Ransom Posted December 30, 2008 Share Posted December 30, 2008 Ah, Silken Jack is it? And French. I've had rather "close" dealings with another man of silken demeanor, who hails from your country, although he would deny any association with said monarchy, being of gypsy heritage. However, I feel certain that the two of you would find much to discuss over a decanter of rare port. Sebastian Devareaux is his name, and I will let him know of your arrival. As for me, spare the rum and port. I prefer champagne. Bienvenue, Monsieur de Soie. ...schooners, islands, and maroons and buccaneers and buried gold... You can do everything right, strictly according to procedure, on the ocean, and it'll still kill you. But if you're a good navigator, a least you'll know where you were when you died.......From The Ship Killer by Justin Scott. "Well, that's just maddeningly unhelpful."....Captain Jack Sparrow Found in the Ruins — Unique Jewelry Found in the Ruins — Personal Blog Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Black Syren Posted December 31, 2008 Share Posted December 31, 2008 Oi..Devareaux! I know that name..Well From Rory o' course..but shhhh...Ill keep that secret! *Grins* http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v519/Dara286/trident01-11.png If you got a dream chase it, cause a dream won't chase you back...(Cody Johnson Till you Can't) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
'Bastian Devareaux Posted January 2, 2009 Share Posted January 2, 2009 (edited) Je vous ai souhaité la bienvenue, monsieur. Il est toujours avec plaisir que je fais l'aquaintance de chez moi le sol. Flourished doffing of hat with polite bow is offered. Je vous mendie pardonnent à mon frère dans la loi... Sidelong glance is cast to Sterling in brief. Il était toujours assez facile de déclencher... Mais, a augmenté ainsi depuis le départ de ma soeur de cet avion terrestre. Et pardonnez-moi aussi pour mon manque de manières. Mon nom est Sabastian Devareaux et bien que je me trouve rarement dans le fait de confiner de cette région particulière, je suis incapable de nier la demande de Mlle Ransom d'introductions nécessaires. Seating is taken next to Ransom,Salut, ma petit... Edited January 2, 2009 by 'Bastian Devareaux It is time to pause, even so early, for this account is not intended to be about my life...but is, as I have said, about my life's secrets. Secrecy is intrinsic to my work. ~ Christopher Priest “Five and Twenty Ponies, Trotting thru’ the Dark. Brandy for the Parson, 'Baccy for the Clerk. Laces for a Lady, Letters for a Spy.Watch the wall my darling; While the Gentlemen go by.”~Rudyard Kipling Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Silkie McDonough Posted January 2, 2009 Share Posted January 2, 2009 Bastian sweetie, some of us don't speak fFrench ...care to translate? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
'Bastian Devareaux Posted January 2, 2009 Share Posted January 2, 2009 I do beg your forgivness, Mademoisselle McDonough...I forget myself. What was said, without overmuch detail, was a proper welcome in Monsieur's native speech....For the most part, that is. I assure you that it was not ment to confuse those not familliar with its ways. It is time to pause, even so early, for this account is not intended to be about my life...but is, as I have said, about my life's secrets. Secrecy is intrinsic to my work. ~ Christopher Priest “Five and Twenty Ponies, Trotting thru’ the Dark. Brandy for the Parson, 'Baccy for the Clerk. Laces for a Lady, Letters for a Spy.Watch the wall my darling; While the Gentlemen go by.”~Rudyard Kipling Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Silkie McDonough Posted January 2, 2009 Share Posted January 2, 2009 (edited) "Tank ya lad. I wasn't confused, I knew better den t'try to translate. Just tink it rude t'speak in ones native tongue in public witout translatin ...I always do when speakin m'Irish Gaelic, jus courtsy. Now...what'll ya ave t'drink?" Silkie sets down her glass and heads towards the bar. Edited January 13, 2009 by Silkie McDonough Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Black Syren Posted January 3, 2009 Share Posted January 3, 2009 "Well he has been well greeted" so saying rose from her chair and moved towards the door "If ye will excuse me, the night calls." Turns about and bows to those present then slips within the shadows allowing them to swallow her whole before vanishing as if she had never been at all. http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v519/Dara286/trident01-11.png If you got a dream chase it, cause a dream won't chase you back...(Cody Johnson Till you Can't) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
