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 Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2006 6:20 pm
As he heads below, Dr. Morgan turns and contributes his part to the discussion at hand.
"I dae b'leive tha' Kurisutofa be eith'r th' Firs' Mate 'r th' Bos'un, kinnae rem'ber which, bu' eith'r way, he be th' one wha' does th' shoutin' tae th' crew."
He then proceeds down to the medical deck, where he promtly freaks out at the disaster zone it has become. It looks as though someone has rifled through everything but the heavily padlocked medicine cupboard. There are tools everywhere, bottles litter the floor, and though most are thankfully unbroken, the entire room is filled with the stench of the brandy the doctor would have used to keep his patients calm. His weapons chest has been broken into, and after a quck check, Dr. Morgan realizes that there is nothing missing save for one flintlock pistol, some shot and some powder.
After properly securing his weapons and putting away the unbroken bottles, he rushes to the main deck, takes a quick count of those on deck, spots the captain, and hurries over to him. Trying to keep his voice low and failing miserably because of the stress, Dr. Morgan explains the situation
"Cap'n, th' med'cal deck 'as been raid'd, they broke th' brandy an' took a pistol. I'd like tae 'ave a search o' th' ship, as a' th' momen', I b'leive every pers'n in th' 'ntire crew be on deck an' I trus' Zam, who were th' onlae one below. I 'ate tae say 't, bu' I b'leive we 'ave a stowaway."
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2006 6:30 pm
"Heck, If I raided a medical room I'd be a very... beyond drunk."
She leaned on a cannon and looked over to the sea.
"Wot-am-I hittin' eh?"
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Admiral Lord Cochrane Captain
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2006 6:58 pm
*Turns on his heel and snaps to attention at teh sound of an order*
"Aye, Captain Ardrick. I shall do so immediatley. Please see to it that the Crew finishes their tacking proceedures."
*With that, he bows and quickly takes his leave of teh Quarterdeck. Dipping down into the Captain's cabin hatch, he preceeds to his Desk to fetch the lettrs & dispatches.*
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2006 7:01 pm
Surprised at Zam's calmness he stammers to answer her first.
"Well, uh.. uh, um, ye can, well, jus' 'it the rocks ou' there fer now..."
Then recomposing himself he turns to Bouldersan.
"Really now!? Well, er, I think now we can panic. I don' know abou' a stowaway, bu'... We'll jus' 'ave ta see."
He turns to men getting ready for the nights storm.
"EVERYONE FRONT AND CENTER IMMEDIATELY!"
Everyone turns and quickly climb down to the main deck.
Davion says, "Cap'n is this abou' the storm, because I think tha' we should be preparin', not gatherin'."
Ardrick does not even look at him.
"This 'as nuthin' ta do with that, men. 'ave any o' ye men taken anything frem the medical deck?"
No one moves or speaks.
"I believe ye all, no worries at tha' fact. However--"
He is cut short by a distant sound of scratching, as if someone was running below deck.
"However... we seem ta 'ave some sort o' stowaway. I 'ave a notion where 'e might be. Here are your orders. We are going to search the ship. Patrick, Davion, and Zam will all stay on Main Deck ta keep watch. Myself and Morgan will all go below deck. Everyone else search the entire rest o' the ship from top to... well, to top. Check me own quarters too, bu' don' disturb a thing. When Kurisutofa returns, notify him of this and tell him to join us below."
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2006 7:24 pm
She sighed
"I cun't hit ze rocks an' keep watch ze deck. I only have one eye!"
Then tapped on the barrel of the cannon.
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2006 7:29 pm
sweatdrop "Ah, jus' go lay down and get yer drunkenness gone!"
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2006 7:56 pm
"Is zhat 'ow ye zefine me, eh? Zrunk? I 'avn't zouched ze bozzle zhince Kurisutofa came. An... I kinda... rather..."
She turned and watched the ways pass by.
"I've been zhinkin', an' 'ave been nozicing zome zhings..."
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2006 8:14 pm
Ardrick stays himself. He was about to start the search, most people have already scattered. He realizes what Zammap said and thinks it might be more important.
