Capt. Sterling

joint

hmmm depends on how deep the harbour and how many naked pearl divers we can round up...

Never spit into the wind!

great show... revolver

Last of the Wild West

the pox!!! oops.... toad in the hole

Brother? so that was the lay of the land, he thought. "You say you assume too much regarding myself and yet you still continue to judge me... Mayhaps it is you, sir, who tire so quickly of your lover's charms and casually toss her back into her world, obviously not one of your own I would wager!" Sterling remarked angrily... then shook his head. "Well enough then, judge if you feel the need," Sterling said. "As long as you do not continue to belittle your sister, and aye, Lady indeed. Funny how a brother cannot see such qualities in his own kin and yet he claims to know the ways of the world so well." Sterling stood, watching both now. He had never felt so trapped in all his life. At the moment, he wanted nothing more than to return to town... but if he took his leave, he would only prove the other man right and he had not the desire to do so... not only that, but if he left what of the girl? He meant no harm to come to her, especially by his own hand, if he left would she, now that family had come home to find her in such a compromising position, would she breathe a sigh of relief? Or would she take his leaving as something that showed her brother had spoken the truth? If he knew how she felt it would all be to easy a matter to settle, but it had just happened and it was far too early for such things as words of love to have passed between them. He looked at Aurore, fixing his gaze on her and her alone. "Tis all my fault," he whispered. "I never meant to cause you any harm."

Christmas pudding

Ugh.... not for... Breakfast

“Taken? You speak as if I,” Sterling caught himself quickly. Yes it was true that he had not forced himself upon his hostess, to his mind he had not even seduced, it had been of mutual consent and although not well thought out perhaps, he had certainly been under the impression that both partners had been most considerate of the other. He looked to Aurore then back to the man who seemed, in some way to find the whole incident disagreeable and yet amusing at the same time. He could not continue, any further debate would only accomplish putting the girl in a disagreeable light. How could he say she was just as much a willing partner as he? “How little you know of others,” he said. “You make judgments of the rest of the world. You shut people out or use them in as vile a way as they have used you. You make the excuse that you are protecting your own, and yet, in the next moment you turn around and repeat the same vicious behavior to those whom you claim to be outsiders..…. Why? In order to sleep better at night? I know all to well the ways of the hypocrite. And you sir, are no better and I fear, have very little right to judge me as well as anyone else, including this lady!”

sushi

“Condamner vos yeux ! Demander pardon tout de suite et pas à moi, à la dame !” Sterling said, his voice low. He spun on his heel and made his way to the other man before Sabastian could make good his escape from the room. “Who here sir, is truly trapped in ridiculous opinions, formed by bitter ancestors?”

He watched as the two faced off and yet he could not follow what was being said. From Aurore’s seemingly comfort at confronting the man before her, he could only assume they were well known to each other. He took her at her word that the man was not her husband and he felt a small verbal blow from her reasoning that followed. A lover then? Once she had jabbed her finger into the other man’s chest, he believed she was in no physical danger. He assumed it was safe to think he was not as well. As they continued to argue, he knew not what to do. He turned and raked his fingers through wet hair. Wishing there was something he could do to help if not them, then himself to understand what was happening. His head was slowly beginning to pound...

sunlight

(Giving him the look regarding his broken pipe) This does not surprise me...very well...rum soaked for you, Sweet... And I will see about the pipes. Thanks Pet...

Lemon heads

number

**sigh** no Mexican cat fight.....

Just the natural result of Inigo sailing his own sheep....

stick figures

Naked, defenseless and all to preoccupied with… ahem.. Pressing matters, Sterling was astonished when the door to the room flew open and someone he had not yet encountered entered the room. The captain’s first thoughts were to the outside hallway and was somewhat relieved to see it empty. There was only one to deal with. He quickly caught at the girl’s hand, hoping she would not move. “Stay put, Lady,” He whispered. With hands still holding out his coat, the intruder remained fixed. Cautiously Sterling removed himself from the tub, the trespasser’s narrowed eyes following him as he slowly bent to grab, once more, the fallen sheet. The sheet was slowly passed to the girl. “Cover yourself,” Sterling said, hoping she would accept either temporary garment. He backed slowly toward the chair. “Just fetching me breeches,” he explained. Without taking his good eye off the bristling figure, he reached for the black velvet, his hands moving quickly over the folded wool coat as well. Damn but they had found and confiscated his snaphance revolver as well. He turned back, still watching the other man, and slipped on his breeches. The stranger was well armed and with Aurore equally vulnerable and all too well in the way, Sterling raised his hands slightly and then moved back slowly toward the girl. As he placed himself between the others, he heard her raise from the water. “Stay down,” he said. “Please stay put,” he whispered. “And please, tell me this is not thy husband!”

He didn't even make it out of the harbour!!!!

Tis a bet then!

I wager five gold Guineas on the missus...Sterling sniggers...

Oi Lill, watch out indeed... no need for more pictures that set my teeth on edge!