Red Cat Jenny

Red Cat passes the wench she been threatenin t' chloe an jumps on ta help Jacky an Ransom pull the lever.. luckily she's got a lot in her pockets which adds sum weight..Draggin the redhead along, the mighty Crazy Chloe adds them two as well.. an the door lifts free with a screech o rusty pins an a clank as it crashes t' th deck raising a cloud o dust !

^ ::Raises hand:: OOh ooh! I know this one....stops in confusion trying to retrieve old memory There was an old after school holiday special called "The Very Best Pancakes" I wish I could find it again.. also 2 stupid dogs which I think is Brittish and isn't on anymore sadly.. < Intrigued by this Skippy fellow..do tell more (Oh, and I saw a clip of DMC dubbed in Italian....funny!) V Lie on the beach, swim in the water or both? (dreaming of Summer)

Throwin her arms about the two lasses she be havin adventures wi Red Cat says "Aye now, Jacky too...scurvy was only meant in th endearin sense..." Pullin Chloe an Ransom in to a huddle she says, "Aye...he's tall" She glances o'er her shoulder at their fourth..."Buy Jacky be charmin as well aye?" Winks at Ransom..

Aye welcome to the two day New Year Feast! I'll be settin out th goode dishes..So no breakin em...lest ye answer to Captain Brand! Our menu is a HUGE buffet which shall spill outside to a pig roast as well with fireworks after and marshmallows on a stick, ghost stories, pirate stories, shanties th lot! *Fresh chilled Shrimp *Mussels with marinade salsa in shell *A bountiful platter of fresh fruit and exotic period cheeses *Fried Flying fish from Barbados (One of my favorite dishes) with a mortar of Salsa * Fresh baked bread served by fresher wenches *Sliced London broil with mushroom graavy *A glorious crown rack of lamb or three or four * Barrels of Rum, Bottles of Rum, good strong Ale and wine *And a sinfully fabulous dark chocolate and raspberry desert Eat and drink up me hearties!!!!

Then it shall be a buffet spilling outside... The brunch was only attended by a few, we may manage..one hopes!!

LOL It's lonely at the top Aye?

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I have reservations for everyone..

Not touching that one..

^ Because he's got particular booty on his mind so naturally as his center of thought has er...shifted a bit North.. he doesn't know what he wants. <Hester, ye must bring yer "inner punk" by th hot tub party V Does YOUR compass work?

Red Cat regards Mr. Roberts a moment.... she decides she like 'im. Least he be honest enough t' admit he be blackhearted as she.. "Aye, we've an accord.." With a wink an a grin she tosses him the pistol and says "seems ye has yer hands full wi that lass ayways.. ye may be needin it lest she git grabbed in a dark alleyway roun back th pub." Tuckin her purse away in a um... safe place she turns t CrazyChloe,. Flase Ransom n JackyTar " Oi !! ye scurvy lot be me true mates! an I don't trust many.... drinks on me!!!!"

^ Ask the IRS < Should be ironing clothes for work V Ever have one of those dress from the top of the hamper disasterous days?

Captain Sterling, do you often keep people in irons in your closet? I only keep my iron in mine LOL!! Seriously, I AM jealous!

Red Cat's been settin at th bar enjoyin the show... She interrupts the conversation casually from over a bottle.. "Blackjack mate... ye may keep yer back to th wall.. " she gestures in his general direction with the bottle.."but that leaves three sides ta me" says she with a wicked wink and a saucy smile...hoisting the drink in a toast.. "I don't mind buyin ye a round luv, but ye might want ta be tradin me purse back for say...." Red Cat pats an item on the bar next ta her... "yer pistol here?" Alls fair and I suppose I could let this one by since ye be a rogue..

"Eyes! Eyes!!! wake up man! don't fall asleep it be trickery!" Red Cat yells desperately at the sleepy pirate who was a moment ago animated, now slumping in th cage ..."Ransom! keep that scoundrel from sleepin!!" Thrustin her pistol a bit closer an grabbin th woman by the collar..Red Cat means only business now.."Now yew listen here lassie...I'v ed enuf o this rot! Ye live down here...wherever this be... so you know whar t find us summone ta put in here...or someway ta put the spider in here" "Now I suggest....ye start thinkin reeeeeeeel hard..." she pauses for a moment before adding "Afore ye lose what ye think wit!" Behind her eyes wakes up again as Ransom tosses a bucket o water his way..

