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kirktasticIt 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: Yo Ho Ho and a bottle of Wodka...
Date: 2009-09-19 10:15 pm (UTC)"I hawe it! Just the thing we need." She pulled it out on the large desk and pointed to what to the untrained eye would look like a blot or mistake on the paper. "The Ilse del Risa. Full of treasure and a good place for the crew to dock. They be a greedy bunch, the prospect of gold in their pockets would surely make them follow ewen Satan."
Re: Yo Ho Ho and a bottle of Wodka...
Date: 2009-09-19 10:17 pm (UTC)Re: Yo Ho Ho and a bottle of Wodka...
Date: 2009-09-19 10:31 pm (UTC)Pulling the stopper out of her ink pot (While splattering it over her sleeves) and dipping her quill in she quickly marked where possible spots for the treasure trove could be.
Re: Yo Ho Ho and a bottle of Wodka...
Date: 2009-09-20 02:03 am (UTC)"I'm behind you all the way, Meira, do you think we could get Tina on our side?"
Re: Yo Ho Ho and a bottle of Wodka...
Date: 2009-09-20 02:31 am (UTC)Re: Yo Ho Ho and a bottle of Wodka...
Date: 2009-09-20 03:22 am (UTC)"Well if you're not fucking careful I'll kill ya myself. Got it?"
And she repeated the actions with Meira. "You too...they'd take ya out before they'd let ya be an asset to her."
Re: Yo Ho Ho and a bottle of Wodka...
Date: 2009-09-20 03:30 am (UTC)She looked at them both one more time. "I should go, before it leaks. Need to get down there. And the threat stands, don't either of you do something stupid."
With that, she turned and left.
Re: Yo Ho Ho and a bottle of Wodka...
Date: 2009-09-20 05:26 am (UTC)She turned to Pasha and smiled a wicked grin at her. "So, where do you need me my lady?"