Capt. Sterling

There was something about the man that now stood before him that seemed to always put Sterling on his guard. Perhaps it was this strange need the captain always felt to convince Christophe that he meant no harm to his young charge. And, although, it made him uneasy, Sterling was also pleased by the man's fierce loyalty. "Thank you," Sterling began in a whisper. "Forgive me for not being able to speak a bit louder." He slowly took a deeper breath. "I am grateful for your assistance this day. But there is something else I would ask you do for me. I know not why that ball was spent, nor why it found its way into my form, but I cannot fathom as to who would wish me harm. With what has happened recently regading Mademoiselle's brother's loss, I fear greatly for Aurore's... Mistress Deverux's safety. I know I need not ask you twice to keep her well but speak it once I must. If you would send word to my first officer, I would have him know that I wish him and the rest of my crewe to be at your disposal to protect your people and this family from further harm. My sword is yours."

Ray, your best for Master Tar! And thank ye Sir fer yer kind words!

sushi

"To sleep it will put me then, eh?" Sterling said with a slight sigh. "Well then if ye are to deprive me of the sweetness of looking upon ye, first allow me to speak to Christophe, chere." He watched her, unable to mask her curiosity right away. "Please? Ye have my word, I shall be brief."

popcorn

He thought he would die as the sneeze rocked his body. It was a moment before he could set himself at ease again. As Aurore laid the mouchoir near at hand, he swore he would keep it as a prize. And then she leaned to him again...her words stirred his heart. "To hear such a confession I would risk the pistol shot of a thousand assassins," he whispered as she hovered close by. "Promise me you will stay close indeed, safe in this house. I have no enemies here in Jamaica and surely that shot was not meant for the boy... after what has happended to your poor brother, I would be much happier if I were to know you were indeed close by at all times."

Charlie Brown

Snoopy

"Only until then?" he asked sadly. "Shh," Aurore warned. "As you ..." she raised her finger once more and he paused. When she lowered it, he could not help but smile and continue. "As you wish, ma chere." Aurore frowned for a moment but soon smiled in return. "You see," he whispered when he was rewarded with such a lovely expression. "I came back... to see you." And then.... he sneezed.

Dragon breath

smoke dope

He closed his eyes as her lips brushed his ever so softly. When she pulled all too soon from him, he looked at her again. "Sorry?" he whispered, once again his voice weariness itself to her ears. "Why? Think you the cause of this? God forbid chere dame," he said. With a groan, he forced himself to be still and take small, controlled breaths. "How is the boy? If I had but known I would never have taken him up behind me."

As often as granted by King Neptune. My visits to the pub granted by King Neptune include my freedom to walk. While my visits must be followed by a return to the sea, I can assure you I have as much grace on land as I do in water. "Ah brilliant! Lessons it tis then!"

Sterling scratching chin, wondering how to teach advance and retreat to someone with a tail, albeit a lovely tail at that.....

"Ray I will gladly pay for the ..um.. for Lady Blue's drinks," Sterling says then looks to the Mermaid. "Pearls says you? And how much would ye be wanting for enough to make a fine necklaces says I."

delusional

Sterling feels Aurore move closer and hugs her a bit tighter. "I think we're safe here ma chere dame. I believe young Master Tar has old Reg well in hand."

He ground his teeth together as Reiley dug deeper with finger to wound. The further invasion of his body was almost mind numbing. As the probing diget was removed, the doctor announced with a curse his failure. Sterling could only gasp his relief for a moment as hands, once vices, now gentled their hold, awaitng the doctor's next attempt. He looked for her, standing at a distance, her brief touch only making him crave for more. "Again lads," he heard Reiley say. He felt his eyes burn from the sweat that ran into them. As them that held him seized him again, he tried to clench his jaw, as it would not do to cry out in front of her... and yet try as he did....

chin

"Thick as thieves those two," Sterling mumbles

Sterling looks over at her. "Thank thee Mistress. Aye my Tess was a rare prize indeed."

"My darling Lill, why ever do ye care?" Sterling asks. "Come join us for a drink, Pet."

Sterling frowns a moment then looks to Jacky. "Claims to be a regular at Court and yet knows nothing about toasts and toasting... makes one wonder. She can't be English, we toast at dinner until we pretty much fall down...As I said lad, watch yer back! "

The gentleman and the pirate share a drink at the bar. Jacky slides a purse to Captain Sterling. With his back to the room and in hushed tones, he addresses Captain Sterling. "Ye have not been forgotten at court sir, if ye need provisions for the Archangel, ye need but ask." Turns to the crowd to offer a toast. "To our Sweethearts and wifes, may they never meet!" The lads at the bar cheer. Sterling looks to the purse, one eyebrow raised. "Well I'll be... " he whispers and takes the cash. "Thanks indeed to ye Master Tar and I hope that who ever gave it to yer safe keeping has done ye the service of rendering payment fer a job well done! Thank ye indeed. Next pint be on me."

Well Lady, if ye can't make Bristol be saving yer pennies for Feb and RF2!