"...Like...wut kinda things?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2006 9:24 pm
It took a while before she responded, trying to pick out the right words. She didn't want other's inside her buisness, even if it might effects them all, if she did the wrong actions.
"I've been blinded by ze zoxic drink while brings me false hopes. Too much has happened an' I've been pushin' zhem away. Now I zee wot's been goni' on."
She turned to the captain.
"Ze zemons 'ave been comin' again." She lifted her bandana to reveil a black mark on her forehead.
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Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2006 8:42 am
Jack casually attends to his duties. With sweat on his brow and a quizzical countenance.
"...I wonder what I said wrong...Well whatever it was I'll stop it fer' the sake'a' Zam. Me' mother always told me "Watch it boy!" an' me' father always said....well I won't go into tha'..."
He then continues his work in a brisk and compliant manner. After a short while he returns below deck to check on his case. He is relieved to see it undisturbed...
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Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2006 11:18 am
Ardrick looks puzzled and doesn't understand a word Zam said.
"Well, in any case, me and morgan need to go now! Look lively boys!"
Ardrick walks below deck with Morgan. He was right, the medical deck was completely destroyed. He wonders who couldn't have done this all, when he hears something fall in the corner. They rus over, but find only a rat.
"A rat couldn' done this!"
Another sound is heard on the other side of the wall, below deck. They hear running and Patrick runs in. He says, "Sir! I found him! He's quick though, I couldn' get a shot at 'im."
Ardrick acts in astonishment.
"Don' Shoot 'im!!! I wan' ta 'ave a word wit' 'im."
Patrick runs to get more men.
"We'll get a hold o' him."
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Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2006 4:39 pm
Dr. Morgan, having followed Ardrick to the Medical Deck, sends his cats after the rat and in minutes it has been caught, toyed with, and eaten.
"Filthy vermin, I'll 'ave none o' 'em in me quarters."
He also hears the sound on the other side of the wall, and nearly bumps into the man Patrick as he rushes out. He has no fear of being out-armed, for aside from his sword, he is still carrying a goodly number of pistols and his concealed throwing knives. He shouts back over his shoulder to the captain.
"Ye wan' 'im al've, righ'? I'll see tae i' tha' yer men dinnae 'arm 'im, though if'n I get me 'ands on 'im there be boun' tae be inj'ries fer me tae set. C'mon, le's go!"
He is down the hall like a shot, checking rooms as he runs.
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Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2006 7:40 pm
*When Wickit awakes he finds himself in the midst of a mess in the med deck*
What the...
*He gets up. He was mostly recovered, though a little sore and groggy from the days of rest. He grabs a crutch and sits himself up, seeing Ardrick and Morgan*
What on earth happened here? A man can't pass out for a few days without chaos going on anymore...
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Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2006 9:26 pm
"We seem ta 'ave a stowaway. Do what ye please, we can get 'im though. There 'e is!"
Ardrick points towards a running blur on the main deck that led into the galley. He quicky rushes towards the man, but the blur jumps out the window of the galley and overboard. Ardrick turns to Morgan and give the orders to give a threatening shot with his pistol. As this happens the man turns around. Ardrick shouts at him.
"Move another inch an' yer 'ead gets blown off. Why don't ye jus' come back 'ere an' we can 'ave a little talk."
The man pauses, but eventually swims back to the ship. He is brought back aboard, meanwhile saying nothing.
"I'm proud o' the way ye worked men. In this weather it is even 'arder. This man woulda been dead if we 'adn'a saved 'im. Anyways, get back ta work. Me, Morgan, this man, and any other council member are going to have a little meeting in me office.
They head for the office. When they enter the warmth fills them immediately. The man has a sheet around him. He has greyish hair, and wore native clothes.
"I'm guessing that you are a native of Provoka... why have you stowed away with us?"
The man looks towards the floor, but manages to mumble...
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Posted: Mon Mar 06, 2006 9:30 pm
"My name is Ekirai."
His voice raises a bit, as does his head, in confidence.
"I am a tribe elder. I was not sure to trust this man... Mo..Morg..an. The other elders and me decided I would come to watch him and see if he was worthy to -"
He looks up at Morgan and realizes he may be about to say to much. He, once again, lowers his head.
The thunder resounds outside.
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