'Bastian Devareaux Posted January 3, 2009 Share Posted January 3, 2009 Point taken and acknowledged, Mademoisselle McDonough. As for libation, do allow me the pleasure of purchasing your own as well as mine...An olive branch, as it were. I am of the mind and craving for fine brandy, the best this house has to offer. Order what ever it might be that suites your want, the coin is mine to pay. It is time to pause, even so early, for this account is not intended to be about my life...but is, as I have said, about my life's secrets. Secrecy is intrinsic to my work. ~ Christopher Priest “Five and Twenty Ponies, Trotting thru’ the Dark. Brandy for the Parson, 'Baccy for the Clerk. Laces for a Lady, Letters for a Spy.Watch the wall my darling; While the Gentlemen go by.”~Rudyard Kipling Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Silkie McDonough Posted January 3, 2009 Share Posted January 3, 2009 (edited) "Tank ya Monseerr Devareaux buot I bae drinkin frum d'bottle uv port det dis Silken Jack witout a sir name bought Capin Sterlin." The ever vigilant Ray has the Brandy open and setting on the bar before Silkie arrives and with a smile he adds a mark to his ledger under Devareaux's name. Looking up he winks at Silkie, she nods at the man as she takes the bottle and glass provided. "Now, Wot more might Silent Jack ave t'say?" Silkie pours from the bottle for the French man before her. Out of habit she curtsies then turns from Devareaux to retrieve her glass. Edited January 5, 2009 by Silkie McDonough Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
'Bastian Devareaux Posted January 3, 2009 Share Posted January 3, 2009 As you wish, Mademoisselle and merci. It is time to pause, even so early, for this account is not intended to be about my life...but is, as I have said, about my life's secrets. Secrecy is intrinsic to my work. ~ Christopher Priest “Five and Twenty Ponies, Trotting thru’ the Dark. Brandy for the Parson, 'Baccy for the Clerk. Laces for a Lady, Letters for a Spy.Watch the wall my darling; While the Gentlemen go by.”~Rudyard Kipling Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ransom Posted January 3, 2009 Share Posted January 3, 2009 I give 'Bastian a wink. "You do have such an effect, don't you, ma Pearl?" Then continue to sip from my glass of Champagne. "So, ou e Monsieur Soie?" (Translation=Where is Mr. Silk?) ...schooners, islands, and maroons and buccaneers and buried gold... You can do everything right, strictly according to procedure, on the ocean, and it'll still kill you. But if you're a good navigator, a least you'll know where you were when you died.......From The Ship Killer by Justin Scott. "Well, that's just maddeningly unhelpful."....Captain Jack Sparrow Found in the Ruins — Unique Jewelry Found in the Ruins — Personal Blog Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LadyBarbossa Posted January 5, 2009 Share Posted January 5, 2009 BASTIAN!!!! :) Good t' see ye here. Now... where th' devil did th' other Frenchy run off to? Hmm? Twisted I may be, but I prefer a Frenchy over a Spaniard any day. Eager t' hear more of his silken words an' charm. ~Lady B Tempt Fate! an' toss 't all t' Hell!" "I'm completely innocent of whatever crime I've committed." The one, the only,... the infamous! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Capt. Sterling Posted January 5, 2009 Share Posted January 5, 2009 Bastian sweetie, some of us don't speak fFrench ...care to translate? Devareaux is pissing and moaning about my behavior "I being shot through the left cheek, the bullet striking away great part of my upper jaw, and several teeth which dropt down the deck where I fell... I was forced to write what I would say to prevent the loss of blood, and because of the pain I suffered by speaking."~ Woodes Rogers Crewe of the Archangel http://jcsterlingcptarchang.wix.com/creweofthearchangel# http://creweofthearchangel.wordpress.com/ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jack Roberts Posted January 5, 2009 Share Posted January 5, 2009 (edited) Easing through the door. Dressed in common sailors clothes, Roberts find himself a seat. Motions to Murin not to make a fuss at his presence. He slips in the tavern unnoticed. Sterling catches his eye and almost unnoticeable nod is exchanged betwixt them. Roberts takes his seat in a dark corner table, waiting for Miss McDonough to come and take his order. (And by the way, welcome Silken Jack! Its looks like I'll be going by Roberts more often now. ) Edited January 5, 2009 by Jack Roberts Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
'Bastian Devareaux Posted January 5, 2009 Share Posted January 5, 2009 Bastian sweetie, some of us don't speak fFrench ...care to translate? Devareaux is pissing and moaning about my behavior Truly...Never in a day, frere. I was simply explaining to the gentleman that you have always had bark and bite...Though it seems a bit more common in the past recent. No guantlet thrown, nor malicious speaking..If that had been mine intent I would have been much more clear and used King's English...Besides, of what good would it do me to try to glamour my thoughts in French...You can dechipher if, well enough. But, I see no raison to split hairs...or hares, for that matter. Do have a bottle of refined fire on mine coin and be a proper fellow...Or at least a cheerful one. It is time to pause, even so early, for this account is not intended to be about my life...but is, as I have said, about my life's secrets. Secrecy is intrinsic to my work. ~ Christopher Priest “Five and Twenty Ponies, Trotting thru’ the Dark. Brandy for the Parson, 'Baccy for the Clerk. Laces for a Lady, Letters for a Spy.Watch the wall my darling; While the Gentlemen go by.”~Rudyard Kipling Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Capt. Sterling Posted January 6, 2009 Share Posted January 6, 2009 And what if I don't care to be cheerful? "I being shot through the left cheek, the bullet striking away great part of my upper jaw, and several teeth which dropt down the deck where I fell... I was forced to write what I would say to prevent the loss of blood, and because of the pain I suffered by speaking."~ Woodes Rogers Crewe of the Archangel http://jcsterlingcptarchang.wix.com/creweofthearchangel# http://creweofthearchangel.wordpress.com/ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
