fine, as she really needed to settle in and prepare anyways. Everyone had a job on the ship, and no one could do their job if they were hurt, pressing quickly towards dead. Rhythmatic waves lapped at the boat, and even through the bustle of it all she found herself able to lock on that sound and let it carry her through her work. It was no shanty, obviously - which Finn wasn't super fond of anyways - but having a weakness to the siren of the sea? Well, that was something she had, just as weak as her draw to the pistol and blade.<br><br>Diligently she rearranged supplies, stocking excess surplus far up and away, making sure everything necessary was easy to reach, but not easy to be knocked upon the floor when bad weather rolled in. Surgeon's tools and blades found themselves secured in pouches, tucked along the wall and infirmary workspace in small storage spaces, while much of the fragile items found themselves in crates and boxes, pushed safely below solid surfaces and near the ground - though never on it. Quietly she'd hung up her apron, settled on where to place the alcohol and the rest of her stashed goods, before she finally moved into the absolutely-tiny quarters tucked behind the infirmary. There was some spare storage room, her bed, and a small desk as well as dresser fashioned into the wall, but otherwise it was largely bare - and that was fine. <br><br>It would serve its' purpose, and it was leagues better than the more crowded portions of the ship.&nbsp; She repaired the lantern mount and wiped down the dusty portions of the room. Slowly she stored away her things - her journal, her <em>secret</em> momentos, the clothes she had, and then settled a blade under the spare pillow of her bed. All the while she mused about the crew - this ship - a bunch of strangers, harboring secrets, all while stowing their stashes and goods all over the place like some merry band of thieving magpies unable to trust nearly anyone in proximity. It made her chuckle - and with that, she deemed her work done, though not all of her belongings had yet to find a home, so they remained in her bags.<br><br>Pressing open the door to the infirmary proper, Finn moved to one of the trauma tables and settled her ass right on it, fingers coming to undo the binds of her blouse just a touch more, as a lonely drop of sweat retreated down her face. Wasn't much to do about being warm - and really, she'd earned it with all the heavy lifting. It was, in all truth, more than hard for her to handle alone. <br><br>Finn though? She always managed. Somehow.<br><br>With her mental haze lifting, the moon in the sky, and the lanterns around her gently swaying, it was only natural she heard someone approaching - and so her eyes settled on the doors infront of her, expectant, head canted curiously as she raised a skin of water to her lips and took a sip, legs swinging idly off the edge of the table. It was a habit from childhood, but atleast she'd learned to not kick the surface below her until it splintered. In all honesty, she was a hellion - and was more of one as a child. <em>Oughta drink more water</em>, she mused, the container full of water nearly full from being unused all day. Frail girl or not, being hydrated was important, especially when she intended to drink herself into a stupor within the next few hours. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Middle Deck]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>El Maligno</strong> on <strong>06-04-2019, 01:16:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://static.tvgcdn.net/mediabin/galleries/shows/a_f/bi_bp/black_sails/season1/black-sails-09.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lawton "Dead Eye" Townsend<br><strong>Location:</strong>The Esperanza, Gundeck<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | Afternoon<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Chiana, Closed<br><strong>Content:</strong> Lovin' the ladies<br><hr><br><em>"You know some would say a man that sweet talks so many ladies is biting off more then he could chew. Then again since your ladies can't bite back, you may be fine. But far less entertained." </em><br><br>Lawton looked up a playful grin spreading across his face at the beauty swinging on her hammock. He thought he had been alone down here checking the cannons but it seemed he was mistaken. <br><br><em>I would have to be waaaay too preoccupied to miss this gorgeous </em><br><br>Getting up he walked over to white haired pirate. He had soot and some dirt on his hands. Not at all a proper way to introduce one's self to a fine lady. Even if said lady was a pirate. Looking at her once more he thought he had seen her a around a few times but wasn't sure. Still he had seen a great deal of different faces since he set out pirating. He was at least quite sure that he had never given this particular woman a reason to dislike him.<br><br><em>Always a good thing</em><br><br><br>"I only give the ladies the right proper treatment they deserve. Each one of them deserves to be handled with a lover's touch not just cold blooded efficiency. No that wouldn't do at all, if treated right these ladies will perform at peak condition for each and every shot. And as for them not biting well..if treated wrong and not taken care of these ladies will give off a bang no man will ever forget. I treat them all the same and never hide my intentions, few men are as honest. And besides there's plenty of Lawton to go around and the stamina to match. Why some of these ladies can go all night and then some." <br><br>Stopping at the nearest post he wiped his hands on a piece of cloth stuffing it in a back pocket. Leaning against the post he asked, <br><br>"I'm not sure we've had the pleasure. The name's Lawton or you can call me Dead-eye what ever a beauty like you prefers is my new favorite name. Now what may I call you? And how is it that these ladies find themselves in competition with your company?" <br><br>He watched her carefully his eyes alight with amusement. