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Post by [[EarlyMorninStar]] on Feb 2, 2007 15:25:53 GMT -5
Ooc:: Alright, so this is the basic Pirate plotline. The Commodor's daughter is finding herself yearning for something other then her restricted life. Living high over the sea, she wants more then the usual hustle and bustle of Port Regal. And one day, she recieves it when a crew of Pirates decide to pillage the port.
From there on, we'll see how it goes.
The sun was dipping slowly into the distance, bringing out the blending blues, oranges and reds. It was such a wonderful view, overlooking the ocean and anything that might be coasting along it. A soft breeze carried by, allowing the strong and warm scent of the salty ocean to drift passed anyone's noses.
It was all perfect, the serene landscape complete with crashing waves and soft squawking seagulls in the distance.
But, it was not what she wanted.
One would come to think that the Commodore's daughter would be perfectly content, submerged in the riches and vast gowns that she owned. The attention was endless, and she seemed happy enough in public. Various suitors were ready to take her hand in marriage, though the assumption was made that it was simply to gain the wealth from the family, to combine with their own.
Power hungry- most were.
The girl did not find love or comfort in any of them, and they were all too.... borish for her. Many were stuck up and spoiled rotten and fell in shock when the girl did not bite her tongue, and outright insulted them in front of her father (whom was not happy in the least). She had been reprimanded and begged to follow the proper etiquette of a lady. She was, afterall, supposed to be one that females could look up to, could idolize. But with time, she had become a topic of their gossip.
A quiet sigh fell from painted lips as Bella Devereux watched that very ocean that she wanted to travel upon. But no, it wasn't proper for a lady to do so, now was it?
She nearly scowled at the thought and pulled herself off of her balcony. She had yet to change that night, clad in a rather long and layered gown. The fabric was of a white color with a dash of silver in it. It had a slight train behind her and the bodice was a rather tightly strung corset.
Her skin was a rather pale shade, and in contrast to it, she had rather different eyes. They were bright and almost smouldering, a deep hazel color with much gold melded in. They looked almost hypnotic at times, and seemed even brighter at night.
Bella could not help the other sigh that fell from her lips. Her arms crossed about her chest after pushing away a stray curl from her shoulder. Her hair was held in a tight updo, and curls framed her face and neck, fanning her face in brown and auburn ringlets.
She wore little to no jewelry, save for a cream ribbon that hugged her neck, along with a cameo that hung from that.
Shaking her head, her bright eyes strayed back to the window.
She wanted more...
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Post by BeckettBrown on Feb 2, 2007 16:39:45 GMT -5
"Aye, boys at your ready we will be at Port soon and once there it shall be ours to do with as we wish, haha" said a tall lanky man with long unrulely hair that so obviously had not been brushed since the day the first hair sprouted from his sun darkened skin. Jean was not a man of rules or gentleman like qualities. Even to his pirate peers he was considered a little over the top. All he wanted from life was instant gradifacation. He did not care where the next thrill came from as long as it came. When he was younger he was introduced to the sea and ever since they have been lovers.
Jean was so excited about the coming Port that he had not stopped to help anyone with any preperations he was just running around the ship yelling pointless words or encouragment. He found himself at the head of the ship looking over the horizon waiting for land to apear. "I never thought I would be this excited to get onto land but its just been so long since ive gotten some excitement"
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Post by [[EarlyMorninStar]] on Feb 3, 2007 0:36:03 GMT -5
Bella moved slowly throughout her room before coming to sit at the elaborately carved vanity that lie next to the balcony. She stared at her reflection, not pleased with the girl that stared back at her. What she saw was not her. She looked as if she were prim and proper, one who was being waited on every passing moment, and getting everything she wanted.
The lifestyle was borish and grand, and she knew no escape awaited her. She would have to accept her fate with open arms, and hope to be happy with it in the future...