'Bastian Devareaux Posted January 6, 2009 Share Posted January 6, 2009 Then be not cheerful. It is your own choice after all. I on the other hand, much prefer the joys and plairs that life has to offer in so many tantalizing ways. Raises glass in salute and hint of smirk A round for the house, says I!! It is time to pause, even so early, for this account is not intended to be about my life...but is, as I have said, about my life's secrets. Secrecy is intrinsic to my work. ~ Christopher Priest “Five and Twenty Ponies, Trotting thru’ the Dark. Brandy for the Parson, 'Baccy for the Clerk. Laces for a Lady, Letters for a Spy.Watch the wall my darling; While the Gentlemen go by.”~Rudyard Kipling Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cheeky Actress Posted January 6, 2009 Share Posted January 6, 2009 Mistress Lilly McKinney enters and curtsies to the new comer before moving over to Sterling's table. "I know just how to cheer you up," she says with a wicked smile. Member of "The Forsaken" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Silkie McDonough Posted January 6, 2009 Share Posted January 6, 2009 (edited) "She will be your ruin John" Silkie sighs as she rolls her eyes and shakes her head before the captains mistress makes her way to the table. "Oi! Roberts," Murin takes the moment to move away, "Wot makes ya tink I'm d'servin wench ere?" she signals Ray's girl who moves quickly to meet Mistress McDonough at the table where Jack sits. Taking a seat Silkie continues in a lower tone. "I was jus calmin d'capin lad. Sumtin wot won't be appenin now dat she's..." Silkie indicates Lilly McKinney with a nod of her head "...arrived." The girl now stands before Jack waiting for his order. Across her face she wears a warm smile and it is clear she is taken by the mans good looks ...or is that she wishes to be taken by the man? Edited January 6, 2009 by Silkie McDonough Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jack Roberts Posted January 6, 2009 Share Posted January 6, 2009 "Aye, Isn't that the truth of it lass." replied Roberts, "Can never hurt to have a couple of the crew around. I was hopin that Rats or Dogg would show also. My humblest apologies with the misunderstanding concerning the serving wench. Speaking of which." With the slightest nod and a wink to Murin, Jack turns his undivided attention to the serving lass in front of him. "Well now I might not 'ave such a gilded tongue as our frippery dressed friend here, but my coin is just as real my dear." breathed Roberts, barely above a whisper, causing the girl lean close to hear. "I will have a pint of your darkest ale my sweet." Pressing a coin in her hand with a slight smile. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
raymond the younger Posted January 7, 2009 Share Posted January 7, 2009 Is this place a poor soul comes in out of the weather, and have a drink? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Capt. Sterling Posted January 7, 2009 Share Posted January 7, 2009 And then some! **gives Cheeky a squeeze** "I being shot through the left cheek, the bullet striking away great part of my upper jaw, and several teeth which dropt down the deck where I fell... I was forced to write what I would say to prevent the loss of blood, and because of the pain I suffered by speaking."~ Woodes Rogers Crewe of the Archangel http://jcsterlingcptarchang.wix.com/creweofthearchangel# http://creweofthearchangel.wordpress.com/ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cheeky Actress Posted January 7, 2009 Share Posted January 7, 2009 (edited) Lilly giggles as the Captain gives his favorite a kiss and cuddle. "More port, Captain?" She says as she lifts her goblet to his lips. Edited January 13, 2009 by Cheeky Actress Member of "The Forsaken" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LadyBarbossa Posted January 11, 2009 Share Posted January 11, 2009 :::Slips back in;::: I heard Bastian is buyin' a round... Aye, Bastian, I'll have a good sized drink. Ye pick th' spirit, mate. :::looks around::: Hath th' silken one returned yet? ~Lady B Tempt Fate! an' toss 't all t' Hell!" "I'm completely innocent of whatever crime I've committed." The one, the only,... the infamous! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Silkie McDonough Posted January 11, 2009 Share Posted January 11, 2009 Tink e's been frightened away by our welcome. Would det e'would return fer sum fun. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
 {if(f.fbq)return;n=f.fbq=function(){n.callMethod? n.callMethod.apply(n,arguments):n.queue.push(arguments)}; if(!f._fbq)f._fbq=n;n.push=n;n.loaded=!0;n.version='2.0'; n.queue=[];t=b.createElement(e);t.async=!0; t.src=v;s=b.getElementsByTagName(e)[0]; s.parentNode.insertBefore(t,s)}(window, document,'script', 'https://connect.facebook.net/en_US/fbevents.js'); fbq('init', '1074427760321280'); fbq('track', 'PageView'); </script> <noscript><img height=)
&ev=PageView&cd%5Bitem_id%5D=13925&cd%5Bitem_name%5D=Bienvenue%21&cd%5Bitem_type%5D=topic&cd%5Bcategory_name%5D=Scuttlebutt"/>
Recommended Posts
Create an account or sign in to comment
You need to be a member in order to leave a comment
Create an account
Sign up for a new account in our community. It's easy!
Register a new accountSign in
Already have an account? Sign in here.
Sign In Now