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Middle Deck]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>11-04-2019, 06:15:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://tse2.mm.bing.net/th?id=OIP.5lMNSpLoNt1MPQpoVAGwfAHaJ4&amp;o=5&amp;pid=1.7)</div><strong>Name: Chiana Blackvail</strong><br><strong>Position:</strong> A.B.S., Rigger, Master thief and general entertainer <br><strong>Location:</strong> mid deck<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | Afternoon<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Lawton<br><strong>Content:</strong><br><br><hr>Chiana watched Lawton with interest; he had this strange swagger to him. Though he seemed more in love with the artillery than anything else. Maybe he just liked the way they handle his balls? Chiana bit down on her lower lip to keep herself from bursting out laughing. She doubted that he'd enjoy the reaction, much less understand it. Not to mention she wasn't sure what the man's sense of humor was like. And she didn't want to start off on a bad foot as it were so soon. Chiana at least wanted to get a few good days under their sails getting to know the new crew before causing things to go south.<br><br>"Sounds like you enjoy your ladies very much. I wonder how you're going to feel when the rest of the crew start to manhandle them," she asked in a teasing tone. After all, if and when a fight between ships broke loose Lawton wouldn't be the only one using them to take aim. Chiana preferred to be on the deck facing any boarders head on, but push came to shove she knew how to handle some brass balls.<br><br>Chiana sat up as Lawton stepped closer and leaned against a pole. She hopped down from her hammock and turned on her heels to face him with an almost to graceful motion, "Well I suppose I'll start with Lawton and see what names slip past my lips later." she smirked and ran her fingers through her think hair casually, "Names Chiana, and I've been with these ladies for a while now." she hinted at the fact that she'd been on the ship for some time already. "Compete? What's the game, more importantly, what's the prize? I have to know if this competition is worth my attention." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Middle Deck]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>El Maligno</strong> on <strong>11-04-2019, 22:55:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://static.tvgcdn.net/mediabin/galleries/shows/a_f/bi_bp/black_sails/season1/black-sails-09.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Lawton "Dead Eye" Townsend<br><strong>Location:</strong>The Esperanza, Gundeck<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | Afternoon<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Chiana, Closed<br><strong>Content:</strong> Lovin' the ladies<br><hr><br><em>"Sounds like you enjoy your ladies very much. I wonder how you're going to feel when the rest of the crew start to manhandle them," </em><br><br>Lawton chuckled at the white haired beauty's words. <br><br>"Oh I'll be annoyed soon enough. I've not had the time to properly educate these younglings the proper way to handle these fine ladies. But I suppose for now until I've the time to impart my knowledge that I must let these poor ladies endure the rough handling of an amateur...But as soon as I get the chance I'll make sure each and every hand on this ship knows how to properly work these ladies, or Master Gunner I shall be no more. Or someone loses their hands...whichever crosses my mind first." Lawton said taking in the acrobatic-smooth motions of the young woman in front of him. <br><br>Lawton was an old sea dog compared to most he had seen on the ship but with age came experience. The way she moved, fluid-like almost, it was a long time since Lawton saw someone move like that. Like a cat almost. Or a thief. Lawton grew up on the streets the hard way and saw most every type of thief there was. It was refreshing to see someone from his old profession. He wasn't going to draw attention to her skills nor try to test them. He hadn't been in the game for a long time now, no need to see how he stacked up. His skills were still good enough to keep his property where he wanted. Though as his eyes watched her supple frame he wouldn't mind her hands on his person.<br><br>When she introduced herself he smiled and nodded saying her name and keeping her face for memory. <br><br>"Chiana hm? A beautiful name to match the woman who goes by it. And while you might not know my ways I am sure these ladies were in very skilled and capable hands. And as for the competition why currently it's for the attention of ol' Lawton himself at the moment though I am sure that will soon change when all the others come about to marvel at your beauty. Such radiance is hard to go up against though I am sure these lovely ladies would do their best to try. But now this ship is truly blessed for we much have a goddess of some sort, that is the only way this deplorable pirate can wrap his head around the likes of you gracing me." <br><br>He gave a roguish grin and a wink saying, "As for that being a prize I depends on who you ask, if it's worth gold or trash...I've had people give me mixed ideas about how I affect them, so we'll see how you take me." &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Middle Deck]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Emmykins</strong> on <strong>14-04-2019, 11:48:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://pre00.deviantart.net/c13a/th/pre/i/2014/320/d/0/hazardous_docks_by_haryarti-d86m32q.