Tess St. Claire

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Lilly pulls from her lover's side and looks at him after he's made such a comment.

"What do you mean, you haven't been able to get out of bed?" She looks him straight in the face. "You never had that problem with me, sweet."

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Killingsworth sets eyes about the tavern. 

"I assss-ssume that all of you don't care for the likes of me, but know thisss.  I don't give a flying..."   Within seconds Tess St. Claire's hand quickly covers Killingsworth's mouth.

With a wicked smile Killingsworth looks over at Ransom.

My head? I have felt worsssse, thank you.

And assss-sss for you Captain....

Did the bullet do a bit of damage, eh?

"As I was saying , Sir ..... get out !.... While thee can " Striker pokes Killingsworth harder in back with the Flintlock , embeding the gun further towards Killingsworth's ribs

"If thou wants our quarrel can continue at sea .... Just look for the former Spanish Gallion La Maligna ...

that is my ship "

Striker's face turns stone cold while he awaits Killingsworth's answer

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He glances over at Ransom... "Stop scratchin yer head and join us fer a drink Lass or are ye needing a nit comb?" ;)

Gives Sterling a grin. "You're right, of course. Why tax the brain when you can be drinking instead? Tis nice to be able to relax, and not be watching your back all the time. Cheers." ;)

"Relax? Bloody hell, I haven't been able to get out of bed for more than a paragraph or two!! ;) "

;) We're going to have to start treating you for bed sores soon!

And, Lilly dear, now why would you want to admit the Captain doesn't stay in your bed? Come to think of it, he doesn't stay in anyone's bed for too long. Naughty Captain, very naughty. ;)

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And, Lilly dear, now why would you want to admit the Captain doesn't stay in your bed? Come to think of it, he doesn't stay in anyone's bed for too long. Naughty Captain, very naughty. ;)

Oi, you ladies...always kiss and tell!! ;)

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Aurore offers vissage of faux sleeping cat as the chaos ripens. Now and again, a coup d'oiel is cast about the Common with no comment issued. Another sampling of port aquired and being the last within vessel's confine, she steps away from Sterling's side with delicate brow raised in query to proclamations made and remarks offered in answer.

Moving further away, she slides up behind Capitaine Striker and clears her throat, making presence known.

"Capitaine, I am unbeknownst as to what private quarrell you have decided to incline yourself with in regard to Monsieur Killingsworth. Nevertheless, it seems that you are quite unaware of the fact that said Monsieur is in all truth, a property...per se of my family. That being noted, it is of mine advice to you, that he is left to his own means until his personal crimes against me and my own are judged."

The dark expressive eyes cast warning to Reginald, " As you were, monsieur...And do be a proper gentleman, non?"

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Oi! You lot! Keep it down in here! I'm trying to entertain customers next door! ;)

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Oi! You lot! Keep it down in here! I'm trying to entertain customers next door! ;)

;););)

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Oi! You lot! Keep it down in here! I'm trying to entertain customers next door! ;)

Ah The Empress.... now she's a kiss and tell ye off! ;)

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Sterling looks at Lilly as she sits there fuming, arms crossed, foot tapping angrily against the floor. He looks at Ransom, trying to cover her laugther by hiding behind her tankard. He looks at Aurore, who has gone over to Captain Striker and is currently pouting. He looks at the Empress who can only roll her eyes, sigh and return to her clients...ahem.. company.

He makes his way over to Killingsworth and leans on the bar top next to him.

"Oi, next time ye shoot me, make sure ye get it right!"

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Moving to the bar's far end with a sideglance to Sterling, barkeep's attention is flagged,

"Pardon Monsieur...Apportez-moi une cognac, s'il vous plait."

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Sterling glances down the bar at Aurore. He can tell something is wrong. "Quel est mauvais ma chere dame ?"

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And, Lilly dear, now why would you want to admit the Captain doesn't stay in your bed? Come to think of it, he doesn't stay in anyone's bed for too long. Naughty Captain, very naughty. ;)

Killingsworth looks over at Ransom then back at McKinney and Sterling. "Those two are trouble to themsss-sselves. Nothing good could come from the two of them together...you'll ss-sssee."

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Sterling glances down the bar at Aurore. He can tell something is wrong. "Quel est mauvais ma chere dame ?"

"Qu'avez-moi? Rien..."

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Oi! You lot! Keep it down in here! I'm trying to entertain customers next door! ;)

Killingsworth turns to see the Empress lean into the comman room with a scolding look upon her face.

"Oh Good God...The Whore-Monger has arrived!" He says with a smile.

Oh fair Lady...we have been pining for you...Pining I say!

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Moving to the bar's far end with a sideglance to Sterling, barkeep's attention is flagged,

"Pardon Monsieur...Apportez-moi une cognac, s'il vous plait."

"Mademoiselle, ye'll find very little French spoken here. Many of the lads here are privateers with English Letters of Marque and orders to sack French ships."

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Sterling glances down the bar at Aurore.  He can tell something is wrong. "Quel est mauvais ma chere dame ?"

"Qu'avez-moi? Rien..."

"Rien? Come now Chere, I think not," he says leaving his post by Killingsworth's side and moving closer to Aurore.

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"Oi, next time ye shoot me, make sure ye get it right!"

Killingsworth just smiles for a moment. "As you wish, Sssir..."

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Nothing good could come from the two of them together...you'll ss-sssee."

"Lads if it hisses like a snake, and looks like a snake..."

Jacky does not hide his dislike of Killingsworth.

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I shake my head, deciding that maybe I should take up French. Or, maybe Irish, or Spanish, or...?

Winks at Killingsworth. "No good will come of it, I agree. A threesome never works out. Especially when one is an actress. Who knows when she's for real, or when she's acting? Are you listening, Captain Sterling?"

:P

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Nothing good could come from the two of them together...you'll ss-sssee."

"Lads if it hisses like a snake, and looks like a snake..."

Jacky does not hide his dislike of Killingsworth.

"Aye Master Tar, but beware the Serpant that strikes yer heel as ye crush its head," Sterling says. He looks at Killingsworth.. "A right serpant indeed ye are sir."

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I shake my head, deciding that maybe I should take up French. Or, maybe Irish, or Spanish, or...?

Winks at Killingsworth. "No good will come of it, I agree. A threesome never works out. Especially when one is an actress. Who knows when she's for real, or when she's acting? Are you listening, Captain Sterling?"

:P

"Always!" Sterling says with a wink. "I need all the help I can get!" ;):P

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Keeping the interlude within peripheral vission, Aurore orders another cognac.

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Sterling sighs..."Ye are cross with me."

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"Aye Master Tar, but beware the Serpant that strikes yer heel as ye crush its head," Sterling says.

"I'd take his head with my cutlass, and thar be no need to soil my boot." Pauses, and sips the glass of port. "The lads defanged him earlier. Had Miss St. Claire not request we leave him, we'd taken his serpent's tongue as well."

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Killingsworth turns his eye to the French Mistress who now has left Captain Sterling's arm. Then watches Captain Sterling from the other end of the bar.

As she sips her libation, he watches her. For a moment, he observes from a distance. The he walks forward and bows low.

"Mademoiselle, you looked troubled by what you ss-ssee and hear this night. There is history here...much history between thess-sse women and Captain Sssterling. Ssshall I offer you a drink, a place by the fire and an hours worth of time to tell you thiss-sss tale?"

His eyes meet her's. They are, beyond a doubt, captivative. "You would do me a great honor...if sss-share a drink with me."

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