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Post by BeckettBrown on Feb 3, 2007 1:06:37 GMT -5
Jean gave out a howl of excitment, the coastline was now visible and he would soon be on land. The plan was to dock with the flags down and the local flags set high so as not to cause suspicion. Then once everyone was off the ship they were to find the Commodore's house and kidnap the first person they found, other than house servants. Then use the hostage for leverage to finicailly rape the town for everything they hard.
the boat pulled in without a problem no one even thought to question the authority for which it was docked, a few extra pounds will do that for ya. Jean and five other men were assigned to the kidnapping and after a bit of talk with the local townfolk they found out the Commodore lived close by and even more on a lucky note he was out on buisiness for the next few days. "Boys this is looking to be a great advanture"
So after some time they found themselves at the Commodore's house. Jean sent four of the mean to the sides and back of the house while he and another man bum rushed the door. As soon as they came in they saw so many great things to steal. Jeans partner immediatly started filling his pockets but Jean was a bit more focused on the task at hand, He ran upstairs and into the first room he found. The door was open so he walked in quietly. He saw a girl dressed in very nice clothing and assumed she was the Commodore's daughter. She was sitting by the window. "Hey there. The names Jean. how are you?...thats good because its your lucky day"
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Post by [[EarlyMorninStar]] on Feb 3, 2007 1:21:38 GMT -5
She'd been off in her own little world of thoughts and daydreams, that she hardly noticed the male waltz right into her room. No sound, no nothing had triggered her to move until he had finally spoken.
And hearing the foreign voice, Bella's back had straightened further and she turned abruptly to face him. A hand on the back of her chair and on her desk, her form bristled in hopes of being able to defend herself if need be.
"What do you want?" Her soft voice hissed out at him, and her strange eyes narrowed.
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Post by BeckettBrown on Feb 3, 2007 1:26:37 GMT -5
"Hm thats a pretty vague question. I want a lot of things" He smiled and shruged at her "But in the general case of right now which I assume is what you are inquiring about...I'd have to say I want you to come with me; and if you would do so in a quiet and quick manner I'd be very appreciative." He bowed his body bending at the waist with an over exaggerated twirl over the arm soon placed under his torso. He extended his other arm as if to take her hand by her approval. He did all of this in a very mocking way.
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Post by [[EarlyMorninStar]] on Feb 3, 2007 1:28:57 GMT -5
Bella continued to keep her eyes narrowed upon him. Her hand gripped the back of the chair tighter, and she took the moment to look around her roomfor any sort of weapon, anything in defense. Because, she sure as hell wasn't about to go anywhere with him.
"Over my dead body," She hissed, her voice a bit lower as she braced herself for anything. But, she would not go...
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Post by BeckettBrown on Feb 3, 2007 1:38:25 GMT -5
Jean kept his pose but lifted his head up "So you don't feel like coming along willing. I figured you wouldn't want to but hey I gave you the chance to come along in a way that wouldn't hurt you but if thats how it has to be" Jean pulled out a pistol consealed in his boot. Revealing the reason he bowed down. It was a clever tactic that only proved this wasn't his first time doing something along these lines. He aimed it right at her now with a more firm posture that showed he had taken the situation from the easy one he had before to a far more serious one. "Now i don't want to have to stain those nice curtians. I would hate to make the humble servants of your home have to clean them" He laughed a little bit then realized he needed to act more serious. "Now come with me or you die. Your choice. I promise you'll come back safely...assuming your rich daddy is willing to pay."
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Post by [[EarlyMorninStar]] on Feb 3, 2007 1:41:00 GMT -5
Bella studied him cautiously, remaining where she was. She watched the barrel of that gun, and almost had just given in. Gods,s he'd never been in such a situation and felt her blood run cold.
"I am apparently too valuable to your.. cause... for you to get rid of me so easily." She spoke quietly, her narrowed gaze back upon his features. Though, she had her reasonable doubt, she wondered if he really would shoot her.
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Post by BeckettBrown on Feb 3, 2007 1:47:46 GMT -5
He pulled hammer back on his gun and said "Well I'm sure there is someone else home that means something to your daddy and hey I guess I could always leave you here dead to show him how serious I am" He stopped for a bit and lowered his gun a small amount as if he was no longer concentrating on the moment. He looked as if he was thinking real hard. "Actually that sounds like a way better idea." He said as he raised his gun again. "Well you are kinda cute it would be a real shame to waste such beauty. I guess I'll give you one more chance to come along"
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Post by [[EarlyMorninStar]] on Feb 3, 2007 1:50:27 GMT -5
Bella nearly growled in return, her form unmoving. Perhaps she had underestimated him... Maybe he would shoot her if she didn't cooperate.
