Capt. Sterling

We went from Mistress all the way to temptress and enticing to .... COOKIES??? **sigh** go figure cavity

Thank ye for the kind invitation. We shall make a point of stopping by minus swords but not minus the rum.

Many happy returns of the day Lady! Hope tis a grand one indeed.

**snigger** What he don't know....

Still need a damn boat Lill, either way! And from all I been reading, some of the hunters be worse than the prey. Ahoy Dutchie, the problem being the snotties are aged 10 and 13... I need someone old enough to keep them in line and not out on the town! And for anyone cringing at the ticket price, with the air and space museum, and the spread of food I remember, that 40dollars is WELL worth the price... Ye still have the entertainment as well?

Are you kidding?! Ah Lill, can always depend on ye fer a kind word or two... Looks as if I need to...practice up a bit... and since it appears I bore ye, I shall have to find someone else to bore... Ney, did not say that you bore me, Captain. I just noted the lack of talents...tis all. Keep in mind...I said not a word about the bed chamber, either! **rolling eyes** as ye wish... and ye won't have to... sure that I am that I can find another one.

**eyebrows shoot upward... looks about the Kate quickly... no Capt. Lasseter... quickly hugs Briar back**

Go gather yer things, and I shall return a bit later to lend ye a hand...

Hallelujah!

And a banana on the side?

Let us see... you and I, no drinking... William will have to raise the prices on his milk and water or go out of business....

Are you kidding?! Ah Lill, can always depend on ye fer a kind word or two... Looks as if I need to...practice up a bit... and since it appears I bore ye, I shall have to find someone else to bore...

Hell who needs the gallows, just run him through... now we be down to what... a minute? Why waste time?

Sterling lay there completely bewildered. Then bewilderment quickly turned to disquiet and agitation. “I asked ye who ye are?“ he demanded, as he tried, without success, to place more distance between himself and the stranger he had woken to find hovering over him. But the eccentric looking, old hag, seemed nearly frantic to calm him before being willing to offer up an explanation. "Hush! Lower your voice, Captain Sterling!" She muttered, her voice harsh and irritating to his ears. Raising one finger to her dried, cracked lips she softly pressed those of her other hand to silence his. "Do not sound the alarm for you are not in danger. Not from me. I have only come to help you, so please be still and I shall tell you what tis you must do John, for the sake of all who know and care for you." She quickly drew herself closer to him. “For Sarah, your crew,” the old woman faltered briefly before she added, “that new wife of yours and… others who love you.” “How do ye know me?” he whispered trying to abide by her request. One aged hand came to gently comb the matted hair from his eyes. As if a familiar practice, a thin finger came to trace along the deep scar upon his face. He recognized that touch and, losing himself to it, his eyes closed as he momentarily allowed himself to rest his cheek easy against the woman’s palm. With a start, he brought himself around again and looked up at her. “Who are ye?” he whispered this time. The old woman continued to look him over a moment longer, her expression pained by what she saw. Once more she gently cradled his face in her hand. “Oh Johnny do you not know me?” she whispered low, her voice now soft, known, but struggling as she tried to hold back her tears. “Tis I. Lilly. I have come to help you if I can.”

A little birdie told me this stuff may be period correct.... So far, from what I have been reading... he's spot on....

Whew....good thing ye didn't marry me!

**begins pacing** Now that would be some pleasant news for a change! I do hope the cellars here are well stocked with some champagne for when the time be right for celebrating! For this, I shall cover the tab.

Oh just give me ten minutes...

Ahoy Royaliste! Need someone to .... ahem... watch the ship whilst ye and yer lady attend said ball?

Ouch...how about $20. per snotty and we make em sit quiet in a corner somewhere... I need someone to hold my sword IF I dance...

mistress

Merrydeath, my apologizes, I missed this.. Thank you so very much.

Oi any word from the Brand Homestead?

Aye, I get to wash the plates...snigger.

Sheesh... Am I the only person here that can't cook?