The Pirate's Loot {dwarfvader & angeli}
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				Title: <strong>The Pirate's Loot {dwarfvader &amp; angeli}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>angeli</strong> on <strong>10-04-2010, 04:06:21</strong>
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				How long had she been clinging to this large piece of driftwood? It felt like months, but surely it couldn't have been more than a day or two. She would have died if it had been longer than that, died of heat-stroke or shark attack. Died of thirst. Chloe licked her dry lips and longed longingly at the vast ocean of water she was floating in, wishing she could take a sip but knowing that she perish if she did. But oh... she was so thirsty! In truth, she had only been floating for a mere sixteen hours, most of that day spent in dazed sleep. But the thirst was almost unbearable. To be so close to water, yet unable to drink it!<br><br>The sun blazed down unmercifully on her, turning her blue-black hair into an inferno on her head. Her rosy skin was even rosier, darkening ominously into a sunburn. The cloudless blue sky was so completely the opposite of the blackened sky of the dangerous short-storm that Chloe gave a short, bitter laugh. That storm had destroyed the ship she had been sailing on, tossing her father and brother into the sea like toys. She had called for them after the storm had died down, but no one answered--not even the brute sailors who had manned the ship. <br><br>How had she survived? Was it because she had been below deck, the only one who wasn't struggling to pull in lines? She had certainly found herself floating alone amidst the splintered pieces of ship after the large wave had torn the ship asunder. Only the luck of the gods kept her from drowning as the storm died down as suddenly as it had appeared. But even though it had been a very short storm, not a single voice answered her as she called, voice growing hoarse with fear as she realized that she was alone.<br><br>The piece she was clutching now was a piece of the hull. She could tell because there was a large hole, almost exactly in the center, that was a porthole. The hull piece was large enough for her to climb on and stretch out, although her feet dangled a bit from the end. Finally, after trying to call for the others yet again, her voice gave out and she fell into another restless sleep, clutching the large driftwood even as she slept.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pirate's Loot {dwarfvader &amp; angeli}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GanonDwarf</strong> on <strong>15-04-2010, 04:11:41</strong>
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				It was such a nice day out, that a pirate captain just stood in the front of his ship and sniffed the wonderful ocean air.&nbsp; He took a view of the ocean from where he stood, the wonderful water gleaning due to the sun's light. He laughed such a wonderful time in his life, to be so free and unchained by the shackles of a legal lifestyle. A pirate was the only fun job to have in this great wide world. He had no need to work as a blacksmith endlessly hammering away at a metal bar to make some buffoon a sword to play with.<br><br>He respected what they did to be sure. As he unsheathed his sword and held it up to the sun. Admiring its shine and spender. He sheathed it back in it's holder when he heard two of his followers screaming to him. “Captain Roger. Captain Roger!” They yelled, one was just a common underling, while the other was his first mate. The first mate started to ramble about something. “Captain, we found a women over board! What are your orders?”<br><br>A smile crept on Roger's face. “Bring her in, and she's probably near death so feed her and give her water.&nbsp; And have the doctor take a look at her while your at it.” His first mate spoke up in a concerned manner. “Captain be reasonable. We only have enough food to feed everyone, we can't afford to be over the limit by even one person.” Roger pulled out his pistol and shot the second pirate square between the eyes. “There, that should square it up now shouldn't it?”<br><br>His crew found some way to bring her up, and the captain took a look at her. While the doctor gave her a checkup. Once she was given the clear his pirates whispered about doing something to her. “Avast you scallywags, take her to my cabin. And while your at it bring food and some rum. She'll be hungry.” The crew knew it was best not to disobey there captain and rushed to follow his orders.<br><br>He waited for her to gain consciousness as he took a bite of a red apple. Patiently waiting beside her. As she was resting on his own bed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pirate's Loot {dwarfvader &amp; angeli}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>angeli</strong> on <strong>15-04-2010, 22:52:28</strong>
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				The sun's blazing heat had zapped all of her energy. Chloe was unconscious when the ship pulled alongside her, and it was lucky that the crew had sharp eyes or they could have crushed her beneath its hull as she lay in a stupor on her board. She faded in and out as they pulled her up, her mind turning their harsh voices into a soft melody and the doctor's prodding into a vague dream of a headless man whispering to her through the mist. Finally, they set her down into a soft, comfortable bed, and she rested fitfully, her sunburned skin not allowing her much rest.<br><br>It was a little time later that she let out a soft moan and fully awoke. Her eyes, normally a startling violet, were hazy and unfocused. It took her a little while longer to realize that she was no longer floating in the water, although she couldn't banish her days on the sea--her skin felt itchy and hot, and she knew that her skin was going to be a few shades of red for a little while. <br><br>Then, she sat up with a start as her eyes took in the spacious room and the man in the corner eating an apple. Her brain instantly placed him as the captain, who was the owner of this comfortable, masculine room. Her voice was dry and hoarse as she said, "Greetings." She wasn't sure what to say to him, truth to tell. "Thank you," she added.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pirate's Loot {dwarfvader &amp; angeli}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GanonDwarf</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 07:03:29</strong>
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				While she slept, he studied the girl. She had quite the body on her. And being alone at sea for so long, drove him insane. The one bad thing about being a pirate was the lack of...pleasurable company.&nbsp; Sure they went to port now and then. But it just wasn't the same. He wanted someone...forever. He smiled at a thought he had. And was relieved when the girl finally woke up.<br><br>"Ah well well well. Look at this. Sleeping beauty has finally awoken. How long were you a drift? Ah you probably don't even know do ya. But I can bet you're hungry and thirsty. Ironic eh, being surrounded by water, but not able to drink anything? Well that's beside the point. Eat up!" He pulled up another chair for the lady and waited to eat her fill. "My name's Captain Jack Roger. What be your name?"<br><br>(Sorry for the late reply. Had some computer issues and such.)