"You are never going to get away with this," She warned as she stood up with a brief sway of fabrics. Each action was forced and reluctant, and held with a usually reserved attitude that one would assume ladies of her stature would not have.
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Post by BeckettBrown on Feb 3, 2007 1:54:13 GMT -5
He throw a rope at her, "Here tie your hands up. My dumb partner should've been here to do it but I guess he wanted some treasure." Jean placed his hand on his head. "At least your not being dumb."
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Post by [[EarlyMorninStar]] on Feb 3, 2007 1:55:56 GMT -5
She nearly growled again, not believing the audacity of this male before her. "Why you lazy, good for nothing, son of a bi--" She stopped herself, glaring at him as she picked up the rope rather harshly. How was she supposed to tie up her own hands?
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Post by BeckettBrown on Feb 3, 2007 1:59:09 GMT -5
"Ha and shes got a tongue. You've got nerve insulting a man that is more than willing to kill you. I like that. Hell, maybe you could join my crew I'll even give you a nice piece of this action." He said the last part very sarcastically. He grew tired of her trying to tie her hands and walked over and started to tie the rope around her hands behind her back.
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Post by [[EarlyMorninStar]] on Feb 3, 2007 2:00:57 GMT -5
She could not help but give a rather cold and sarcastic laugh at his words. "In your dreams," Bella hissed lowly, squirming slightly under his hands as he tied her up. d**n... She did not like any of this one bit- the feeling of being weak and vulnerable.
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Post by BeckettBrown on Feb 3, 2007 2:13:01 GMT -5
"All set well we have one more lil piece left." He put a piece of clothe in her mouh then put another pieece rope around her mouth. "I wouldnt want you to go shooting that mouth off during the ride back." Jean grabbed her from behind and pushed her forward telling her to go "Run and I shoot you. It wont be to kill but you want be able to run anymore." They made there way out front where Jean met up with his partners who now weighed at least 25 pounds more due to there increased pocket sizes. "Do you have the horses ready with the carriage." He asked and soon got a reply of yes. They put Bella int he carraige and were not very gentle about it. Jean instructed everyone to go back without him he still had to leave a note which he had forgot to write before hand and even worse almost forgot just now. They quickly rode back to the ship. Jean left a note for the Commindor saying that he wanted 1,000,000 pounds in two weeks and the payment could be left by the dock to be picked up on a later date. Jean made his way back to the ship but not without first stopping by a few shops and other unmentionable places of business.
Once he got back to the ship he found Bella in his quarters still tied up and gagged "Seems like my friends didn't want you to talk...or move. I hope you weren't too bored. Either way you should be thanking whatever god you believe in that your still in this kinda shape after being left with them for so long."
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Post by BeckettBrown on Feb 3, 2007 2:16:25 GMT -5
He untied her and ungaged her. "I guess were sharing a room" He laughed and took off his shirt revieling his scar covered chest. He quickly put on another shirt.
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Post by [[EarlyMorninStar]] on Feb 3, 2007 2:21:24 GMT -5
Bella was quick to attempt at complaining as soon as the gag was put in her mouth. She squirmed and writhed all the while, and her yells of protest were cut off and almost silenced by that very gag. She winced lightly, being pushed along and thrown into the carriage, and even moreso while she was dragged back onto the ship and into Jean's quarters.
She was quick to try and untie herself as soon as the men had left her, and squirmed a bit to do so. Though, she gave pause as Jean came back. Again, she growled and glared at him, instantly setting distance between herself and him. Her hair had somewhat fallen out of the updo, and she looked almost unruly.
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Post by BeckettBrown on Feb 5, 2007 15:41:45 GMT -5
"I hope they treated you ok." Jean turned to her waiting for her answer. He seemed sincer until he realized what he had just said and then followed it with "either way I don't really care."
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Post by [[EarlyMorninStar]] on Feb 5, 2007 15:49:15 GMT -5
Bella had taken to rubbing her wrists where the rope had dragged upon the skin. She scowled a bit at his words and made sure to keep the most distance between her and him. "Bite me," She nearly hissed, her nearly golden eyes still glaring at him.
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