Red Cat Jenny

Before Cat had a chance t' argue Silkie had entrusted her with her most precious posession. Red Cat looked about grumblin' as she stuffed the odd feeling hide amongst the items in the longboat. A bag dropped on top and looking up she spied Nate clamberin over the rail heavily laden with arms his usual grin in place. "Prepare t ' cast th line" she shouted an was answered by Roberts announcin he was t' join th' party.

Ward Room of the Lucy Jenny continued to take in the changing shoreline, however a portion of her attention remained on the ward room table, should it's patrons require small beer or further repast. A young man was called to their review. It seemed at first he was to be reprimanded, but from what she could discern the news was instead good. Relieved that she would witness no wrath in such close quarters, Jenny returned her gaze and a slight smile to the ribbons of sand lacing tree and rock as the Lucy navigated Martinique's coast.

Pirates...

Deck of the Lucy Earlier, Miss Ashcombe had been taken in by the proceedings of a ship heading out to sea. There were shouts and movement, all with a purpose. Some of the men rushing past were thin and gaunt, perhaps having come from the local streets or prison, but even so there seemed a celebratory mood as they broke the bonds of shore. She felt a lurch in her stomach as the splash of the sweeps began to move them away from what had been her home. She had heard St. Pierre mentioned and supposed they were sailing there for some purpose. Jenny had never been to that port and assumed that mayhaps they were to take on supplies not available in St. Louis, mayhaps lumber which was more plentiful on the higher cliffs of the Northwestern shore. As they moved into open water, the ship's roll became more pronounced and a breeze tugged at the hems of the slops she wore. She held a hand to her hat and looked skyward as the Captain gave orders. Looking up she saw many men on the yardarms uncoiling lines and working the gathered material there. At once there was another order and the sails unfurled dropping towards the deck. Miss Ashcombe stood transfixed as the ship seemed to pause in silence. Even the wind seemed to dissapear. Then in one splendid moment the canvas billowed and snapped taut. The masts creaked and spray christened them as the ship sliced into the swells. Leaning to and fro as the wind found it. A shout came up from the men and she found herself laughing at the splendor. Suddenly she was passed by two young men bearing coffee into the ward room. Reality brought home, Jenny rushed to the galley hoping Mr. Marsh would have food ready for her to take to those waiting and so to redeem her position. Shortly she bore a second plate of fruit, bread, salted fish and apologies. Mr. Flint after he'd been introduced, tucked into the repast as they continued their conversation in more hushed tones. Jenny retreated to the stern bench near enough to be available should the officers require her, yet far enough to allow the exculsivity of their conversation. She watched the wake of the Lucy trail behind them and the gulls wheeling just off the stern. Seeing the shore line of Martinique pass by for the first time since her arrival five years ago gave her to recall forgotten memories of her first passage..

Red Cat followed Jacky below intending to aid assesin th' damage. When she saw him clap poor Nate in irons. Understandably th Cap'n would be within his rights..but there be a ship wit her guns still run out e'en below th white flag. "Jacky" she hissed.. cutlass drawn she leveled its point towards the direction of their assailant. "I b'lieve we need e'ery man armed an at th' ready! Do ye really b'lieve they means t' surrender after only one shot? He seemed t' stop an consider this. She implored him t' reconsider as Ransom was now wounded prey an they were alone aginst a heavily armed an crewed galleon. "Who knows if more o' th blasted Spaniards are t' follow? an if they turn small boats upriver on th Rakehell....should we send at least one boat behin us an into th river? We may be able t' send ward an plan t' squeze th bastards a tween us. I'll go if ye provides me wit cover..don't think Captain Ransom'd take t' most other o' yer crew after ..." She only hoped Ransom wouldn't shoot her on sight. Perhaps Nate would be a decoy after all he'd only wound up on th Relentless when th Rakehell sailed witout him. She shoved th' end o her cutlass in his direction as he hummed away rubbin his leg. "I'll take that one..after all he belongs t' her anyhows" She regarded th lanky figure settin in th brig. "She'd not b'lieve he'd anything t' do wit ...well...wit...aw hell she wouldn't think he'd fire on his own ship."

Every payday I think...maybe this week I should buy that linen...those shoes....a new hat or some pewter buttons

Lots and lots of water with lemon slices

Woah that was a late night...or was it an early morning?

Congrats Silkie!!!! For breakfast...crepes!! and coffee

I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see. John Burroughs Much may be done in those little shreds and patches of time which every day produces, and which most throw away. Charles Caleb Colton

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Things that start with "S" Shopping Snuggling Sailing Shrimp Cocktail Sun Sand Sea Snorkling Smooching Silliness Salsa music Starlight Swordplay Santa Summer whee this is fun

Lately its Vodka, cranberry and a twist of lime. But Summers comung...time for all the great fruit juice thingys. I like pineapple juice, gin, sparkling water or citrus soda and passion fruit juice. mmmmmmmmm

Darn glad I have one more day off

Carne Asada Tacos in a place where NO ONE spoke ANY english and there were naked ladies and clouds painted above the bar? and salsa music and blacklighting...gotta love the city PS - The tacos were excellent! My friends teeth glowing purple - a robin on the lawn My bro My other bro and msm

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Way too cold here agin..whar's me rhum?

steam heat

Yeah that sums it up alright...

Woah it's thundering here!

minutemen

jingle

Hey I'm up Im up!!!!!!! * ~~~ wave ~~ *

Lol Will... thats what you get for wearing wool

Feathered quills