Capt. Sterling

Thank ye, most kind of ye Lady B.

Ideal Lover You seduce people by tapping into their dreams and desires. And because of this sensitivity, you can be the ideal lover for anyone you seek. You are a shapeshifter - bringing romance, adventure, spirituality to relationships. It all depends on who your with, and what their vision of a perfect relationship is.

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Honestly no, I think I would want to "know my enemy" . Honestly the bible thumpers up there just "Don't get it...PERIOD!!" This year they actually got into an altercation and THREW the first punch... I really would like to have a word with them because they are truly causing more harm then good... but when the cops showed up it was just too embarassing and I really didn't want to be affiliated...not to mention, if arrested, Cheeky would have left me there....**sigh** If you ever wish to trade... just let me know... Despite the weather, we truly had a blast, especially being in full kit at the The Cry Innocent performance and interacting... unfortunately they couldn't keep up... **wicked grin**

hmmm just got to my waystation, had too much red wine and the lass is trying to make me think.... clandestine

For a lack of knowledge my people are destroyed.... danger

Gee I missed all ye running about in the buff?

Okay Blackjohn, perfect! Thanks! Rats, Mr. March informed me whilst we were up in Salem, messing with the Cry Innocent folks... snigger... we now have a goal for next year... pyrates at trial changing history by getting Goody Bishop freed.... snigger...

hmmm so my wife has a trust issue??

Oi, tis a coffee house not a tavern... at least that's what Kass is running Are we doing the hanging still? if not please state here and we won't need to bring the gallows and all the harnesses and ropes...

In order not to stall the thread over the next two weeks I have given permission to Aurore, the little wife, to write for myself, if need be....

Yeah make me do all the work....

Hmmm she hasn't charged me a sou....

Who told Whom they didn't want to get married?? Twice??

No need to fret Chere... I'm bringing the shackles and leg irons... Cheeky will be well behaved....either that or she won't be able to move...

Not to worry. The 'Angel is out at a far distance, not near the docks at all or the other ships... although with a change of wind and ships start blowing... she'll put out even further... And thanks we shall... should be meeting up with Mr. Hazzards and Cheeky's evil twin... **shudder** but then it is the Halloween ball at the Hawthrone... Mr. Marston, Lara from Lara's Corsets, and Alexia the milkmaid... Oi, keep an eye on me wife!!!

Sterling ran a critical eye over the chaotic scene that greeted him and his crew. "There's where the line forms," he pointed as men and boys began to settled into place in the chain. He turned to his officers. "Mr. Hazzards, take a dozen of the lads back to the ship to reinforce the others left behind. She should hold her own just fine where she be anchored. But if this blaze keeps up or the wind turns for the worst, I want ye to make out to sea a good distance." "Aye, aye, sir," Hazzards replied. With slight bow he turned and ran down the line of crewmen. "All right lads, ye heard the Captain. We haven't got all day!" Sterling looked then to the others. "Mr. Beach take whom ye will need to try and start a fire wall to the rear of that building behind the Shippe. The wind is in yer favour so far... if necessary ye know what to do to bring several of those others down to stop the spread. Mr. March, see to the crowd, either get them to work or get them out of the way. Lollygaggers will only hamper everyone's hard work here. The rest of ye, with Mr. Straw down to the line tis the bucket brigade for ye. Mr. Merriweathers both, with me. Be ready to run messages lads and collect what buckets ye can, now let us see to makin sure there be no one forgot and in harm's way."

Ghad, one just loves a challenge... question though... how best to go about running this as we just can't go blindly killing off other people's main characters? Any ideas?

Looks good to me... and nothing AR about it... it always helps if we are all on the same page

Neither appears upon the map... and honestly, I have no clue if the Shippe is even real... let's hope not since its just been burnt to a crisp... from the way the line reads, I am in the belief that the Shippe is close to the docks

...not only that, but I would think the pychotic serial killing Irish Twins should be able to keep you all on yer toes for quite some time to come....

Yes I've tried to lead the story over to that area.... can battle the fire for a few days, I would hope Ransom would now be extremely concerned about her ship, (all she needs is one spark if it be the wrong one!!!) Honestly, I think Sabastian would be a be concerned as well ( since he knows what she's hauling)....if the wind starts to blow out toward the ships, as would every other sailor in the port. Also eventually folks might find the remains of the two bodies although depending on how bad the fire, no one may possibly be able to identify either... forensics certainly weren't up to par in those days... Tess should be on the war path because her stuff is gone, her phoney evidence and all her other letters as well... Just don't drag me off to goal because I'm the only one that is rather connected to all this mess... I've another wedding night to come home to.... :)

Finally, the couple, married for a second time made their way down the aisle of the church. Arm in arm, amongst the huzzahs of the Archangel’s crew, Aurore finally with smile gracing fair countenance. The church bells began once again to peel in celebration of the match almost gone awry. But it was not into the warm sun that had so promised to await them earlier, that they exited once past the huge wooden doors. Instead they stepped out into a grayish haze, a fog that seemed to float strangely about them accompanied by the acrid smell of smoke. Their progress faltered as footsteps slowed, frightened people hurried past, some to aide, others to flee. “Stay here,” Sterling warned, as he made his way quickly down the church steps and stopped a man, covered in soot, arms laden with soul possessions. As he returned to his bride, Devareaux and March emerged from the sanctuary. “The Shippe is on fire. Tis catching to several houses round about. Mr. March, fetch the crew to assist if ye please,” Sterling said as he removed his coat, hat and wig. Coat was draped about Aurore’s petite shoulders, hat and hair, given over to her care, then she was handed over to Sabastian. “Please see to her safety as quickly as you can.” At first Aurore’s eyes reflected deep concern, but slowly understanding nod was given with consent. “I shall see ye as soon as I am able,” Sterling assured her, then whispered in her ear. “I would not miss a second wedding night with ye, even if my life depended on it.” When the first officer returned with men in tow, Sterling kissed bride good bye and followed off to help.