Capt. Sterling

tests and trials

Thanks Kass for all the info, certainly looking forward to all you have to offer... you never disappoint!

I totally agree with Blackfoot on the choice of Townsend for a simple, inexpensive and very nice cocked hat. If she was truly into the Living History aspect of the hobby I would say Dirty Billy's Hats, but now you are talking long wait time and huge bucks but well worth every penny...in which case, maybe next year.

reprocussions

Sterling's jaw flapped soundlessly for a moment before he could gather his wits enough to pick the precise phrases necessary. "The actress... ahem.. that I was telling you about just a moment ago... well, that was her. The great," he lowered his voice, almost muttering to himself, "and major handful... ahem... Lillian McKinney. Pardon me," he continued. "But I seem to have something stuck in my throat. As to the gentleman, she, some how, has managed to press into her service for what ever mischief she is currently scheming, he is my new ship's..." he paused to cough into his hand. "Surgeon. One doctor Reiley, I believe he calls himself. Obviously, if you knew Lilly, you would also know that Dr. Reiley certainly did not know what he had gotten himself into regarding extending Lilly a helping hand. I cannot vouch for the doctor, but Lilly is not a dangerous threat, just a ...ahem..." Sterling stopped, hoping he had said more than enough. "Honestly, I do think we should attempt to rescue your fellow there and the good doctor. I think Aurore will handle herself quite well, where Mistress McKinney is concerned. Words and fluff Lilly is... no real bite."

redeemable

puppy love

distraction

Oh the hairstyles would be great... now I won't have to listen to Lilly asking me what to do with her hair before an event...Like I would know what a girl is supposed to do?!?!??! My speed is a wig...

Sterling waited patiently as Sabastian delegated amongst his own. After all, even though he wished to be of assistance, this was truly not his own fight. As the carriage was pulled up along side, he could not help but remark that he had seen such a vehicle in the stables where he had rented his own mount earlier. Indeed it was so very much alike it surely was one and the same. The fact that transportation was on loan, did not aide in narrowing down the field of suspects as to whom would venture into terroitory so well guarded. Still, Sterling had some thoughts on the matter and volunteered to offer them to his companion. Thankfully, Sabastian seemed at least willing to listen. “As to this carriage, Killingsworth, is not the type of weasel to come skulking too far from his hole, or to go to such extremes as to sneak about another person’s property. He is, in all rights, a true fop, his nature is just that. Tis not a sham he plays in order to confuse those about him. He would much rather wait until his prey comes closer to him, then to go the distance. I would say tis safe to think tis not he, who has breached your walls. If you have not personally crossed Robert Darnely, Monsieur, then Master Killingsworth has struck yours because either you or she have crossed him. To him, if indeed, it twere him, what has been done to your poor lady, was just a matter of convenience whilst he hunts down his true victim,” he paused with a soft sigh. “Which may all too well be a certain actress of mine acquaintance. As I do not wish to presume to tell you the nature of your business regarding your own home, I just wish to, hopefully, allow yer mind to rest easy regarding Killingsworth and your current trespass….” Sterling could not finish as all eyes, especially his own, were drawn to the rear of the cottage as the back doors were slowly pushed opened and Christophe lunged as silently as a cat, making successful capture of a woman. “Oh… bloody… hell…,” Sterling remarked, slowly drawing out the oath, his eyes rolling as he recognized not just the first person to emerge but the second as well. As the glitter of a knife, caught by a bit of sun, sparkled against the woman’s throat, the captain could not help but reach up and press his fingers to his eyes as the slight pounding that had started earlier, now suddenly increased one hundred fold. He moved slowly closer to Sabastian as his host watched in amazement at what was unfolding before them. As Reiley grabbed Aurore and brought a pistol to bare upon her, both Sterling and Sabastain took forward steps only to halt themselves least they cause undue alarm to them that held the weapons. As the party, now with ladies under fire, as it were, slowly began to retreat back into the cottage, Sterling could only mumble, “Given time, I ,,,um...might be able to ...ahem.... actually ...explain this.”

Wayne's world

Knowing Skittles, although not as well as her husband, I bet she would like those. Sound charming... now what have you got for Cheeky? Birthday coming up?

Ah... real life...**sigh** we can all relate to its tuggings and pullings... Good to hear all is well with you and yours!!! We have managed to keep ourselves busy and will do so until you find the time to rejoin the fold. (although at this point, Captain Sterling may NEED to sail away with all due haste!! so when ever you are ready to set sail, just say the word.)

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renard

predator

The Worst Jobs in History: Middle Ages

hawk

hole in one

poor craftsmenship

shabby

leaking

Well, without being too bold, I hope, by speaking not only for myself, but the other members of the thread... Thank you!

festering

Clothier Shoppe