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				Post by: <strong>angeli</strong> on <strong>25-04-2010, 23:32:48</strong>
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				(OOC: No worries.)<br><br>Awake she might be, but the days drifting in the sea left her quite weak and disoriented. The rush of words from the Captain hit her harshly, and she recoiled a bit as the energy the man commanded as he bombarded her with questions. Although she and her dress were salt-encrusted and quite dirty, the Captain paid no notice to these details as he pulled her into a chair next to a tray of food and drink before falling into a seat himself. She finally answered the last question first, since it was the only one she could retain. "My name is Chloe," she said, her voice still husky with the lack of water from her ordeal in the sea. <br><br>Water. Her eyes landed on the thick wooden cup next to the food, liquid filled to the brim. She picked it up and took a large gulp--then gasped, as the fiery burn of pure rum rushed down her throat. She began choking and coughing, her violet eyes tearing up as the alcohol burned its way to her stomach. Some of the rum sloshed over the rim and landed on her hands, and she hastily set it back down on the tray. Her coughs continued for several long moments as the young girl tried to expel the wicked taste from her mouth and throat. How did anyone enjoy drinking that?!
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Pirate's Loot {dwarfvader &amp; angeli}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GanonDwarf</strong> on <strong>28-04-2010, 05:46:15</strong>
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				He drank some more rum. Ahh he loved the taste of it, as it poured in his mouth. It's wonderful flavor going down his throat and splashing in his stomach. He laughed for no reason. He wasn't drunk he was just that kinda guy. "Well young lady. Looks like you can't hold down your rum. Ah that's fine, Can't blame you. It's not for anyone.&nbsp; We don't have much water on board. Rum just lasts longer you know? Well anyway. You haven't eaten anything. Go on, you must be starving." He smiled as he finished his apple he was munching on before.&nbsp; And discarded the core at random in his room. "But there is one thing we gotta talk about. You see on any kinda ship, be it pirate or otherwise. Everyone must have his or her own job. And if your going to be joining us for a while.&nbsp; You have to help out to....and if you don't...well we'll just have to kill you." He said casually. " Your job will probably be.....keeping me entertained so to speak...Do we have an accord?" He presented his hand to her. Waiting for a response.
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				Post by: <strong>angeli</strong> on <strong>30-04-2010, 20:14:51</strong>
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				At the invitation, Chloe began to eat. The food was hard and a bit tasteless, but after three weeks on her father's ship, she had grown used to sailors' fare and ate without complaint. And after her time adrift in the sea, even an old boot would taste delicious! <br><br>For a second, her breath caught in her throat as she thought about her father, hoping against hope that he was still alive. That he had somehow survived the storm, like she had. She felt a tear trickle down her cheek, and she rubbed it away surreptitiously. <br><br>As she ate, the captain finished his apple then continued to speak. His voice was low and soothing, and she listened with half an ear as she kept herself from wolfing down the food. She almost choked on a hard biscuit as he mentioned, quite casually, that he would kill her if she didn't pull her share on the ship. And when he added that her job would be to 'entertain' him, Chloe tried to swallow past a suddenly-dry throat. <br><br>Food forgotten, she looked up at the captain. "What kind of entertainment?" she asked quietly. She had a sinking feeling in her stomach, though, that she knew exactly what kind it would be. 
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				Post by: <strong>GanonDwarf</strong> on <strong>03-05-2010, 06:36:38</strong>
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				The captain stood up and wrapped his arms around the girls. "What kind of entertainment you ask? Well my lady. You see...the sea is amazing don't get me wrong. There's no place I would rather be...but it does get awfully lonely sometimes. And I've been longing for a ...women's touch." He stroked the girls chin with his hand. "So all you'd have to do is stay in this room, locked up of course. Wouldn't want you getting away. And letting me..relief some of my tension so to speak. Do we have a deal?"
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				Post by: <strong>angeli</strong> on <strong>04-05-2010, 16:02:45</strong>
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				As the Captain explained his proposal, Chloe shook her head. "No, thanks." As if his suggestion were nothing more than a offer of more tea! She disengaged from the pirate's embrace and rose from the table. "Thank you for your.... hospitality." Her hesitation and word choice were deliberate. This was no hospitable gentleman, she was coming to realize. No gentleman at all, but a cad!<br><br>Then she stood still, stumped about where she could go. A rush of dizziness overcame her, and she grabbed the edge of the tablep her balance. So much for a grand exit!
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				Post by: <strong>GanonDwarf</strong> on <strong>05-05-2010, 06:57:53</strong>
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				"Ahh trying to run away my dear.&nbsp; You won't get very far I'm afraid. Seeing as were on a boat literary in the middle of nowhere. You can try to swim off on your own. But do really want to go through that again." He sighed not knowing if the girl would be successful in her escape or not. Deciding not to take the chance. Grabbing her by the arms and trying to throw her on the bed. IF he succeeded he would pin her with his own body. "Now didn't I say. Those who don't help out...we kill the dead weight. Now do you wanna be dead weight? Or do you want to be something a lot more fun?" He smiled wickedly at her, laughing a bit.
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				Post by: <strong>angeli</strong> on <strong>11-05-2010, 02:27:24</strong>
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				Quick as a snake, the man was! Before she could so much as blink, the Captain had tossed her on the bed and pinned her down with his body. "No. No!" she said, struggling against his hold. Her slim body moved beneath his as she tried to wriggle free, her voice loud. "I'd rather die than be your entertainment!"<br><br>She wanted to get away from him, from the wicked laugh and the glint in his eyes as he looked at her. She struggled some more, her body twisting and jiggling beneath his.
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