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It was morning on the Enterprise, and it came with the slow creaking of wood deck around him, swelling in the heat of the morning, the sound of waves against the sides of the ship. Definitely a damn good way to wake up.
Even better was waking up between two warm bodies, one pressed to either side of him. On one side was his cabin boy, a young buck with a foolish head but a pleasing face and tongue. On the other, his first mate, a smug, stoic, uptight, ridiculously intelligent bastard who he had finally talked into ...sharing his bed. At least in the physical sense. He'd won the argument that the captain's bed was the most comfortable place on the ship, but anything beyond that was met with a pointed look and a reach for the sword hilt.
It was a damn good life here on the Enterprise.
He was Captain James T. Kirk of the pirate ship Enterprise, the most feared name on the open seas. He ran his crew with a mixture of charm, command, and the point of his sword. He was a good swordsman, a better brawler, and decent with a flint lock.
[OOC: This will be the ONLY pirate thread everyone, no multiple posts on multiple journals! Post just in here for this! Today only!]
Even better was waking up between two warm bodies, one pressed to either side of him. On one side was his cabin boy, a young buck with a foolish head but a pleasing face and tongue. On the other, his first mate, a smug, stoic, uptight, ridiculously intelligent bastard who he had finally talked into ...sharing his bed. At least in the physical sense. He'd won the argument that the captain's bed was the most comfortable place on the ship, but anything beyond that was met with a pointed look and a reach for the sword hilt.
It was a damn good life here on the Enterprise.
He was Captain James T. Kirk of the pirate ship Enterprise, the most feared name on the open seas. He ran his crew with a mixture of charm, command, and the point of his sword. He was a good swordsman, a better brawler, and decent with a flint lock.
[OOC: This will be the ONLY pirate thread everyone, no multiple posts on multiple journals! Post just in here for this! Today only!]
Re: What ho?
Date: 2009-09-19 09:30 am (UTC)"If there is anything specific, I will take it into consideration," Nero added as he turned to regard the Foriegn Marshal.
Re: What ho?
Date: 2009-09-19 09:44 am (UTC)He is silent under Nero's regard for a long moment. Then... "I would like to sample more of that ale. Perhaps over a game of chess in my quarters? Two such...civilized men as ourselves must have interesting topics to discuss."
Re: What ho?
Date: 2009-09-19 09:53 am (UTC)"Of course," Nero responded with a placid smile. "Conversation and formal company is difficult to attain in such places and times as these.
"This evening, perhaps?" He asks as he steps forward and back behind his desk, regarding the map again.
Re: What ho?
Date: 2009-09-19 10:10 am (UTC)