CaptainCiaran

(Sobbing more loudly than he could control, Ciaran climbed the riggin' to sit alone in the nest. He needed to be alone. He needed to grieve for these two pyrate brethren. As he sat weeping alone in the Lookout's seat, the twinkling lights of the town and the twinkling stars above mesmerized, lulled, and comforted him.)

(Lady Snow and Ciaran go at it again)

Boogy Nights on the Tsunami Kate dance floor.

(cute Barbados Sam...I got it)

groovy sounds

wino

The Florida Keys

Bacall

(Ciaran is standing beside the wrapped body of the Monsignor, as the Captain approaches. Ciaran nods quickly in respect to the Captain, but then looks away so as to not reveal the tears in his eyes and on his cheeks.

It is then that he fully sees and understands what has happened to Mister St. Anthony further along deck. Seeing the bloody body of his comrade, the head nearly blown off, Ciaran is fully overcome with grief. He runs to the side of the ship and throws up. He stands there alone wrenching his guts out. Surely this is a nightmare, he thinks, but if so, why can't he wake himself up.)

puff

relish the experience

Naked Chef

Aye, it were indeed a real cod, albeit frozen.

Arr, Halifax be a great harbour city with such a rich (and sometimes tragic) history. I've been to 'er a couple times and enjoyed each visit.

Aye I, too, has to have the Alexander Keith's pale ale when'er I be in the Maritimes. It sure be a lot smoother than Screech. LOL

Cheers to ye, Mister Blydes!

(Two days later ... Lady Snow and Ciaran are still going strong. It be a true dance marathon.)

Alas, m'Lady. Best we stop fer somethin' cool to drink. I be a bit short of breath right now.

(Ciaran leads the ever-energized Lady Snow over to the bar)

What'll ye have mon amie?

Battlestar Galactica

desire

deep tissue massage

no open pan frying

Wicked costume, Capt.Rummy! Definitely looks like Alice Cooper.

lady chef

And in a world that didn't throw things away as quickly and mindlessly as we do today, I can imagine that all of those little broken off knife points could have become wicked shrapnel for cannons.

Sending good thoughts and prayers to everyone mentioned in this thread, as well as whatever is needed for Miss Kendra to enjoy bubble baths everyday!

Blessings,

Ciaran

Zelda Fitzgerald

knight

bullet proof

sex

backhand