Capt. Sterling

Had the honour, this Saturday past to meet, Mad Woman Cheryl, Sealegs Constance, Rogue Mermaid, and Flintlock Sarah.... was a pleasure ladies.... Saw Crimson Corsair in passing... and several members of the Pirate Brethren....

Well if you have the sewing experience and plan to do it all by machine... I'd say 6-7 hours tops.... now if you plan to follow the period correct construction directions... then, with hand sewing, again, depending on your experience, I'd say 12-15 hours....

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He shifted, painfully, as best he could. Finally relinguishing her hand, he laid his head upon her lap. "Thank you," he whispered. He closed his eyes. "Never hide yerself from me, Chere. Always let me know how ye truly feel."

"I shall force ye to keep yer word Chere," he said. "Come sit with me and read, please." And yet he would not surrender her hand so that she could go in search of a book.

Sterling smiled when he saw her, but despite the upward turn of his lips he could not hide the hurt in his expression. "All the better then," he whispered and held out his hand to her.

Sterling looked toward the door as he heard the gently rap. "Aye Meagan be that you? Come in child," he said, not attempting to hide is exhaustion. "I could do with that drink ye brought me."

Okay folks hate to burst any bubbles here, but the last time I checked with the government, you cannot copyright a character name OR idea... you must Trade mark them... we can only copyright the actual writing.. SO you must add TradeMark to the items in question...

Ack!!!! no smiley icon... what was that mention about...unwanted cardiac seizure...??? Hey GOF, you mentioned something about a crewe forum ?? How does that work....

"A drink, and if she be willing, Mademoiselle Devareaux has promised to read to me," Sterling replied. "Thank you ...again.. Monsieur."

"Thank you," Sterling whispered. "I am indebted to ye." He closed his eyes, pressing against them once more. How much more turmoil would he bring to this household, he wondered.

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Sterling lay there, worn. Already his body ached far more than was necessary. As he gnawed lower lip, Sabastian's words slowly took hold. "I do not wish to see her hurt any more than I wish to be hurt by her...if it is possible, have someone see her safely back into town, and, until I know Killingsworth is no longer a threat to her, have her watched." As was his habit, he pressed the heel of his palm hard against his eyes, trying to force back the pain in his head. "And thank you, Sir, for sitting through all this... I am grateful. And please, do not take to heart Mistress McKinney's words, I know her well enough... she does not mean what she says."

Captain, finger to lips..."SHHHHhh don't tell my foot!!"

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**sigh** Melted chocolate and cheese crumbs in betwixt the sheets...

Her words chilled him. He had expected either a fainting or an outburst, but not to such a dangerous degree. "Damnation Woman!! Mind yer tongue!" Sterling remarked sharply as he looked back up at the actress. "Ye know better than to say such things about another in this day and age!! Mistress Devareaux has no more power over any one than any other woman who is kind and compassionate!"

Skittles?!?! Will bring What?!?! Skittles of all people??? Careful Mr. March will want in then...

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Captain, reading this conversation and rolling his eyes...."And I have to sleep with both of you in Feb."

pink slip

Sterling reenters the pub, migraine gone and felling much better... He buys Striker a drink for lookin after him and then looks at Jacky... "A toss between a stroll and cards?" he looks at Ransom and Tess then chuckles. "And they say I have women problems..."

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Sterling leaned forward, his hand to his brow in support. He could not bare to look at her. He never desired to make her feel so and yet, what had passed between them, still counciled him againt a third attempt to marry her... besides, he believed his heart was telling him to take another path. "Lilly, please, do not do this," he whispered. "If you like I shall believe you that you never meant to do me wrong, but because your words said differently in the past, I am not willing now to yield further in our relationship. There is another woman that holds fast mine affections and she has, so far, done everything to show me that she does honestly care for me... ME! Not my money, possessions, power or influence. Just me and all my misreable failures. Curse me if you wish, but this is my choice, I plan to see it through!" He stopped and lay heavily back into the bedding, alarmed that he had raised his voice to her at the last. "I am sorry," he said, calming himself. "I do not wish to cut you off completely...tis that we no longer can be lovers. I am here for you if you need me... I wish it could be amicable between us."

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