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Name:</strong> Finn Búistéir<br><strong>Position:</strong> <del>Distinguished psychopath.</del> Surgeon<br><strong>Location:</strong> Infirmary &amp; Surgeon's Quarters<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | Afternoon<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Marisol, Arvad, Rachel<br><strong>Content Warnings:</strong> Language</span><br><hr><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><br>As the trio - one being carried - came nearer the infirmary, Finn was head-deep in a cabinet of sorts, cussing vehemently in half-english-half-gaelic. Doors opened, and with only a hint of surprise muddled with excitement, she perked up, dinging her head lightly on the wooden enclosure. "Ah fer fucks sake," she said with none-too-little frustration, withdrawing herself from within and rising to her feet, a wad of cloth bandaging in one hand and a nondescript, but small sized wooden box in the other. The former she kept handy, and the latter got set on the counter with no hesitation, the freed hand soon motioning to plop the lad either on the large wooden slab of a table where she'd do surgeries, or an infirmary bunk proper. <br><br>There was no moment taken for introductions or otherwise, just the sound of her light footsteps accentuated by lofty boots leading her a bit closer to the trio, eyes raking over the man who'd been previously hauled in like a sack of meat jelly. "Well, wut happen'd? O'er, if'ya'have no idea.. wut hurts?" she questioned, eyeing the three attentively as they settled. She'd not expected anyone to come in hurt so soon - and so she was extra curious - but ultimately it was her job, and the chance to poke and prod among other <em>things</em> was always exciting. Equally her curiosity about this people in general was piqued - beyond some brief brushings with folks in the hallways, Finn had been in this small space organizing what storage spaces their were, and cramming the most important items into the medical chests in some properly accessible way - a true task, with how disgustingly disorganized it'd started. Hell, she was at that point where she'd tried to salvage the way things were to spend less time messing about with it, only to recently realize it was too fucked to fit everything properly. So? She was a bit frustrated, even if it didn't entirely show through as she stood there.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Captain's Secret - The Esperanza [Middle Deck]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CurvyKitten</strong> on <strong>29-04-2019, 06:20:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://tse2.mm.bing.net/th?id=OIP.5lMNSpLoNt1MPQpoVAGwfAHaJ4&amp;o=5&amp;pid=1.7)</div><strong>Name: Chiana Blackvail</strong><br><strong>Position:</strong> A.B.S., Rigger, Master thief and general entertainer <br><strong>Location:</strong> mid deck<br><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong>: Day 1 | Afternoon<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Lawton<br><strong>Content:</strong><br><br><hr>Lawton certainly had a thing for his 'ladies' that was for sure. Chiana had never honestly met someone so in love with the artillery. But to each their own really, she loved her little treasures a great deal. So who was she to judge? As long as he wasn't really loving on the weapons then she supposed everything would be fine. Especially cause that would be such a waste of a possibly tempting morsel.<br><br>Chiana licked her lips and took a deep breath, "Ha well best make sure not to many lose their hands, else the captain will be threatening to take one of your more important bits." she smirked and stepped forward, "And we don't want that," she mused in a sultry tone as she spun on her toes and moved around his side. She came to a stop when she could lean against one of the cannons they'd been talking about. "Oh you flatter you," Chiana said with a smile as she licked her lips and looked Lawton over as he complimented her and the other ladies on the ship.<br><br>There was no doubt in her mind that the men of the ship had been eyeing her and the other ladies. Who wouldn't, they were all lovely tempting morsels on display. It made her wonder just who it was Lawton had his eye on tasting, "You do know that will only get you so far right?" she asked and tilted her head a bit, "Granted you might enjoy just where it got you so do please continue." she waved her hand and smirked playfully.<br><br>Chiana wondered if Lawton knew just how his words could be taken. Something told her he did in fact and was hoping to have her mind slip right up to the ideas they could create. "Thus far I'm taking you rather well, though I haven't really tried. And honestly wouldn't you be the judge of how well I'd took you?" she seemed to contemplate the thought for a moment before smiling once more.
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