Honour Bright

*Honour tip-toes in*

Jack? Jack? Oh, me darlin', I warned ye about too much Captain Morgan's. Must have been the cola that did ye in....

*Honour covers Jack up with a blanket, leaves a glass of water and two Excedrins on the night stand*

*Kisses Jack on the forehead and tip-toes back out*

Oh, I AM sorry, me darlin'.

I forgot you liked your apples peeled.

*Honour walks up to Jack, so close their lips only inches away*

Why, yes, love, I'd be more than happy to...

*Honour shoves the apple in Jack's mouth, turns and walks away*

Oh, temper, temper, Jack Wolfe!

This be one chest ye be not a-glimpsing ever again! And lest ye tick me off, I'd be revealing secrets better left secret.

*Honour takes a bite of an apple*

Apple, darlin'?

I learned to play dirty from the best, luv. So have a wonderful time tearing my quarters apart.

Anything you tear up, ye will be putting back--and next time ye give me dresses to yer doxies to wear, there be hell to pay.

Or at least a dressmaker's bill.

*Honour wonders if brass will ever warm up next to skin?*

Oh..I'd say about three feet. Far enough so that ye'd have t' fight me fer the key, Jack!

*Runs and hides behind the 'other' Jack*-----I do love a man that can be had!

*peeks out from behind Blackjack*

Ah..Mad Jack! Ye know ye want the key. Ye gave up yer clothes fer it! Somewhat....

And what would ye be a callin' a man that be walkin' out on a lady?

At a crucial time yet!

Sorry, luv--Honour has moved on! So I suggest ye be a-gettin' a crowbar and be pryin' open yer pockets fer yer own rum!

Now, Blackjack, darlin'--what's this about booty? Er..plunder? Or is that pillage and plunder? Plunder and pillage?

*Honour looks in dictionary to see what came first, the plunder or the pillage*

JACK, ME DARLIN'!

I knew ye'd be a-findin' yer way over here. Now..come to mama..LOL

*Honour saunters over to Mad Jack and looks him up and down*

Aye, ye black-hearted scoundrel! Ye thought this would be the last place ye'd be findin' me!

I suggest if there be a story t' be told, the best person to tell it would be this..this...what are ye anyways? Oh yes! YE DIRTY DOG!

*takes Blackjack Roberts by the arm*

Come, luv, and let's have an ale...by the way--GREAT BOOTS, both of ye!

OH, I'm sure the blackard will be elaboratin' when he finds out who has joined!

I'll be lettin' him tell the tale.

And thank you for the warm welcome!

I see familiar names here, I am Welsh Wench from another forum.

One of you knows me better than the rest.

Ask him about his clothes.