Searching through period etchings, I came across this one and located the poem to go with it. This would fall under period Lore I suppose.. Description of below: Engraving of the Kraken alongside a sailing ship, derived from similar earlier engravings, the earliest of which date from the 16th century. From Erich Pontoppidan’s (1698-1764) 'The Natural History of Norway', the only English translation of the work, published in London in 1755. Pontoppidan wrote: 'Amongst the many great things that are in the ocean...is the Kraken. This creature is the largest and most surprizing of all the animal creation'. Although huge sea-serpents off Norway's coasts had been described before, this was the first time they were called 'The Kraken'. The word was thus introduced into the English language -- Below the thunders of the upper deep; Far far beneath in the abysmal sea, His ancient, dreamless, uninvaded sleep The Kraken sleepeth: faintest sunlights flee About his shadowy sides; above him swell Huge sponges of millennial growth and height; And far away into the sickly light, From many a wondrous grot and secret cell Unnumber'd and enormous polypi Winnow with giant arms the slumbering green. There hath he lain for ages, and will lie Battening upon huge seaworms in his sleep, Until the latter fire shall heat the deep; Then once by man and angels to be seen, In roaring he shall rise and on the surface die. (C 1830 - Tennyson)

Red Cat recocks her flintlock....slowly.. for effect ..the noise breaking the silence in a distinct and menacing manner.. an leans in ta the wench Jacky be wrenchin.."Ye know lass.." the Cat says slowly , gesturing towards Jacky then back at the red head with the pistol "He ain't one wot's known fer a lotta patience" "If'n ye wants ta keep that pretty noggin o yers perched on them shoulders..... I'd suggest ye don't wait too long".. Chloe an Ransom crowd about too an the wench be surrounded an lookin like she juuuust may crack..

As William has honored me as staff here at the Kate, I shall lay out a nice brunch for all ye hungry pirates today.. T'will be served in the breakfast area which is warm against the chill of a January day Our fare will be Waffles with Apricots, Mixed berry compote in a biscuit shell, sausage patties with grilled tomato, fresh squeezed orange juice, and rich dark coffee Eat well, but don't fill up too much ..I am preparing a New Years feast for this night!

Yeah, I don't get it. There's just something about them that has always unnerved me but I couldn't tell you why. Of course politicians...now THATS a scary bunch..

Finally! Someone as scared of those blasted horrors as I am! Clowns too ::shudder:: blagh!

THis is wonderful! Especially the comparrison! Thanks!

Damn stomach virus!! damn!!! well I am feeling better now... Jack yer bored with drinking? Try rice and seltzer for New Years Eve Blaaagh!

Aye

I'm with Captain Jigme on joining the pub being one of the highlights of 2006. It was a crappy year. I thank you Rumba for all you do here and for always seeming up in spirits. I never would have guessed you'd gone through so much. I have been around those type of lengthy ailments (though thankfully not to my own person) and you have my full empathy. I wish wellness and good days for ye. Ye deserve it for bringing good days to us here at the pub! HAPPY NEW YEAR and wishes for the best to all - Jenny

T'is veeery late an th door t' th pub be hangin on it's hinges a bit.. Not much light nor sound comes from its normally rowdy interior. The door squeaks a bit as it moves an inch or two..and again..... A sigh is heard from outside followed by a pause.. squeeeka squeeka squeeka "damn &^&G ^%$!!" bang! With a few choice swears and a final of several shoves the door swings back revealin a rum soaked lass covered in confetti an colored only for a moment by frustration. In the darkness her silhouette leans casually against the door frame an strikes a flint on the wall lighting a nearby candle.. In the flickering flames a few passed out bodies can be seen in various poses draped over chairs, the bar.. the stairs..an flat out onna floor snoring. The scent of rum, ale and blackpowder hangs heavy in the air. She grins wide.."musta been quite a party".. steppin over one or two blokes an kickin a bottle aside, RedCat heads towards an empty spot procuring a bottle off another table along the way.. The faint sound of a woman's giggle mingled with a hearty Arrr! echoes from upstairs. Laughing quietly Red Cat settles at her favorite table facin the hearth, hangs her hat on a nail an throws her tired feet upon the table. She blows a bit of dust of the neck o the bottle and raises it to the room where a few begin ta stir from the night air filterin in "Happy New Year Ye scallywags!!" says she and takes a long pull settlin back ta get some sleep afore the sunrise..